One hundred and eight strokes of body promise

Luo Chuan looked down at the top of the man's hair in his arms. For some reason, he really felt uncomfortable in his heart, and slowly said: "Is there a reason for you to sever the father-son relationship with your father?"

Mo Jun raised his head, looked at Luo Chuan, and said with a smile: "If Mo Jun says yes, will the prince be responsible for Mo Jun?"

Before Luo Chuan could answer, Mo Jun spoke again.

He gave a quick and simple answer: "My severance of father-son relationship with him has nothing to do with the prince."

Luo Chuan looked at Mo Jun without saying a word.

Mo Jun smiled, stood on tiptoe again, and kissed Luo Chuan's lips: "But if I sever the father-son relationship with him, I will be able to love each other more unscrupulously with the prince, so the prince must be responsible to me."

Luo Chuan raised his hand and touched his lips, looked at Mo Jun with a smile that was not a smile: "You seem to like my prince very much?"

"It doesn't seem like, I just like the prince."

To prove it, Mo Jun stood on tiptoe again and kissed Luo Chuan.Then he rushed to Luo Chuan and blinked: "Don't you think the prince likes it?"

Luo Chuan smiled: "As long as you like it."

After getting permission, Mo Jun became more presumptuous, kissed Luo Chuan's lips again, and smiled broadly: "The prince treats Mo Jun so well."

Everyone in the Luo Palace regretted that their prince had not been close to women or men for more than ten years.Dedicated to doing well the title of "son of the big treacherous minister-little treacherous minister" left by the old prince.Are you being teased now?And his prince seems to enjoy it very much?Of course, these are not important, whether you are addicted to masculinity or let others flirt with you.As your own prince, as a person who bears the title of "treacherous minister", what is wrong with him?But the other party is the son of "a loyal minister who will be famous in history" in the court of the Northern Kingdom!Even if the relationship between father and son is severed, Mo Jun still won't get the crystallization of love between his father and his mother!

What should I do... I'm so worried that my prince will be labeled as "after killing Zhongliang"...

As a result, everyone in Luoyang Mansion collectively suffered from headaches...

to worry about...

Luo Wangfu, lunch time.

On the big round table, there are 24 dishes.A bowl of vegetarian soup.

Compared with yesterday, it was all meat, but it was a little different, but today it was all vegetarian.However, it is different from the previous dishes in Luo Wangfu's mansion. The vegetarian dishes are either mixed with some meat foam or small pieces of meat.

Luo Chuan and Mo Jun are eating.

When Luochuan's chopsticks No.20 picked up the meat in the dish seven times and picked up the dish.Mo Jun's chopsticks finally "killed" him, and returned Luo Chuan's chopsticks to the plate at once.

Mo Jun looked up at Luo Chuan along the chopsticks, shook his head and said, "Mo Jun said, you are too thin, my lord."

Luo Chuan's chopsticks paused, sighed as if surrendering, pulled his own chopsticks out of Mo Jun's pressure, picked up the small piece of meat that he had just picked up, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth inside.

Mo Jun immediately rolled his eyes with a smile, picked up another larger piece of meat with his chopsticks and threw it into his mouth.

Luo Chuan frowned: "This king knows how to eat meat. If you want to accompany this king, you can do whatever you want."

Mo Jun took another small piece of meat and brought it to Luo Chuan's lips: "Okay, I will listen to the prince."

Luo Chuan ate the meat that Mo Jun sent, and Mo Jun no longer picked the big ones, but also picked a similar one to eat.

After dinner, the two met to go for a walk in the lotus pond.

Everyone in Luoyang Mansion looked at the bright sun in the sky, and they were speechless.I was very tangled in my heart, should I worry that my prince will suffer from heat stroke?Or should I worry about whether my lord's head has been screwed up...

Luowang Mansion, next to the lotus pond.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the lotus is in full bloom, and the wind and waves are hot.

"Why does the lord hold an umbrella?" Mo Jun asked.

Luo Chuan held up an umbrella, most of which covered Mo Jun's body, and replied: "The sun is too big, so I hold an umbrella to cover the sun."

"Then the prince should go and get another one, this one is not enough." Mo Jun looked at the umbrella above his head and said.

"One is enough." Luo Chuan wrapped his arms around Mo Jun's waist, and the two squeezed together in the small umbrella.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Jun raised his eyes to look at the arrogant sun in the sky, his face was red and sweaty from the heat and wrinkled, and he said in an annoyed tone, "It would be nice if Qingqing was here at this time."

Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows, and led him to walk under the shade of a tree: "What's the point?"

"Qingqing speaks coldly, and she is also cold. She also tells bad jokes."

Luo Chuan understood: "So you sleep with him in your arms when it's hot in summer?"

Mo Jun was taken aback, jumped up immediately, jumped up to the edge of the lotus pond, and defended himself: "How is it possible! How is it possible! The most I can do is let Qingqing tell cold jokes! More...more He put his hands on his face to cool down! There is absolutely nothing else, if I lie, I will be killed by lightning!"

"Like this?" Luo Chuan pulled Mo Jun down from the edge of the lotus pond with one hand, and put his palm on Mo Jun's hot and red forehead with the other hand.

Mo Jun was stunned for a moment by the sudden coolness.

Luo Chuan looked at Mo Jun who was a little stunned, and asked with a smile: "You seem to like to repeat the last letter of other people's names?"

It took Mo Jun a while to react, and when he heard Luo Chuan's words, he looked puzzled: "Why did the prince say such a thing?"

Luo Chuan glanced at Mo Jun, and said meaningfully: "Last night, you slept with me on the same bed, and your name is me, Chuanchuan..."

Mo Jun's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant: "The prince said, what is my name...?"

Mo Jun's reaction was really strange, Luo Chuan explained: "Actually, it's not impossible for you to be called me Wang Chuanchuan... just don't be in front of servants..."

"No." Mo Jun interrupted Luo Chuan.

Mo Jun closed his eyes and opened them again, took off Luo Chuan's hand on his forehead, brought it to his lips and kissed carefully: "No, I won't be called Wang Ye Chuanchuan in the future."

A humble yet reverent gesture.The emotions contained in Mo Jun's words were very complicated, and Luo Chuan couldn't even figure it out.

"Then you are not allowed to call others like that in the future, and don't call Manager Mo Da Qingqing." Luo Chuan said.

Mo Jun raised his head, kissed Luo Chuan's lips again, bent his eyes and smiled: "I obey, my lord."

Luo Chuan looked at the surface of the lake that was slightly splashed with water. A red koi was slowly swimming downstream of the lotus leaves. Luo Chuan thought for a while, then turned his head to Mo Jun and smiled, and said, "This king will tell you a story." Listen, are you listening?"

"My lord, please tell me." Taking advantage of being close to Luo Chuan's face, Mo Jun unceremoniously kissed Luo Chuan's lips again.

Faced with Mo Jun's frenzied kisses all the time, Luo Chuan just smiled and continued to pamper him, and then began to tell stories.

"Once upon a time there was a small fish, and then there was a big fish. The big fish wanted to eat the small fish. Unfortunately, one day the small fish met the big fish."

"The little fish asked the big fish: "Big-fish-big-fish, do you like-like-eat-what-like-like-little-fish? "

"The big fish said: "I-like-like-eat-speak-talk-speak-slow-slow-little-fish. "

Xiaoyu replied: "Oh, Jiang Zi, I see."

"Hahahahaha!!!" Just as Luo Chuan finished speaking, Mo Jun laughed so hard that he bent down and rolled to the ground.

"Hahaha... my lord... are you telling a bad joke to Mo Jun?" Mo Jun couldn't breathe from laughing, holding his belly, he felt his stomach ache from laughing, tears came out from laughing.

Luo Chuan helped Mo Jun up from the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from Mo Jun's laughter: "Yeah, is it funny?"

Mo Jun nodded hastily: "It's funny, I laughed Mo Jun to death. Lonely, he would be cold when he told a bad joke, but the bad jokes that Wang Ye told were not only cold but also very funny. Hahaha..."

Mo Jun still couldn't stop laughing, as if he couldn't stop at all.Luo Chuan rubbed Mo Jun's stomach, and said, "Okay, stop laughing. My stomach will hurt later."

Mo Jun pulled Luo Chuan's lapel, smiled and kissed him, with tears from the corner of his eyes still hanging from the corner of his eyes: "Your Highness is really kind to Mo Jun."

Luo Chuan hummed, reached out his hand to touch Mo Jun's blushing face because he couldn't bear the heat, and said, "It will be hot in the future, my hand will cool you down, and I will tell you cold jokes."

The author has something to say: About this joke, hhh, because it is a very empty dynasty. 23333, various papers and notes in professional courses are going crazy these days.In a few days, I will be free, and I will go to read Handan Chun's "Laughing Forest" in the Wei Dynasty. If I can find something in it that is both suitable for modern people and easy to understand, I will replace it next time.

Click to increase collection but not increase, stupid author thinks about life with his chin in his hands.Do you have time to edit the article?

By the way, I heard that there is a super round and big moon today, but I didn’t see it when I went to the rooftop of the dormitory building, QAQ!