Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

After a lingering night, the heavy rain outside also continued. Not only did it rain, but the begonias in the yard were also repeatedly wet by the heavy rain, and many of the flowers fell off.

The next day, Huo Wenxian woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhao Xuan, who had always slept inside, was lying outside uncharacteristically today, with a book in his hand, and his shoulders were shaking silently as he read.

Just by looking at his movements, you can guess that he is... Is he laughing?

"Are you awake?" Zhao Xuan's ears were sharp. Huo Wenxian inside had just moved his hand away when he heard the noise. He turned around, faced Huo Wenxian who had woken up and had a strange expression, put down his book and teased.

"Uh, uh..."

He didn't want to wake up, if he had a choice.

At this time, it is really...

Huo Wenxian still remembers what happened last night, especially since he was awake at the time. Although he tried to counterattack but failed and was pushed back.

But no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this matter was really... disgraceful. As a tall and dignified man, he actually...

In short, Huo Wenxian felt that he needed time to buffer for the time being.

"Is there anything else you feel uncomfortable about?" Zhao Xuan only needed one glance to see clearly the redness of Huo Wenxian's ears and the look of Hao Ran in his eyes.

Huo Wenxian coughed unconsciously. He felt that these words were really strange. Generally, only men would say such words to women afterwards.

He...is not a defenseless woman.

"...fine."

Zhao Xuan said oh with a meaningful expression on his face, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

As for his eyes, he kept wandering back and forth on Huo Wenxian's neck and collarbone, especially after seeing the bite marks on it...

Tsk, those are all his masterpieces.

Huo Wenxian could feel Zhao Xuan's gaze going back and forth on his neck, and he also subconsciously looked at Zhao Xuan's collarbone.

Zhao Xuan was extremely generous. He never cared whether Huo Wenxian looked at his problems or not.

Huo Wenxian was naturally speechless by Zhao Xuan's frankness, but he had long known that a certain fox was always shameless.

Therefore, he didn't dwell on it for too long. He just stared at the red mark on Zhao Xuan's collarbone and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Does it look good?" Zhao Xuan came closer, his voice was low, and his intimacy and ambiguity were fully displayed.

"...Sorry." Huo Wenxian apologized reflexively.

Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "What is there to be sorry for? You have more than me. If you have to apologize to me because of this, then I am not allowed to write you an apology letter?"

Huo Wenxian, "..." Ahem, he was afraid that if he continued to talk to Zhao Xuan, he would "get burned".

"Last night you made my clothes wet and tore my robe." Evil man Zhao Xuan complained first.

Huo Wenxian subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhao's declaration.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at the screen that was put up yesterday, you can see that... it has been scratched out with several holes. These are not the most important things.

The most important thing is that the clothes that Zhao Xuan had put on on the screen last night, specially prepared for Zhao Xuan to change into after he came out of the bath, were now spread out in a crumpled mess on the ground.

When Huo Wenxian saw it, those dead memories immediately came back to him. He couldn't help but choked and coughed several times.

"It's not like you don't have other clothes. As for bringing that up so early in the morning...?" Huo Wenxian's ears were red, his face was extremely hot, and his eyes no longer dared to glance at the clothes that were not visible on the ground.

Zhao Xuan was funny, "I have clothes, but I don't know how to wear them."

Huo Wenxian, "..." He always felt that his character was a bit weird, but he couldn't put his finger on what was so weird.

He endured the discomfort of a little soreness in his back, stood up, and while putting on his own clothes, he also changed Huo Wenxian's clothes.

During the last step of tying the girdle, Huo Wenxian's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he held the girdle through the back with his hands in an encircling posture.

The action of putting on the girdle naturally made him move closer to Zhao Xuan subconsciously. Even his head was already close to Huo Wenxian's ear, and his hair brushed against Zhao Xuan's ear.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help but smile. He once again felt deeply that he couldn't pretend to be such a happy and interesting thing.

Huo Wenxian had an idea and suddenly thought of what his approach was like!

Especially like the head wife of another family, who still has the kind of virtuous and virtuous temperament. How can he be a dignified commander of the royal guards and serve others to dress?

Feeling that this was inappropriate, Huo Wenxian, who seemed to be in an inverted position with the woman, still carefully buttoned the girdle in the last step.

One moment, Huo Wenxian was thinking that Zhao Xuan should do it by himself, but the next moment he unconsciously pulled Zhao Xuan to wash up with him.

He has become accustomed to taking care of Zhao Xuan these days. Subconsciously, before Zhao Xuan asked him to help wash up, he wrung out the handkerchief and asked Zhao Xuan to wash his face first.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help but smile. He took the handkerchief handed over by Huo Wenxian and said, "Master Huo, you are so considerate. Is this to compensate for using my clothes as a sheet on the ground yesterday?"

Huo Wenxian's ears were burning. Regarding the ridiculous thing last night, he was not as shameless as Zhao Xuan and could not mention it calmly.

I could only clear my throat and ignore it as if nothing happened.

He said seriously, "...I will ask the butler to tailor some more suitable clothes for you later. If you don't like red, you can choose the satin color yourself.

Zhao Xuan smiled, and he deliberately glanced at the noble Huo Wenxian next to him with a playful look, "After all, our family has a big business and we are not short of money. Your compensation is to let me choose as much as I want?"

"It wasn't you who asked me to support you last night." Huo Wenxian finished washing with a calm expression on his face and asked someone to come in for breakfast.

He had taken a month's leave last night as Zhao Xuan said, and the emperor would naturally approve it.

He would be worried if Huo Wenxian didn't ask for leave. If Huo Wenxian asked for leave, it would be a signal that Huo Wenxian's body had reached its end. He only had to wait for the death news to come from Huo Mansion.

"Oh." Zhao Xuan didn't dwell on this issue.

Of course Huo Wenxian was involved in the "turmoil" outside. He did not participate directly, but only exchanged news with Yu Xuanyan behind the scenes.

This month, Zhao Xuan gave Huo Wenxian acupuncture, and while changing the dressing, he also spent a lot of time hanging out with Huo Wenxian.

Even as to whether Fox needs to marry someone of the same race, does Zhao Xuan have any other family members? Why would he join the world since he is practicing?

Huo Wenxian asked these questions many times.

Based on the memory of the original owner, Zhao Xuan would answer those who could answer, and talk nonsense seriously if he couldn't.

The answer is not important. Anyway, he never intends to leave Huo Wenxian. He will just stay with him until death and then leave like the usual world.

After a night of revelry, the violent storm lasted for two full hours.

After it was over, the two lay side by side and chatted aimlessly.

"So how old are you now?" Huo Wenxian asked casually.

Zhao Xuan calculated, "According to the five-tailed fox's age, he will reach adulthood at three hundred years old. I am 270 and eight years old this year."

Huo Wenxian, "??"

"How many did you say?"

270 eight? ?