Can the tail be tickled?

Most of Mo Ziyi's injuries had healed.

Changzhu Shuli is a natural medical practitioner, her spiritual power can heal all injuries, and with her nurturing twice a day in the morning and evening, the serious injury that almost took Mo Ziyi's life is also gradually healed.The damaged meridian has almost recovered, but a large blood scab has formed on the chest that was originally smooth and white, just like the dark cloud that suddenly appeared in the clear sky, it is a bit abrupt.

Through the window, the breeze blows into the house with the warmth of noon.

People were coming and going on the street, Mo Ziyi's portrait was hung in the most conspicuous place, and even a few monks could be seen aggressively holding weapons, looking around the street.

The portrait used to arrest him was very realistic, exactly the same as his appearance, as if it had been carefully carved, and there was a small black mole on his forehead.

Mo Ziyi lifted up the broken hair on his forehead, took a look in the mirror, held the mirror and moved to Ye Wuhui's side, and said to him in amazement: "Look, the portrait with the arrest warrant is really quite a bit like that." It looks like my face is covered with ink, and then printed directly on the paper. I don’t even know that I have a small mole!!”

Ye Wuhui was flipping through the book, without raising his head, he said calmly, "I drew it."

"!!!" Mo Ziyi said, "You observe so carefully, and you still say you don't like me?"

Ye Wuhui said: "Look carefully, draw more realistically, and you will be caught earlier."

"You're lying! If you want me to be caught, just do it yourself." Mo Ziyi raised his eyebrows, stretched out his index finger, and stuck it to Ye Wuhui's lips, staring straight at him with his long and narrow eyes. Frivolously, "Little brother, are you reluctant to part with me?"

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——"Husband?"

"You... what did you call me?"

"Husband." Mo Ziyi grinned, continued to pretend to be innocent, and yelled several times, "Little brother said he wanted to raise me and not let me learn from small animals, so I can only call you Husband , isn’t it, husband, husband, husband?”

Ye Wuhui seemed to have seen Mo Ziyi, who was invincible in his previous life, who was indebted and fond of teasing him, and agreed by a strange coincidence——

"......Eh."

"..."

"........."

Ye Wuhui in this life is extraordinary!

Mo Ziyi held back the surging joy in his heart, and thought that Ye Wuhui was thin-skinned, and he would accept it when he saw it, so he put away the joke, took Ye Wuhui's hand, and said in the clear and clear voice of that boy: "Little Brother, accompany me to buy a few roasted chickens."

It just so happened that there was a grilled chicken seller opposite the small shop where they were sitting, and they went straight to the opposite side to wait after making tea money.

Ye Wuhui was startled when he heard the number: "Twenty?"

Mo Ziyi shrugged: "That's right, I made a bet with my brother, and I lost twenty roast chickens and two spirit stones."

This shop looks small, but the speed is quite fast. Xu Shiben roasted more than a dozen heads and prepared them in the back. Not long after, the waiter came out and asked, "How do you take it away, the guest officer?"

The grilled chicken shop at the foot of Xianmen Mountain has naturally made sufficient preparations. If they want to put it into the space magic weapon, they will wrap it in a special paper, so that the roasting smell will not be emitted, and the space will not be disturbed. The magic weapon smells like roast chicken; if you carry it directly, it will be easy, and you can take it away in a bag of kraft paper.

Mo Ziyi took out a piece of yellow talisman, slapped it on the counter, and said, "Pretend as you like, just put them one by one on the talisman paper later."

This talisman is a small space teleportation array, it cannot teleport people, it can only teleport small objects and the like.One end of this talisman was carried on Mo Ziyi's body, and the other end was pasted by him on the roof of Yang Xinghe's bedroom.

I don't know if this stupid leopard will go crazy with joy when he sees the roast chicken falling from his head!

It also takes time to send the roast chicken. After tossing and tossing for a long time, it was already getting late. On the way back, they still chose to walk. Ye Wuhui held Mo Ziyi's hand tightly and reminded him to be careful of the stones on the mountain road. tripped.Mo Ziyi followed him and nodded obediently.

Soon, they arrived at the main entrance of Qing Yanzong.

Ye Wuhui's dormitory and the room arranged by the Zizai Gate are in two directions, and after entering the gate, they have to walk separately.

Although Mo Ziyi didn't want to separate from Ye Wuhui so early, but the transformation time was almost over, and if he didn't leave, he would reveal his secrets, so Mo Ziyi reluctantly let go of Ye Wuhui's hand.

Ye Wuhui asked: "Tomorrow... Will you come out tomorrow...?"

"Okay." Mo Ziyi held up two fingers on each of his left and right hands, and pinched them, "But it can only be like today, two hours. I have to go back to practice, otherwise I will be embarrassed in the ring in a few days, and I will lose it." The face of Zizaimen."

Naturally, this is not the reason. If Yin Wuqing cares about face, how could he even forget the competition?However, in front of Ye Wuhui, you still have to pretend to be cute.

"...Then, then I will... practice with you tomorrow."

"How can we practice together? Wouldn't that be double cultivation?" Mo Ziyi pretended to be surprised, then changed into a shy expression, lowered his head, blushed, and pointed his fingertips together one after another. "Husband, you are so impatient."

Ye Wuhui was amused, sighed helplessly, and rubbed Mo Ziyi's hair: "...then, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow!" Mo Ziyi waved to Ye Wuhui, ran two steps towards the Zizai door, stopped as if remembering something, turned around, and saw Ye Wuhui still standing where he was.

"Little brother!" He ran back stoutly, aimed at the stone at his feet, stepped on it calmly, slipped on the sole of his foot, and threw himself on the ground.

Ye Wuhui was shocked, and quickly reached out to support him.Mo Ziyi hooked his neck easily, and his thin lips brushed against Ye Wuhui's cheek inadvertently, and then he fell into his arms.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Wuhui helped Mo Ziyi up, took his hand and checked it several times.

"It's all right." Mo Ziyi got up, patted his buttocks, took out two boxes of well-packaged pastries, and puffed up his chest, "Give these two boxes to my little brother, don't always keep a straight face in the future, something to do Tell me, I'm very sweet!" He handed the pastry to Ye Wuhui's hand, waved his hand, and hurriedly fled the scene before Ye Wuhui could react with a smile.

The bad plan succeeded, and Mo Ziyi caressed his tricked lips while running.It would be great if I could kiss other places again!

Holding the pastry, Ye Wuhui looked at the young man's leaving figure, belatedly recalling the soft and delicate touch on his cheeks just now.

"..."

How can wrestling fall just past his cheek!

It was clearly intentional!

Bad, really bad!

He stroked that side with his fingertips for a long time, a little smile appeared in his eyes.

Seriously...bad and sweet...