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In a blink of an eye, time flies, and half a month has passed in a hurry.

The boredom of summer has passed, and the chirping of cicadas has gradually disappeared. Along with the cool breeze, it also means that people should add some clothes.

At this time, Shu Xunmo had just finished his evening homework and was returning to his room with a stack of copybooks.

He was wearing a blue robe and his face was a little pale.

Maybe it's a bit colder in season.

In the past few days, apart from finishing his normal homework in the morning and evening, he just got into the scripture pavilion all day, and finished reading nearly half of the books on the second floor.

The other children were as lazy as they could be, and they never sat up when they could lie down. Looking at Shu Xunmo who was studying hard beside him, most of them were a little embarrassed.

However, these people must be other than Wu Yu.

He ran over again today.

Seeing You Lai borrowing from him to be present, the corner of Shu Xunmo's mouth twitched unconsciously.

"Good junior, just give it to me." Wu Yu said, looking at the copybook on the desk.

"Write it yourself." Shu Xunmo left the sentence and started to open the book.

"I can't write well." Wu Yu said, sitting on the ground with a rather rascal posture.

"Why?" Shu Xunmo was a little surprised, Wu Yu never studied hard, how many days he could spend, how could he have a shitty temper today, so I'm going to come to him.

Wu Yu was uncharacteristically, and twisted his fingers a little bit awkwardly, with a shy look on the verge of talking, which made Shu Xunmo shudder.

Was taken away?

Unexpectedly, after dawdling for a while, he said: "Junior Sister Bai likes it."

"I thought she liked it, so I wanted to give it to her." Wu Yu said, "Hey, by the way, Xiaomo, do you still have the sachet from before?"

"..."

"It's the one embroidered on it. I think she likes it too."

Shu Xunmo glanced at him speechlessly, then turned his eyes and lowered his head to read the book, as if he didn't want to talk to him at all.

"Hey, Xiaomo, what I said is true. She has been depressed these few days. I want to make her happy."

Mostly because of myself...

Thinking of this, he said: "It's better to give something as a gift from your own hands."

"But she threw it away when she saw that I made it!"

"......"Hopeless.

"Perseverance will always pay off." Shu Xunmo said a few more words to him, which was rare for him to be calm.

"Go ahead." Don't disturb my reading.

In this way, Shu Xunmo patiently communicated with him for a long time, and finally Wu Yu left in despair under the eyes of Shu Xunmo who could almost freeze to death.

The noise in his ears finally disappeared, and he read the book seriously.

In the past few days, the frequency of his dreams has also decreased, and he can basically have no dreams all night. It should be the effect of the concentration medicine given by the master.

After turning a few pages, I feel dull.

As long as that person's appearance appeared in my mind, I felt that I couldn't get excited about anything.

He's been away for half a month, and he doesn't know what he's doing now.

When he came back to his senses, his name had already begun to be drawn in his hand.

One vertical, one horizontal fold, another horizontal...

Three characters, 28 strokes.

Draw every day and draw every day, and I can memorize it.

Then he started to hold his chin in a daze again.

...

The scenery outside the window also began to decline, and the green leaves that were originally jumping on the branches gradually turned yellow, and a few pieces had fallen to the ground, and some places were already bare.

Time flies.

He was so aimless in a daze that he didn't even notice the knock on the door outside the house.

Then the man walked in without authorization.

Apparently, she quietly walked to him with footsteps that were so light that there was no sound.

In the next second, Shu Xunmo felt himself falling into an embrace, with the smell of morning dew.

His eyes were also covered by a pair of big hands.

A magnetic and mellow voice sounded: "Guess who I am?"

Shu Xunmo thought of the name almost instantly, laughed silently, and said, "Don't make trouble."

"Brother, just guess."

"Ruoxuan."

"Brother is so smart." The hands on the eyes were opened, and the man stood behind him smiling.

Shu Xunmo looked at him, he hadn't seen him for a long time, and he still had familiar features, but he always felt better and better, but he couldn't tell.

"Senior brother stares at me like this, is he trying to engrave me in his heart?" It's been a long time since I haven't seen him, but he is still glib.

The earlobes that hadn't been red for a long time began to turn pink again, and Shu Xunmo just looked at him without saying a word.

In exchange for another licking kiss.

"Brother, I miss you so much." Sitting beside him, Yi Ruoxuan said.

Me too.Shu Xunmo nodded without saying anything.

"Are you done with your work?" Shu Xunmo asked.

"Yeah." Yi Ruoxuan took his hand, feeling a little cold, "Brother, you need to add more clothes."

Shu Xunmo touched his nose, but it was because he was not wearing thick clothes, his hands always felt slightly cold, and the tip of his nose turned red from the cold.

As Yi Ruoxuan said, he recited a trick to raise the temperature in the room by a few points.

Feeling it, Shu Xunmo secretly bent his mouth.

"Brother, are you free these few days?" Yi Ruoxuan asked.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Brother once promised me that he would accompany me down the mountain to play, is that true?"

"Yes." Shu Xunmo remembered when he left the promise he made to him, "Do you want to play?"

"Yeah, I'm a little tired these days, and I want to relax."

"When?"

"How about tomorrow?"

"Okay."

Yi Ruoxuan must not have had a good rest in the past few days, Dai Qing is under his eyes, and his complexion is not good, his black hair is casually pulled behind his back, and he is dressed in a black dress with gold lines drawn on it, which seems to be flowing slowly. It makes him as gentle as jade, rich and handsome.

Seeing that Shu Xunmo agreed, Yi Ruoxuan also started to have "bad thoughts".

He looked at the gradually dusk sky outside the house in "surprise", and said with some "surprise": "It's already so late!"

Reluctantly, Yi Ruoxuan's acting skills are very good, but Shu Xunmo didn't see it, nodded, and said, "It's almost dusk."

"Hey, the gate of Jiuzhong Palace must be closed."

"..." You are the Demon Lord, will I open it for you soon?

"Then I'll stay here overnight." Yi Ruoxuan rubbed his hands, and said, "Brother, you won't have the heart to drive me away."

"..." Of course... I can't bear it...

"If you don't speak, it's the default. I know that brother likes me." Then he leaned forward and kissed me again.

"Wait...wait, if you don't go back, what if those people in the Nine Layers Palace rebel again?" Shu Xunmo asked hastily.

"I've beaten you to the ground, and you won't be able to get up for a while." Yi Ruoxuan said indifferently, "Besides, there is Ming Que guarding him, so nothing will happen."

Shu Xunmo was ashamed and beaten to the ground...

But I still believe what he said, since he said it's all right, there's no big problem.

"So brother, can I rest here..."

"..."

...Late at night...

When Shu Xunmo came out of the master's room, he saw a figure lying on the bed, as if...waiting for him...

"Brother, where did you go?"

"I went to talk to Master, and he agreed." Shu Xunmo said.

"Hmm, lie down then."

"...I'm going to wash up..." Shu Xunmo picked up his clothes and ran out.

Yi Ruoxuan was left alone tossing and turning, smirking a few times from time to time.

It's really... not at all like a Demon Lord...

...

After Shu Xunmo took a long time to take a shower, then took a long time to get dressed, and then walked towards the bedroom at a walking speed.

The red ears never stopped.

Then he stood at the door and took a deep breath for a while, thinking he was all right, then pushed open the door, and was stunned when he saw the scene in the room.

Then he slammed the door shut.

Okay, okay, this time it's really lingering.

The person on the bed was leaning halfway, probably because he had just finished washing. His long hair was still a little wet, and it was draped behind his head. The neckline of an underwear was opened, revealing a smooth and white chest, which was white and comfortable. Mo dare not look at it.

Don't dare to look, don't dare to look.

"Brother, come in."

Dare not dare.

The author has something to say: The rancid smell of love... (biting a handkerchief)