Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

Lian Mufeng went back and forth, changed his clothes, and had an exquisite wooden box in his hand. With a smile on his face, he strode straight towards Mo Yuan, immediately attracting the curious eyes of all the guests.

It is well known that the relationship between Lian Jiabao and Liuyun Medical Valley is good, but the close personal relationship between Lian Mufeng and Mo Yuan has surprised many people secretly. After all, Lian Mufeng has made many appearances in the arena, and how many people have been in contact with him They all know a little bit about his temperament, knowing that he is straightforward and free-spirited, but he also has a bit of the vigor and pickiness of a proud son of heaven.

I don't know what kind of person this Second Young Master Yun is. Young Master Liu Yun has several apprentices, all of whom are dragons and phoenixes, Yushu Lanzhi, why even the Lord Shaobao looks at Second Young Master Yun differently?Could it be because the Second Young Master Yun had treated Lian Shaobao's illness?

Mo Yuan didn't care about the curious looking eyes around him at all, and his whole heart fell on Lian Mufeng. Seeing him approaching and stuffing the wooden box into his hands, a smile burst into his eyes, he looked down and reached out to touch it. Buckle: "What is it?"

Lian Mufeng looked at him with focused eyes: "Open it and have a look!"

Mo Yuan opened the wooden box, and saw an unusually familiar dagger laying on the silk inside, his heart was immediately filled with surging sweetness.

Lian Mufeng told him that this dagger was once a token of love he gave to himself, and after several twists and turns, it has now returned to him.

Mo Yuan took out the dagger, thinking that Lian Mufeng used this dagger to carve two lifelike snowmen and two small wooden figures, he couldn't help but smile from the corners of his eyes, like spring breeze blowing and flowers blooming.

The people not far away were all looking at it secretly, and they were surprised to find that the dagger that Lian Mufeng sent was not a newly forged dagger. The short handle of the dagger had wear marks from long-term use, and it was obviously an old thing.

Being able to give old things to each other, it seems that the friendship between these two people is really extraordinary.

After dinner that day, everyone dispersed one after another, and the servants of Lianjiabao led them to their guest rooms to rest. The master and apprentice of Liuyun Medical Valley had their own small courtyard, and they were close to each other.

Under the night, Mo Yuan bid farewell to his master and his fellow apprentices, and followed the servants carrying the lamps into the guest courtyard. After entering, he was stunned for a moment. He was surprised to find that this small courtyard was exactly the same as the house outside the Medical Valley. It seems that Lian Mufeng specially prepared it for him.

Mo Yuan looked around and walked slowly to the eaves, when the door in front of him suddenly opened, and a small figure rushed over and jumped on him, hugging his legs, jumping and laughing: "Daddy! Daddy! "

Mo Yuan looked at the elusive Ah Shi in surprise, and didn't come back to his senses until he was pulled into the house. He hugged him with a busy smile, and asked, "Ah Shi, why are you here alone? Where's your father?"

After the words fell, a tall figure strode out from the room, and hugged the father and son without saying a word: "I am here."

Mo Yuan felt a bit of unspeakable surprise in his heart, but showed a bit of disgust on his face, and muttered, "What's going on with this yard? It took too much trouble."

Taking advantage of Ah Shi's inattention, Lian Mufeng nibbled on the back of Mo Yuan's neck, and said in a low voice, "As long as you like it."

Ah Shi widened his eyes and patted Mo Yuan's face curiously: "Father, why are you blushing?"

Mo Yuan: "..."

Ah Shi didn't wait for an answer, and didn't care. He touched Mo Yuan's cheek and happily rubbed back and forth: "I'll sleep with Dad tonight!"

Mo Yuan laughed: "Okay."

Ah Shi had already washed himself, boasted that he smelled good, and then showed Mo Yuan what he had learned recently. After receiving a series of compliments from Mo Yuan, he went to the couch with a smile and played for a while, until he played well. I was exhausted before I got into bed, and fell asleep after a while.

After Ah Shi's voice was gone, the room suddenly became quiet. Mo Yuan tucked the quilt for Ah Shi, raised his head and bumped into Lian Mufeng's burning pupils, and couldn't help but smile: "You too Want to sleep here?"

Lian Mufeng leaned over, kissed him on the lips, rubbed against his lips lightly, and asked in a low voice: "Is it okay?"

Mo Yuan's eyelashes trembled because of his intimate behavior: "There are many sects living nearby, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Lian Mufeng invaded his lips while he was talking, licked his lips and said: "So what if I see it? Can't I talk to my good brother Bingzhuye?"

Mo Yuan: "..."

"If it weren't for your identity, I wish I could tell the world that you are mine now."

Mo Yuan insisted: "Who promised to be your man?"

Lian Mufeng raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin on his head, let his bun spread out, and the black hair slipped down: "You use this jade hairpin, you agree."

Mo Yuan's mind was exposed by him, his face became slightly hot, and then his hot face was covered by Lian Mufeng's palm.

"You believe me." Lian Mufeng supported his side with one hand, caressed his cheek with the other, touched his lips with a slightly callused thumb, and pressed his soft and moist lips with a little force. The luster, and then the heavy hot breath rushed over, and the lips were completely kissed.

Lian Mufeng kissed passionately, and quickly brought Mo Yuan into the vortex of confusion and fascination. The two of them fell on the couch, and they were worried about waking up Ah Shi, so they didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Her clothes were still messed up by rubbing, revealing a spring full of hickey marks.

After a short lingering time, Lian Mufeng propped himself up slightly and looked at Mo Yuan. The more he looked at him, the more he felt relieved. Finally, he hugged him again, and sighed in a low voice: "My heart is finally at ease."

Mo Yuan played with his hair with his fingers, and suddenly said, "When will you take me to meet Ding?"

Lian Mufeng was stunned for a moment, his complexion darkened in an instant, and he said displeasedly, "What did you see him for?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows to look at him, and said suspiciously: "He is my enemy, what else can I do when I see him? Well... I'm talking about Ding Chou, who do you think I'm talking about?"

Lian Mufeng: "..."

It is impossible for Lian Mufeng to tell him the past when he told him the fact that Ding Mao loves him, and Mo Yuan is quite puzzled when he looks at his face that is as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Lian Mufeng cleared his throat and avoided his question: "Ding Chou is locked in the dungeon. If you want to see him, I can take you there anytime."

Mo Yuan let go of previous doubts, and said with a smile: "I wanted to go now, but I don't feel relieved to leave Eleven people here. Why don't we send Ah Shi back to the main courtyard tomorrow morning."

Lian Mufeng nodded in response, and asked again: "What are you going to do with him?"

"Of course I killed him." Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled, his words were crisp and clear, but there was no hatred in his eyes.

He believed Lian Mufeng's words, and he believed that he was murdered by Ding Chou. He suffered so much that he almost died, and today he lost his memory. He wasted three years in vain. This revenge is very serious, and he must avenge it, but he is gone. Memory, can't empathize with this hatred.

It was a matter of human life, Mo Yuan had no memory, and made this decision entirely based on his trust in Lian Mufeng.

Seeing that he was so decisive, Lian Mufeng couldn't help being moved: "Are you going to take revenge?"

Mo Yuan nodded: "Of course, it has been delayed for three years."

Lian Mufeng originally planned to wait for Mo Yuan to recover his memory before taking revenge, but he didn't expect that things exceeded his expectations, he was a little surprised: "That's good, so that you don't have too many dreams in the night, when your revenge is over, we can rest assured It’s time to go boating in the rivers and lakes.”

Mo Yuan blinked, raised his hand to pinch his chin: "Are you stupid?"

Lian Mufeng was puzzled: "Huh?"

Mo Yuan pinched his chin again and tugged: "Aren't I the grandson of the emperor? If you don't sit on the throne, let's go boating in the rivers and lakes?"

Lian Mufeng: "..."

Mo Yuan felt the tension on his body, and said with a smile, "Why are you nervous?"

It was impossible to explain everything in detail in just one night in the cave before. For example, Mo Yuan once promised him not to be the emperor...even Mu Fengti didn't mention it.

"You...you said before that you didn't intend to be the emperor." Lian Mufeng said with difficulty, "You said you would retire with me after taking revenge."

Mo Yuan lost his memory, although he knew that he wanted revenge, but he couldn't bear the deep-rooted hatred, his mentality was a little different from that of the day, after thinking about it, he still couldn't understand: "How can you hand over the throne to others after you have worked so hard to avenge yourself? You...are you afraid of my concubine?"

Lian Mufeng: "..."

Mo Yuan laughed, and pressed his fingers lightly on his lips: "I don't know how to accept a concubine, if you want, I can also make you queen."

Lian Mufeng: "..."

At this time, Ah Shi turned over, and Mo Yuan glanced over from the corner of his eye, and suddenly realized: "By the way, I have a son, so I really don't have to be the emperor, and it would be nice to just be the Supreme Emperor."

Lian Mufeng: "..."

Seeing his exhausted appearance, Mo Yuan was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"You...you also said that Ah Shi would not be allowed to inherit the throne."

Mo Yuan: "...then who will be the emperor?"

"Choose a suitable one from the clan."

Mo Yuan: "..."

The author has something to say: Er Bao: How do you fall in love with different value orientations?

Gouzi: You lost your memory...

Erbao: Oh, let me listen to you.