green fox

Chapter 13

"Junjun... are you asleep?" Mo Qing asked softly while lying in Qin Mujun's arms.

Yes, in the end Qin Mujun still couldn't hold Mo Qing back, so the two slept together. Of course, they didn't do anything like what Shang Wenxuan and Su Ju did tonight.

Mo Qing asked a question, and the only answer was his steady breathing. Mo Qing knew that Qin Mujun was asleep.

But the fox was a little reconciled. Shui Lingling's eyes blinked and blinked, suddenly brightened, as if thinking of something, then got up, sat cross-legged, put one hand on Qin Mujun's forehead, and the other on Qin Mujun's forehead. On his forehead, he was chanting some spells in his mouth.

Then nothing happened.

What is Mo Qing doing?Hehe, he used magic to enter Qin Mujun's dream to see what Qin Mujun was like in the dream.

When Mo Qing entered, he saw the sky full of stars, looked at the environment he was in, and felt as if he had entered a very beautiful world.

It turned out that Qin Mujun yearned for such a world.

The grass under her feet was soft, the fireflies were dancing around, and the sound of the river in front was very clear. Mo Qing felt that she was back in the mountains again, a little lonely, but she became richer because of these things.

Mo Qing changed back to her original shape, and it was more convenient to look for Qin Mujun around.

Later, Mo Qing found Qin Mujun in a pavilion by the lake, but it was Qin Mujun when he was a child.

Qin Mujun's small body was lying on the ground to write, the writing was crooked, but it was very cute.

"Huh? Dog" Qin Mujun spotted Mo Qing.

Mo Qing thought: You are a dog!I am a fox!

"Haha, you can't find a home." Qin Mujun stood up, patted the dust off his body, and pinched Mo Qing's ears.

Mo Qing didn't speak, but just looked at Qin Mujun quietly.

"Haha, today I learned two characters from my master, let me teach you how to write!" Qin Mujun said and then got down on the knees and continued to write the crooked, large and small characters.

"Today, Master taught me to write the word Love, it's so difficult to write." Qin Mujun touched his nose, his hand was stained with ink, so he wiped it on his nose.

Mo Qing looked a little funny, but still only maintained the appearance of a fox.

"I'm seven years old this year. My master says I'm very smart, and I can recite poems very quickly..." Qin Mujun chattered a lot of words, while the fox on the side listened carefully, his heart full of joy.

Junjun is so cute in his dream.The fox couldn't help but want to pounce on the little Qin Mujun and hug him wildly.

pause.

"Haha, puppy, do you know how to hold a pen? How about I teach you how to write?" Little Qin Mujun looked at the fox expectantly.

Fox shook his head.

"Oh, yes, your paws are different from mine, so you can watch me write." Qin Mujun said and started to write again.

"These two words are really difficult. The master said that if you don't practice well, you are not allowed to go home." Qin Mujun said worriedly, biting his sleeve.

The word love is difficult to write.

Love is a rare thing.

Love is hard to taste.

"Puppy, you look familiar. I saw a dog that looks exactly like you before. His name is Moqing. Haha, I like Moqing. He is so beautiful and treats me very well." Qin Mujun put down his pen, He rubbed Mo Qing's fox head and said.

Mo Qing was inexplicably moved, but her nose was a little sore, she blinked and found herself crying.

Later, Mo Qing left. He returned to the real scene, opened his eyes, found that the tears were still hanging on his face, raised his hand, wiped it casually with his sleeve twice, looked at Qin Mujun who was still sleeping soundly, and felt the tears in his heart. Thinking, in this life, he is only good to him.

But think about it, Qin Mujun only has one life, but he lives forever. If Qin Mujun can really be reborn as a human being, Mo Qing thinks, he will abandon everything to find him, even though he has forgotten everything that belongs to them...

Mo Qing smiled, and lay down in Qin Mujun's arms again, wrapping her arms around Qin Mujun's waist tightly.

tight.

Will not let go again.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Qing and Qin Mujun ate breakfast with Shang Wenxuan, yes, without plain utensils.

Seeing Shang Wenxuan's ruddy complexion, Mo Qing remembered the wind and rain between the two of them last night, and couldn't help laughing.Shang Wenxuan understood the meaning of Mo Qing's smile and blushed even more.

After breakfast, the two left.

Shang Wenxuan originally wanted to prepare a carriage for the two of them very politely, but was rejected by Qin Mujun, and Shang Wenxuan did not force it, and ordered to give Moqing the medicine on time, and then watched the two leave step by step.

After about a distance, Mo Qing turned around and Shang Wenxuan was still standing outside the door looking at them, and then saw a man limping towards them.

Su Ju supported Shang Wenxuan's arm with one hand, endured the pain in the rear, and shouted at Mo Qing and Qin Mujun: "Mo Qing, you have to take the initiative too!!! Mu Jun, take good care of Mo Qing Qing!!! You have to be good and keep going..."

What returned to Su Ju was the smiles of those two people.

Mo Qing waved her hand, and Qin Mujun disappeared into the crowd on the street.

Su Ju waved his hands reluctantly, then slowly lowered his head and cried.

"What's the matter? Does Gu'er still hurt behind him?" Shang Wenxuan held Su Gu's face in his hands.

"No, I can't bear them." Su Ju said.

"Hehe, Ju'er, some things are beyond human control. Mu Jun and Mo Qing are one of the many passers-by in our lives, but they are our good friends, so they go looking for things that belong to them. We Should be happy for them."

"Hmm..." Su Ju nodded with sobs.

The two walked into the gate, and their voices were gradually covered by the noise of the street.

The author has something to say: la la la la la la ~~~

The twelve chapters are actually not many eighteen bans, but they are still locked up with a handful of old tears