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Thousands of flowers bloomed on the east windy night, and the streets were filled with light and crowds. Looking at the cheerful smiling faces, Cong Sheng, who was also crowded in the crowd, was also confused by this lively scene.
It is precisely because of the love and hatred, the blood, and the peaceful and charming mortal world that he is still so attached to this colorful world in the constant reincarnation, no matter the pain, even the glory, even if he is sitting in a high hall, or in shape. Like an ant, he still likes to wallow in this mortal world. Even if he occasionally feels a little decadent and depressed, he has never despaired of this world.
A child carrying a cute lantern, a doting father beside him, a young lady peeking at the handsome scholar with red cheeks, a couple in love for the first time, an old man hawking with a smile, Cong Sheng tightly holding the hand of someone supporting him, the smile on his face Gentle and contented.
"But tired?"
Mo Yu looked at Cong Sheng worriedly, frowned, and hesitated, "How about... I carry you on my back?"
Cong Sheng burst into laughter and opened his mouth to refuse. Two big men, Ah Zi, walking on their backs on the street are still eye-catching in modern society, let alone the feudal and conservative ancient times? But his eyes suddenly rolled and he agreed again.
"Then don't say you are tired later."
Of course this sentence was a joke. With his unfathomable inner strength, Mo Yu could afford even two more Cong Shengs, and he was happy with it.
"Not tired, not tired."
Mo Yu smiled as if he had won something. The girls who had been secretly glancing at him saw his sunny and handsome face, and their cheeks all turned red with embarrassment. One of them had the courage to step forward at the urging of his friends. The girl in pink clothes mustered up her courage and prepared to hand over the lantern in her hand. But the next scene made her stop in despair, with envy and disappointment in her eyes.
I saw that handsome man bending down and carefully carrying another handsome, gentle man with a pale face who looked like he was recovering from a serious illness.
The look on her face was like carrying the whole world on her back, and the treasure and satisfaction in her eyes dazzled the girl, making her completely forget how shocking such an action was.
However, she only saw the tenderness between the two. It was a world that no one could penetrate.
Although she was disappointed, the girl's heart was still filled with envy and blessings.
"That mask is nice."
"Go to that stall."
"Let's go check out the clay seller's place."
Cong Sheng lay on Mo Yu's broad shoulders, smiling and squinting, raising one hand to control with the remote control. He lingered at every stall, especially the way he looked could not affect Cong Sheng's mood.
Mo Yu was a little restrained at first. He was afraid of crowded places and people's eyes on him. His childhood memories were too deep, all of which frightened him.
But the cheerful voice of the man behind him slowly made Mo Yu forget his discomfort. As long as Asheng likes him in the world, that's enough. Why should he care about other people's opinions and preferences
Maybe all his painful past was all because of the ordeal of meeting Asheng. So he was still grateful to God for allowing him to meet A Sheng and for sending this person he liked to him.
As the night gets darker, there are fewer pedestrians on the street. Some children and elderly people have gone home one after another, and most of the rest are young people.
The small river in the town was now crowded with young men and women setting off lanterns, either in groups or in pairs, and there were also some who were alone and looking sad.
Cong Sheng was sitting under a willow tree by the river - that's what the servants used. Mo Yu sent someone back to bring Cong Sheng's push chair over - and he was also holding a beautifully shaped lotus lantern in his hand.
"You are very well prepared." Cong Sheng was looking at the lotus lantern, and Mo Yu at the side handed over a small writing brush.
"I just heard they said you must write down your wishes when putting out lanterns, so I quietly brought a pen and paper. Did I do something wrong? This is my first time celebrating the Lantern Festival."
Mo Yu's face showed a bit of restraint again, which made Cong Sheng helpless. I won't be able to get rid of this temper for a while.
"How could it be? This is also my first time to celebrate the Lantern Festival." This is a lie, but sometimes lies are told to make people happy.
Apparently the straightforward and simple Mo Yu was very happy after hearing Cong Sheng's words.
Cong Sheng looked at Mo Yu, who was becoming more and more handsome under the dim moonlight, picked up Mo Yu's quietly clenched fist, and said softly:
"Can we spend every lantern party together in the future?"
Mo Yu didn't seem to react when he heard Cong Sheng's words. His face was blank and his eyes were blank. Cong Sheng didn't say anything. He looked at Mo Yu quietly with his eyes gentle and gentle.
After a long while, Mo Yu seemed to understand Cong Sheng's words, and the brilliant light on his face was brighter than the moonlight in the sky.
He kept circling around Cong Sheng's push chair, like a big dog happily chasing its tail.
After walking around for a few times, Mo Yu knelt down in front of Cong Sheng, "We agreed, we will come here every year to watch the lanterns."
Then he pursed his lips in embarrassment and looked at Cong Sheng shyly. Under the moonlight, you could still see the light red on his fair skin.
"I will be good to you and will be good to you forever."
"Um."
Cong Sheng nodded lightly, he believed it.
Leaning forward, Cong Sheng kissed Mo Yu's lips, gently at first. Finding that Mo Yu was frozen again, Cong Sheng's eyes flashed with a smile, and he gently touched the other soft and warm lips with his own lips.
Mo Yu's lips were hot and the shape of her lips was perfect. Cong Sheng stretched out the tip of her tongue to wet Mo Yu's lips a little, letting her taste soak into the other person's lips.
Mo Yu followed Cong Sheng's movements in a daze. He knew it was a kiss, but no one had ever been so close to him. Mo Yu thought of this sentence he had read.
Feeling that the other person's tongue was tentatively exploring his mouth, Mo Yu opened his lips obediently.
He liked Ah Sheng's behavior very much. There was no distance between the two of them, their lips and teeth met. He knew that only people with the closest relationship could do this. He and Ah Sheng were already the closest people in the world. At this moment, Mo Yu realized this very clearly. This person is really his, they have the White Head Alliance, and they will always be together.
The floating and restless heart finally fell to the ground. It felt like it was soaked in warm water, full of heat, and Mo Yu almost burst into tears.
Mo Yu stretched out his hand and hugged Cong Sheng in front of him, holding on to his hope and happiness bit by bit.
The two kissed for a long time. Cong Sheng took the initiative at first, but when the young Mo Yu mastered the trick or tasted the beauty of kissing, he began to take the lead.
The movements slowly changed from jerky to familiar, and the kissing movements also changed from gentle to intense. Cong Sheng always endured it with gentleness and tolerance. He slowly guided Mo Yu and taught him the bliss of this lover's world.
For a long time, Cong Sheng felt that she was almost out of breath, and then she gently pushed Mo Yu.
After the two separated, Cong Sheng's chest rose and fell rapidly. Without any internal strength, the time to kiss and breathe became short. Cong Sheng once again felt that it was really unpleasant not to be able to destroy his internal strength.
Even the Great Return Pill couldn't save his depleted Qi Hai. It was obviously inappropriate for the time, but Cong Sheng couldn't help but curse Kang Youjing again in his heart.
But Kang Youjing will feel uncomfortable soon.
"A Sheng, it hurts here."
Mo Yu looked at Cong Sheng aggrievedly, while Cong Sheng looked at Mo Yu's bulging scrotum melancholy. Do he still want to teach the person in front of him how to eat him
"Go back first, it won't hurt anymore." Cong Sheng coaxed in a low voice while touching Mo Yu's hair.
What kind of night it was like after going back, in a harmonious society, we have no way of knowing. Anyway, Cong Sheng drank the bitter medicine again, and Mo Yu pathetically apologized for several days.
However, Kang Youjing, who was missed by Cong Sheng, was indeed having a very bad life.
"You mean, this news has spread throughout the world?"
Kang Youjing looked at his subordinates kneeling in front of him, feeling anxious and angry. Shui Rou, a bitch, had indeed spread the news. It seemed that he had been too kind to her before.
Now, everyone in the world knows about his murder of his sworn brother. What's more, Mu Qingcang is the leader of the world and has friends all over the world. Now he really can't defend himself.
However, it's just rumors now, and they don't have any definite information. Shui Rou, a bitch, can still be used.
"You do this now..."
After instructing his men on what to do next, Kang Youjing ran to the room where Shui Rou was imprisoned with anger.
"It seems you don't care about the Shui family anymore?" Kang Youjing looked at Shuirou, who was naked and covered in bruises, and said ferociously, "Originally, for the sake of our relationship, I didn't want to go too far. Since Don’t blame me for being cruel if you are heartless.”
"What do you want to do to the Shui family? Didn't I give you all the antidote?" Shui Rou said in a hoarse voice with hatred.
She was really blind at the beginning, seeing the sesame seeds and losing the watermelons, but now she is in such a bad situation and she can't blame anyone.
"I have already controlled the Shui family. I originally thought you would be obedient. But you bitch doesn't even care about your own family, so why should I keep them? It's a waste of my manpower and money. Food, speaking of it, your brother also has a pretty face, so many people who like masculine styles will be very fond of it. What do you think of the butler's restaurant? "
"Kang Youjing, if you want anything, just come to me. My brother is only fourteen years old, are you still a human? He respects you as if he were his own elder brother."
Shuirou was numb and weak, but when she saw Kang Youjing, she wanted to bite off a piece of meat from him. There was no trace of her former arrogance left in Chuchen.
"It's not impossible for me to let him go. As long as you do as I ask, I will still be the big brother he admires."
"… you say… "