The host of fast travel is Bailian in the prosperous age

At night, Xu Moshu took out the blood Su Mu gave him and poured it on the ground, then sat on the bed and waited for Su Mu to come.

Xu Moshu leaned against the bed and waited, but he never saw Su Mu come.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he was about to close the door to sleep, he felt a gust of wind blowing.

coming.

Xu Moshu sat up and looked at the door motionlessly.

Suddenly, a girl in a red dress fell outside the door. She walked in and saw Xu Moshu lying on the bed at a glance.

Su Mu raised her eyebrows, and she walked up to Xu Moshu with a smile on her eyes: "Why did you remember to look for me? Did you miss me?"

Xu Moshu smiled: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time."

While talking, he got out of bed, looked at Su Mu's graceful figure and joked: "I don't know how many little brothers we have hooked up with in the past few years? They seem to be doing well!"

And a figure outside the door froze when he heard Xu Moshu's words.

Su Mu's eyes moved, and she sat next to Xu Moshu, with a nonchalant expression on her face: "There are only a dozen or so, tsk, in the end, their families were ruined."

"very pitiful."

Pitiful?

Xu Moshu snorted lightly, and he looked up at the distant sky: "Poor people must have something to hate!"

Su Mu's death was because his husband found the mistress, and the mistress provoked a divorce, so Su Mu was forced to death by his husband himself.

She hated those men.

Su Mu sighed softly, she turned to look at Xu Moshu, and said, "Don't talk about me, let's talk about you, how did you get out?"

Not only does Mo Shu have the aura of a ghost, but also a man.

And this man...

Su Mu put his peripheral vision on the eavesdropper outside the door.

Hearing Su Mu's question, Xu Moshu scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "It's just... an onmyoji."

He didn't show his teeth and claws in front of Su Mu like he did in front of Song Xun. He was extremely docile, just like a rebellious younger brother meeting his older sister.

Song Xun pursed his lips.

Su Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked gossipingly, "... Onmyoji? Do you like Mo Shu?"

Hearing Su Mu's words, Song Xun's heart skipped a beat.

He looked up into the room, waiting for Xu Moshu's answer.

Of course Xu Moshu knew that Song Xun was outside, and he pondered in his heart for a long time before he said, "I...I don't know, I just feel very...comfortable with him.

I just... like being with him very much, seeing... seeing him go with other people will make me sad, sad, and... I will be afraid that he will not want me. Sometimes, I admit, I approached him at the beginning for the sake of Take away his body, but...but then..."

Xu Moshu pursed his lips, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes: "Su Mu, this...do you like it?"

Su Mu smiled, and tapped Xu Moshu's forehead: "Idiot, of course."

Song Xun felt a little unreal.

Xu Moshu said that he...he liked him.

He likes him.

He, Xu Moshu, admitted that he liked him, Song Xun.

Song Xun felt as if honey had been smeared thickly on his heart, so sweet that he couldn't believe it was real.

But the chilly wind told him all the time that it was true.

Xu Moshu really liked him.

[Ding——The favorability of the target of the attack is +15, and the current favorability is 90. ]