The End of the Emperor's Industry

He just leaned against Mo Bai's arms like this, but Mo Bai never pushed him away with a solemn face like in the past, but stretched out his hands out of embarrassment, and patted his back comfortingly.

He didn't notice the meaningful chill on his face.

"I don't believe it. Can the dishes I cook be so hard to swallow...?" Mo Zishu left Mo Bai's chest, pouted, gave Mo Bai a dissatisfied look, and twisted his waist Walking to the table, picking up the chopsticks, he confidently picked up a piece of truffle fish and put it into his mouth.

As soon as he entered it, he vomited it out again just like Mo Bai did just now. "Isn't it? I put a lot of effort into these few dishes, are they so... hard to swallow?" Mo Zishu frowned, and wiped his lips with his sleeves.

Seeing him in such a mess, Mo Bai couldn't help laughing out loud.That hearty appearance, really lost his manners.

"Daoist Mo Bai, what are you laughing at..." Mo Zishu twisted his fingers secretly, and said softly, "Originally, I was also in love..."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Bai immediately rectified himself, he held back his smile and regained his composure.

However, at this moment he managed to regain his composure, and Mo Zishu pointed at Mo Bai vertically, but he turned his back and laughed loudly.

This made Mo Bai a little puzzled.

"You...what are you laughing at..." Mo Bai looked at the Mozi Shu which was leaning back and forth, frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly.

"Taoist...you...you..." Mo Zishu wanted to answer Mo Bai's doubts, but laughed tremblingly.

"Me?" Mo Bai looked down at himself and asked, "What's wrong with me...?"

Seeing him like this, Mo Zishu suddenly stopped his surging smile, walked up to him, suddenly stretched out his hand to stop his slender waist, put his lips close to his ear temples, and said softly: "Master Dao, you are really It's so cute..."

Mo Bai was startled, his pupils dilated involuntarily, but he was "undecided in shock", and Mo Zishu said something astonishing.

"From now on, call me Zishu, it will be more kind..."

He breathed warm breath into his ear, Mo Bai's cheeks were instantly flushed, and even his heartbeat couldn't stop speeding up.

His throat involuntarily became hot, no, it should be said that his whole body was involuntarily hot as if it had been ignited.

"You...you let me go..." He pushed him, trying to get away from him.His palms around his slender waist tightened suddenly, forcing him into his arms.

He twisted his fingers and raised his jaw, looking down at him with deep affection, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said: "Let's be together, be my man..." He smiled shallow.

Hearing this, he was really shocked.He pushed him away vigorously, flicked his sleeves away from him, and went to the other side.

He frowned slightly and said in surprise: "What's the matter, don't you want to? Daoist, you must know... I am sincere and want to spend my life with you..." He looked up at this moment, Especially sincere.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, calmed down his mind, and said seriously: "Mo Bai is a person who cultivates Taoism, loves his sons and daughters, and has never cared about..." He looked at him sideways. "To spend the rest of my life together, Mo Bai is definitely not a good match for you, Snake King..." He was inevitably embarrassed.

"Ah, isn't it..." He moved up to him, looked at him, and said with a faint smile: "Master...do you like that Gu Xiaoyu... .." His tone became very disappointed: "That's right... As the master of the demon world, he is indeed much more powerful and chic than me..."

"No...!" Hearing this, Mo Bai's heart trembled, and he hurriedly explained: "Snake King, you misunderstood, Mo Bai...Mo Bai will never like Gu Xiao Yu that shameless person..."

"Oh?" Hearing what he said, a faint smile appeared on his originally cold face: "The Taoist priest doesn't like Gu Xiaoyu, so why doesn't he accept Zishu?" He pursed his mouth and looked down at him slightly. : "If it's because of shyness...in fact..." He put his fingers down and said softly: "Actually...people are also very shy..." He slowly Stepping up to his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, raised his head, and instantly became extremely enlightened.He glanced at him and said, "I'm not afraid. Daoist, what are you so shy about?" Let's be together, okay? "His eyes were shining on his unparalleled face, and he whispered: "Just take pity on me and accompany me. I no longer have Xiaofan, and I am alone. After ten thousand years, it is really... ..so lonely..."

After the sound fell, he moved towards his beauty and moved a little closer, but he didn't stop him.The tip of his nose touched, and his lips, without knowing when, had quietly covered with that plain bright red, and the warm touch was slightly cool.

He couldn't help but close his eyes lightly, catering to him, unable to control himself.

When he kissed him, the prajna was like leaving, but the joy in his heart turned into sweetness, which was indescribable.Even though deep down in his heart, he felt that that feeling was somewhat shameful, but he was powerless to resist his lingering light kiss.

He rolled on his neck, and he half-pushed.

"Don't be like this..." His voice was hoarse, but charming.

His earlobe lightly touched, and he said in a deep voice: "Relax...don't be afraid...I will definitely be gentle with you..." After speaking, he smiled softly, and then He hugged him around the waist and lifted him up horizontally, in his arms, tossed and kissed him, and walked towards the bedside.The candlelight is flickering, the light is hazy yellow, the bead curtains are slightly swaying, and the wind is rolling the plain tents, ostentatiously.

He lay under him, immersed in his tenderness, his face full of fascination.

He looked at him, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were full of coolness.Then, she put her lips together, and buried her deeply into his neck, the wet tip of her tongue was constantly teasing between his collarbone.

He stretched out his hand to untie the wide-toothed silver-white brocade belt around his waist, exposing his smooth chest.He caressed wantonly between his heart with his palm, his desire was lightly stirred, he couldn't stop breathing under his body...

"What are you doing... how can I..."

Xu Shi still retained some rationality, the stronger the desire in his body, the consciousness of asceticism deep in his heart, also subtly reflected, and became abrupt.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to push away the Mozishu lying on his body, but he didn't want to, he sat across his waist desperately, and put his hands behind his back, imprisoning his restless hands on both sides of the bed.

"Master Dao... At the beginning, it was your own willingness... You don't want to escape at this time..." He raised his eyebrows at him: "It's inevitable , It's too disappointing..." He leaned over, licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and said, "I'm sincere, just give me a chance..." There was a hint of pleading in his tone.

Before Mo Bai could open his mouth, he sealed his lips like that again, but this time, it was like a storm and wind. The warmth before was gone, but it was more like he didn't want to give Mo Bai a chance to speak.

Maybe he was afraid that he would refuse to make friends with him...

But he was right, Mo Bai really wanted to reject him...