Chu Muyun was dissatisfied, he felt that he needed to work harder.
So when Mo Jiushao was about to leave, he reached out and grabbed his clothes.
Mo Jiushao turned sideways, his demeanor was soft, and his voice was like a spring breeze: "What's wrong?"
Chu Muyun lowered his head, bit his lower lip, and softly called out, "Father..."
"Well." Mo Jiushao looked at him seriously, "What's the matter?"
Chu Muyun hesitated for a long time, and the fingers pulling on his sleeve's knuckles turned white due to the force, but he didn't want to back down, he tried his best to let himself continue: "Can... Can you stay?"
After he said this, he seemed to have exhausted all his courage, his eyes drooped very low, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like a dragonfly dipped in raindrops, flickering but unable to fly.
A hint of meaning flashed in Mo Jiushao's eyes, but his eyes were still pure and gentle, he held Chu Muyun's hand, his voice was a little lower, with a little inadvertent sultry warmth: "It's so big, I'm still afraid sleep alone?"
Chu Muyun's shoulders trembled slightly because of his touch, and there was some embarrassment in his voice: "No, it's just... just..."
Mo Jiushao answered him: "Do you want to talk to me?"
As if he had caught a life-saving straw, Chu Muyun hurriedly responded, "Yes, yes. Father has been too busy lately, Yun'er has... long time not spoken to you."
Mo Jiushao has always been fond of him, he sighed slightly and replied, "Okay, I won't leave, I will sleep with you tonight."
Chu Muyun's clear eyes were immediately full of surprises, he finally raised his head, looked at the man in front of him without blinking, his cheeks flushed with excitement: "I... I'll call someone to add a bed. quilt."
Mo Jiushao said, "Don't bother, a quilt is enough."
As he said this, the shallow blush on Chu Muyun's cheeks became more intense, and he said a little embarrassedly, "Yun'er is afraid of offending my father."
"Silly child." Mo Jiushao stroked his jet-black hair and said slowly, "When you first arrived at Qianluan Mountain, I was always coaxing you to sleep, so why are you out now?"
The handsome young man who looked up at him was nervous and excited at the same time, his undisguised appearance was very seductive, Mo Jiushao watched without blinking, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.
Chu Muyun focused on acting, but he didn't have the time to observe Mo Jiushao's reaction, so he asked Zero, "Tell me, is Mo Jiushao excited?"
zero:"… "
Chu Muyun: "The bed is about to go up, but he hasn't responded yet. It's not a problem with straight men, it's impotence, right?"
zero:"… "
Chu Muyun: "Be serious and answer my question seriously."
Ling held back for a long time, and finally said a sentence: "You are only fifteen years old, and Mo Jiushao is over three thousand years old. Are you sure he will shoot at you?"
Chu Muyun: "..."
After the brain activity was over, Mo Jiushao had already taken off his coat. Although his underwear was also tightly wrapped, he was tall and tall. He took off the smoky gauze, and the lines of his body were gradually revealed. The sense of strength that has been cultivated by practicing swords for many years is absolutely beyond the reach of human beings.
Chu Muyun intended to test Mo Jiushao's sexual orientation, but he didn't expect that he would suffer this night instead.
Mo Jiushao completely treated him as a child, let him rest on his arm, and kept his other hand on his back, walking up and down, coaxing him to sleep very seriously.
It's just that Chu Muyun's experience was completely different.
Mo Jiushao has a very unique body fragrance. This smell is refreshing from a distance, and the whole body is refreshing, but when it is close, it makes people feel intoxicated. It is densely lingering in the air. It was so charming, coupled with the temperature penetrating through the thin clothes and the slender fingers that kept stroking his back...
Chu Muyun: "I'm hard."
zero:"… "
Chu Muyun was very itchy. He really wanted to grab those sultry fingers, roll over and press them up, block those shallow lips, and make this cold face dyed with emotional colors and let him make a beautiful voice. Let him be confused, crazy, sink into the whirlpool of desire and cannot extricate himself...
Good, harder.
However, Chu Muyun is still rational. In the current situation, if he has any intention in this regard, it is estimated that Mo Jiushao's gentle stroking fingers will become a weapon for murder.
His own son knew that as much as Chu Muyun liked Mo Jiushao's face, he understood how capricious this neurosis was.
So this night, he could only endure it abruptly.
Whether it was intentional or unintentional, whenever Chu Muyun tried to suppress his desire, Mo Jiushao's fingers would touch some places that should not be touched, which made the calm Chu Muyun feel impulsive again.
So he couldn't sleep. In order to be distracted, he had to chat with Zero.
"I think I've made it very obvious, it's impossible for Mo Jiushao not to find out."
Zero: "You are the one who knows him best"
Chu Muyun: "So, I think he is fishing for big fish with a long line."
Zero: "I don't understand."
Chu Muyun smiled and said, "What's the point of just being in love at the beginning of a relationship? If you want to refuse, you still hook people to the ground, sink into it, and then you can't bear it anymore, breaking the taboo of father and son, and what you get is truly unforgettable."
In this way, a complete betrayal would be more complete destruction.
Thinking of this, Chu Muyun showed a confident smile: "I think it's bad, Mo Jiushao is neither straight nor gay."
Zero couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"
"He's... just a lunatic."
Chu Muyun's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't really need to do anything if he had to worry about it. He only needed to step into Mo Jiushao's game step by step, and when he was satisfied, he could grasp the important points. Raiders his possibility.
As for acting, it doesn't bother him.
The next day, Chu Muyun was preparing to continue his efforts to play an innocent young man who was fascinated by his father and who was struggling between his morality and his iniquity... But he didn't want Mo Jiushao to get busy all of a sudden.
He hadn't seen anyone for more than half a month, and when the full moon was approaching, the steward came to inform him: "Young Palace Master, a distinguished guest has come to visit recently, and I hope you don't go out at will."
VIP? Chu Muyun's mind moved.
He knows the plot too well, and the only people who can make the servants of Qianluan Palace be regarded as distinguished guests are the other members of the Seven Demon Realms.
Chu Mu thought for a moment, and asked with good interest, "Is this a chance to meet other sons?"
Zero: "I thought you were meeting your wife... ah no, it's the old men."
Chu Muyun was silent for a while: "00, you have learned badly."