Fast Transmigration: Happy World

After everyone left, Ji Kang pushed Mo Chengfeng and whispered, "Master, you can let me go."

Mo Chengfeng laughed lightly when he heard the words, not only didn't let go, but stuck tighter: "What? After using this leader, you don't want it anymore?"

"No..." Ji Kang's ears turned red in an instant, "It's just that my knees were swollen when I was kneeling yesterday, and now I'm sticking to them, and it hurts..."

Mo Chengfeng quickly picked up Ji Kang sideways, carried him onto the bed in the inner room, and then lifted Ji Kang's trouser legs, only to find that it was really swollen.

Seeing the injury, Mo Chengfeng just frowned and took out a red porcelain bottle from his belt, picked out some ointment with the tip of his little finger, and then gently applied it to Ji Kang's injury.

Ji Kang only felt that his knees were very cold and stinging, he turned his head and gritted his teeth to bear it, with tears in the corners of his eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

After Mo Chengfeng finished applying the ointment, he looked up and saw such a scene. He hurriedly moved over and kissed away the tears from the corners of the other's eyes. His voice was very gentle: "Don't bear the pain, it hurts me even more."

"Master..." Ji Kang threw himself into Mo Chengfeng's arms with an expression of emotion, while the other party gently circled him and patted his back.

If the scarlet letter hadn't been swiping in front of Ji Kang's eyes, he would have believed Mo Chengfeng's infatuation with him: "System, can you block this scarlet letter reminder?"

Originally, Ji Kang, who was equipped with skills, should be a master of drama, but who knows that the target is a high-level drama master. Under the performance of the other party, he only has the chance to be swiped.

"Okay, it's blocked." The system set the reminder to be visible only to the system, and lamented that the skill "Birth of a Playwright" is really easy to use, and this is the correct way to open the happy world.

When Ji Kang's sobbing stopped, Mo Chengfeng slightly opened the distance between the two: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat together?"

Ji Kang shook his head: "I didn't have a good rest last night. Although it's rare to stay by the leader's side, going there like this has disturbed the leader's interest." Now he really doesn't know what to do with the birth of this playwright .

"Then you can take a rest." Mo Chengfeng said as he took out another brocade box from his sleeve.

Ji Kang: "..." This ancient man really hides things on his body.

Mo Chengfeng opened the brocade box, inside was a jade hairpin, engraved on it was a budding magnolia flower: "I saw what I saw today, and I thought it would be very suitable for you, so I brought it here."

This jade looked like a high-grade mutton fat white jade, and when Ji Kang saw it, he felt a little out of control, and even a playwright couldn't suppress his urge to come up with an abacus and value this jade hairpin.

Mo Chengfeng took all of Ji Kang's changes into his eyes. Although the temperament of the person in front of him was similar to today's, but today he seemed more real, even his expression was much more vivid, but there was still no emotion in his eyes.

Only when seeing these, the emotions in the eyes will be different, but they are different, it is said to be greedy, but the desire in the eyes is not deep, interesting.

Mo Chengfeng closed the brocade box and put it in Ji Kang's hand: "Nine-eighth, you should keep it alive. You can rest well today, and the leader of Japan will come to see you tomorrow."

"Yes." Ji Kang nodded, and the corners of his eyes were stained with tears again because of his reluctance.

Mo Chengfeng sighed helplessly, and gently wiped it off with his fingertips: "If you always cry so much, my leader will feel sorry for you."

"But I don't want the leader to feel bad."

"Then don't cry."

"I, I can't control it..."

"If I can't control it, I'm afraid I can only stop the pain by killing you."

Ji Kang: "..." Master, the plot of the White Lotus is not written in this way, why don't you rearrange it?

Seeing Ji Kang's dumbfounded expression, Mo Chengfeng chuckled again: "You're just kidding, if Jiuba dies, my leader won't be so distressed? You should take a good rest, this leader will leave first."

After saying this, Mo Chengfeng's progress has become 2. Although there is still a big gap from 10, for Mo Chengfeng, it is a leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.

After Mo Chengfeng left, Ji Kang, relying on Huo Rong's nature, first estimated the market price of the jade hairpin that Mo Chengfeng had just given with a pen and paper, and then drew a portrait of Mo Chengfeng, the hero who saved the beauty, before he could Take control of your body.

Ji Kang rubbed the drawing paper and threw it aside: "It's strange that Mo Chengfeng's progress has increased."

The system encourages: "Come on, you can do it."

Ji Kang asked: "System, what is the basis for your progress?"

"keep it up, you can do it."

Hearing this, Ji Kang raised his eyebrows: "Playing stupid again? I know you didn't reply automatically."

"keep it up, you can do it."

It seems that the system is going to pretend to be crazy to the end, and Ji Kang has nothing to do about it, so he can only sigh and lay down on the table: "I don't know what happened to Zhang Luoning?"

"He's doing well, don't worry."

Ji Kang asked: "You came out again at this time?"

System: "..." I originally wanted to use the task objective to comfort the host, and change the subject by the way, but I didn't expect it to fail.

In the next few days, Mo Chengfeng would come to see Ji Kang, help him with medicines, and give him some gold, silver and jewelry as gifts, while Ji Kang would resign with a white flower, while calculating the accounts for each gift clearly.

Of course, after each calculation, a few portraits of Mo Chengfeng will be drawn. After the painting is finished, it will be crumpled into waste paper and taken away the next day.Every quarter of an hour after the waste paper is collected, Mo Chengfeng's progress will increase by a little bit, and finally it has increased to 3.

Ji Kang recuperated like this for three or four days, and his knee was fine.And Mo Chengfeng didn't seem to have any intention of teaching Ji Kang etiquette, he just came to accompany him.

On this day, Mo Chengfeng asked Ji Kang to go to a yard to enjoy flowers together. The garden was full of flowers. Many varieties Ji Kang had only seen in books. Ji Kang looked at Mo Chengfeng with his head propped up. He didn't know what to say now. What, if there are no lines, there will be no human design.

Seeing Ji Kang's posture, Mo Chengfeng chuckled and asked, "Are you bored in Jiuba?"

Ji Kang was startled, and hurriedly sat upright shaking his head in a panic: "Jiuba looked at the godly figure of the leader, and didn't know what to say for a moment, but Jiuba made the leader feel bored..."

Mo Chengfeng gently scratched the tip of Ji Kang's nose: "No, my leader likes Jiuba's temperament very much. Since Jiuba doesn't know what to say, then I will dance the sword for you."

Ji Kang pretended to be flattered: "Can Jiuba really have this honor?"

Mo Chengfeng smiled and said nothing, took the soft sword from his waist, and began to dance.Ji Kang doesn't know martial arts or dance, especially if these things need to be understood with emotion, it's even more difficult for him to understand.

But in Mo Chengfeng's sword dance, Ji Kang noticed "beauty", even if it was only the beauty of curves.

Mo Chengfeng danced with a sword, and picked a flower with the sword, and handed it to Ji Kang: "How?"

"Very beautiful." Ji Kang hadn't recovered from the scene where the sword was like a rainbow just now, so when he answered, he really thought about it.

Mo Chengfeng sat down and drank the tea in his cup: "Did you learn martial arts before [-]?"

Ji Kang lowered his head, with some disappointment in his eyes: "I don't remember, but I don't think I have ever learned it. How can I look like a martial artist with such a weak body?"

Mo Chengfeng stared closely at Ji Kang's expression, and when he saw nothing unusual, he slowly smiled and said, "How about you, bishop? Although this hand of flying flowers and falling swords is not a peerless martial art, it is enough for you to protect yourself. You usually play around with it." Playing can also strengthen your body."

"Really?" Ji Kang quickly stood up and knelt down on the ground, "Jiuba is here to thank the leader."

Mo Chengfeng didn't stop him. It wasn't until Ji Kang finished a series of actions that he held Ji Kang's wrist with a smile and helped him up: "Why be so polite, you are my current male favourite."

"Hmm..." At this point, Ji Kang's expression dimmed a bit, Mo Chengfeng noticed it, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ji Kang gritted his teeth, pursed his lips and shook his head, saying nothing, but his voice was obviously lower than before.

Mo Chengfeng asked again, and Ji Kang replied: "I just heard from Sister Suyin that there were 97 male favorites before the leader, so I thought that there might be ninety-nine or one hundred after [-]th..."

Mo Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words: "Oh? Then do you know what happened to the previous male favorite?"

Ji Kang nodded: "Jiuba knows, they are all dead. Jiuba has forgotten most of it. If it weren't for the leader, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago. Maybe I would have really sunk into the pond like before...

Jiuba is not afraid of death, he has served the leader before, and he is already satisfied with the leader's sincerity at this moment.

It's just that as soon as [-] thought that there would be countless male favorites after [-], I wanted to resent myself for not being able to keep the leader's heart at this moment. "

"How could it be?" Mo Chengfeng kissed Ji Kang on the forehead, "My leader has only spoiled you now, and he has only spoiled you in this way."

Ji Kang's eye circles were slightly red, and he couldn't believe it: "Really?"

"Fake." The system spoke suddenly, breaking the affectionate picture, and the scarlet letter was swiped in front of it until the system crashed.

Ji Kang replied to the system: "I also know it's fake, but this is the attitude." What he wants to ask is that Mo Chengfeng will not kill him in the short term. It's hard to say.

Seeing Ji Kang's dazed eyes, Mo Chengfeng sighed helplessly, lowered his head and leaned on Ji Kang's shoulder: "Really, it's not as good as this, the leader promised that after [-], there will be no more ninety-nine, one hundred or even one hundred..."

"Master..." Tears welled up in Ji Kang's eyes, and then he felt that he was losing his composure, so he took out a handkerchief and secretly wiped away his tears.

Hearing the sobs of the people beside him, Mo Chengfeng got up and hugged Ji Kang into his arms: "Fool, why don't we start practicing swords tomorrow..."

"it is good."

Later, on the seventh day, Mo Chengfeng really taught Ji Kang how to use the sword, and also taught the first move of flying flowers and falling swords, just because this first move is a murderous move, Mo Chengfeng said that even if he learned slowly, he only understood this move It is also enough to save lives.

Seven days later, Mo Chengfeng didn't come. Only when Ji Kang asked in the morning did he know that Mo Chengfeng had gone out. He knew that the opportunity had come.