He couldn't afford to provoke it, so he had to clench his fist and beat Mo Qingye's calf bone, and as soon as his hand fell, Mo Qingye straightened up, "Light!" Do you want to cripple me? ”

"I didn't hit you, it's not, thrash......"

"Humph!" Mo Qingye leaned back again, and the heart that Du Yuan lifted up also fell back into place, "Lightly move your hand, I am a leg, not a stone." ”

Du Yuanyuan waited for Mo Qingye, the uncle, like a little cabbage, his arms were sore, his hands were numb, and he didn't see him shout to stop. And not only that, but the frequency of the blinking of those dark blue eyes became slower and slower, and finally they simply closed, which he enjoyed, Du Yuan gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to stop. Seeing that he was about to get home, Mo Qingye seemed to be asleep, and there was no movement at all. Recalling the general Bai Wei's snoring, Du Yuanyuan once again secretly rejoiced that if his temper is weird, he should be weird, and he should make do with his cold-blooded points, which is better than snoring until the sky is shaking. The carriage stopped, and he shook Mo Qingye carefully, "Hey, it's here." ”

"Huh? Where is it? Mo Qing opened his eyes in a daze, and the turquoise light was a little hazy.

"Here, Qingwang Mansion."

"Oh." When he had finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

"If you don't get out of the car, then I'll go down."

"Down." Mo Qingye said softly, "Help me down." ”

can really play the score, and the next car needs someone to help, "Then you should get up." ”

Mo Qingye sighed suddenly, sat up straight and looked ahead blankly for a moment, "Headache." ”

"You drank too much, I see you drinking to death without any good things, and you goblins also have a headache?"

"What's wrong with the goblins! Can't goblins get sick with a headache? Mo Qingye turned his face faster than turning a book, "Fu Benjun got off!" ”

Du Yuanyuan was sure that he was definitely a trained head, and combed a crack in the thunder, and helped Mo Qing to get out of the carriage at night, the night wind blew, and there was a cold cold. The starry sky overhead, the sea is cloudless. Mo Qing walked a little staggering at night, and Du Yuan's heart was churning, and he kept recalling Xue Qiantu's words in his ears, he had been lonely for tens of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years......

"What are you in a daze!"

A cold voice pulled him back from his thoughts, and Mo Qingye squinted at him from the corner of his eyes, his expression was very unhappy, "Who do you want!" ”

"I want to miss you...... this is a 100% truth.

"Humph!" Mo Qing was unhappy again for no reason, and threw away his hand and swayed away in the direction of the dormitory. Looking at the figure of the green silk curling, Du Yuanyuan seemed to have a thousand pounds in his heart, and he dragged his steps slowly, eager to sleep in the garden for a night, but he also knew that it was absolutely impossible, if Mo Qingye walked and found that there was no one behind him, it would be strange if he didn't go crazy.

The road to the dormitory is so long, and the bitter cauliflower Du rubs at the speed of a snail, but in the end he can't escape the palm of this director called fate. When he entered, Mo Qingye was already lying on the gorgeous and wide bed with his clothes, the candlelight of the bright bedroom was thick, reflected on the crystal clear spar floor, the tulle curtain poured down from the top of the bedpost, like clouds and mist, no wind automatically, Mo Qingye's long black hair flowed along the edge of the couch to the ground, he leaned sideways and pillowed one of his arms, his narrow eyes narrowed into a line, and the deep blue luster flowed out of the line in a blur.

Du Yuanyuan felt that his wisest choice at the moment was to quickly roll into the broken bed and sleep, so the silent bird quietly walked towards the wooden bed, hoping to get by. However, he was too naïve, and a cold voice in Mo Qingye fell slightly, "Where are you going-get over and warm the bed for Benjun." ”

"You're all drinking, and you're cold." Du said with his back to him.

"I'll let you come, what nonsense!"

…… Du Yuanyuan pursed the corners of his mouth and exhaled, it was really difficult to escape. According to the situation at the moment, this python demon is not too tall, but it is also floating, the tone has changed, and it is lazy with a long tone. walked over with an expressionless face and glanced at Mo Qingye who was sticking to the couch, "You should go inside." ”

"You go inside." Mo Qing didn't move at all, Du Yuanyuan had to kick off his boots and lift his clothes, and was just about to crawl over him when he was kicked to the ground, "Bold!" The pair of green eyes widened instantly, with a bit of coldness in it, "I dare to straddle from this monarch." ”

Aggrieved, completely suffocated in the eighth area, Du Yuanyuan thought to himself that it would be better not to provoke him at this time, so he got up without saying a word and lay down from the end of the bed to the inside, dragged the quilt over his body, and didn't care about one on the side.

"Fade the Cloud Boots with me." Mo Qing said in a deep and slow voice.

"Take it off yourself!" Du Yuanyuan said angrily, this is also too deceitful, people just lay down and called up to take off their shoes, and there is no reason.

In the next second, Mo Qingye suddenly turned over, half-suppressed him, looked down at Du Yuanyuan coldly and gloomily, and hooked the corners of his mouth, making this handsome face more and more charming, "Benjun is drinking." ”

"Drink it." Du Yuanyuan pretended to look away calmly, and his heart was up and down.

"Benjun is a little drunk."

"It's okay, it's okay to be drunk, but it's only hurt when you're drunk."

"Hehe, that's a good point, it's really a little drunk." Mo Qingye insinuated, and immediately raised his voice sharply, "Take off your shoes for me!" Right away. ”