Get off the vulgar, smelly monk!

Looking at Bai Suxin's peaceful sleeping face, Moga was so excited that he felt a little nervous.

The voice of Bai Suxin calling him the Dharma name is still lingering in his ears. He is not sure what kind of mood the other party was calling him at that time, let alone whether Bai Suxin likes him.

"Hey Xiaobai, do you like me?"

He stroked Bai Suxin's forehead, recalling all the past, he thought he should like it...

Moga kept watch all night, and when it was approaching the lunch time of the second day, Bai Suxin was about to wake up finally.

"Well...Brother Meng Qing...don't..."

"..."

Moga was embarrassed for a moment, it wasn't that he deliberately misunderstood, this sentence is indeed arousing people's imagination, there is probably the second half of the sentence.

Bai Suxin groaned for a long time, finally opened his eyes, saw Mojia guarding by his side, jumped on him, and cried, "Brother Meng Qing, don't want Xiaobai...Xiaobai can catch fish..."

what don't don't...

Moga thought for a while before she understood what the other party wanted to express. Looking at his cheeks wet with tears, she felt very distressed.

He hugged Bai Suxin and said firmly: "Xiaobai is the most important person to my brother, the most precious treasure in the world, how dare I not want you!"

Bai Suxin wiped away tears in Moga's arms, looked up at him: "...Really?"

Moga lowered his head and met his gaze, and the cautious look in his hope made him feel very disappointed.

If Bai Suxin's mind recovers, he will definitely tease him severely.

Seeing that Moga didn't answer, the clear eyes began to glow again, Bai Suxin held his mouth, thinking that Brother Meng Qing must hate him and wanted to throw him away.

He slowly backed away from Moga's embrace, hugging the quilt and curling himself into a ball: "I see..."

Moga froze for a moment, pulled Bai Suxin out of the quilt with all his strength, and looked into the other person's eyes seriously: "Xiaobai, I will never abandon you. Really!"

Bai Suxin pursed his mouth, and looked at Moga without blinking. The big tears fell down without blinking. After a while, he sniffed and said, "I'm hungry..."

"..."

Moga resigned himself to cooking for others.

Bai Suxin lay down again, and soon fell asleep in the rice fragrance.

He had a dream, dreaming that his brother Meng Qing turned into a bald head, and he was clinging to the other person's body, kissing the earlobe of the other person as if to flatter him, brother Meng Qing who was dressed as a monk couldn't help but kiss him , In the end, the two of them were entangled together with firewood and fire, and their fingers were intertwined and intimate.

He woke up from the dream, the ambiguous sound of water stains was still in his ears, and his ears felt hot and his heart beat faster.

Moga sat next to him with shredded chicken porridge, and when he saw his cheeks flushed, he stretched out his hand and said, "Uncomfortable?"

Bai Suxin blinked, recalled the scene in the dream, and immediately blushed even more.

Moga became worried: "What's wrong?"

Bai Suxin looked at Moga's face for a while, and asked: "You...why...you..."

Moga waited for a long time, but Bai Suxin didn't come up with "you". Just as he was curious, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he grabbed the man's shoulder: "Did you remember something?"

Bai Suxin was still immersed in the horror of that dream, hearing Moga's question, he immediately retorted: "No!"

Magga raised an eyebrow.

Such a big reaction must have happened.

"……noob."

Bai Suxin said "hmm", took a deep breath, then rolled over and got out of bed... ran away barefoot.At this moment, his mind is full of images from his dreams, and he really doesn't know how to face this stinky monk who was once pure-hearted, so he can only choose to run away.It's a pity he forgot that Moga also practiced.

Before he could run out of the courtyard door, Moga had already grabbed his arm and pulled him back. With his arms around him, he hugged him tightly, bowed his head and kissed him.

Bai Suxin's back stiffened, and the back of his head was locked.

"Uh...uh, let go..."

Moga's expression darkened: "Don't let go. When did you recover?"

"Just now!" Bai Suxin stared at Moga.The story is not over yet!

"...Ha, you, put... ah!"

Moga didn't listen at all, all he wanted to do now was press him on the bed and make him cry.Why run?What a reaction!

He pressed the person on the bed and gently sucked the other person's collarbone.

"Xiaobai, I like you."

Bai Suxin trembled, unable to push away the people who left marks on his body indiscriminately.He just felt like a lifetime away, as if he realized that he liked Moga in his previous life, but he still liked him in this life, the difference was that this time, the person he liked also liked him.

He hugged Moga's head and called out, "Moga...Meng Qing."

Moga looked up: "Huh?"

Then he saw Bai Suxin smiled, pressed a kiss on his forehead, and said hoarsely: "Continue."

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the last few days...

That's the end of the short

Next, I will wholeheartedly save the full text and organize the outline.

I feel like writing impromptu is sick and suicidal...