【Xingmo】My boyfriend is from the Ming Dynasty

Mr. Xinghua walked back while holding the inspection sheet. Mo Cangli's indicators were normal, but how could a person suddenly become cold?He raised his eyes to Mo Cangli who was sitting in the waiting area, and he had returned to normal after waking up.No medicine was prescribed, but various inspection fees were still required.

"How is it?" Mr. Xinghua held the inspection sheet in his hand, put on his glasses and looked at it for a while, and it was indeed correct.

"It's all right now, but I don't know what's going on." Mo Cangli looked at him and said, "There were few things I didn't know before, but here I am challenging everywhere."

"Oh, I'm really worried about you." Mr. Xinghua leaned back and stared blankly at the ceiling of the hospital for a while. "Go home? Go home."

"Ah."

In the master bedroom, Mr. Xinghua took out a roll of electric blanket.It was the autumn and winter weather, and he didn't dare to be too slack about Mo Cangli's situation, and always warmed up the blanket for him before going to bed.

"The nursing fee is 500 yuan a day, remember it." Mr. Xinghua said while shaking off the quilt.He rolled a floor bunk next to him. The sofa was too narrow for him, and he couldn't stretch his legs and feet. He must have a sore back and backache after sleeping until the morning.As for Mo Cangli, that Ming Dynasty man didn't think much of it, he was able to sleep on the sofa for several months.

In fact, most of Juzi's trips were spent on meals and sleeping in the open, so he settled it hastily, and it was rare for him to sleep in an inn.It is enough to have a soft sofa to sleep on.

Mo Cangli clasped his hands on his stomach like a dead person, and closed his eyes.This position is not relaxing, he froze for a while, finally gave up the position, rolled over, and put his hand under the pillow.

There is no dagger underneath, but he still refuses to take it out. The habit of many years is like the movement of cleaning a mirror, especially when people pass by, it is even more difficult to change.

The light from the outside shines through the gaps in the curtains, Mr. Xinghua seems to have fallen asleep a long time ago, and his ability to fall asleep is so strong that Mo Cangli is so strong that he is jealous.

Or you come up to sleep, like before.

Mo Cangli suddenly wanted to say this to him, but how long ago? ...hundreds of years ago.But he was afraid that he might have misunderstood something, and Mo Cangli had no other intentions, just thought, so that he could get used to it and feel more at ease.After all, this is the host's bed.

Mo Cangli tilted his head sideways, which made his nose keenly smell the smell of the master's pillow.It's just a clean cotton taste, nothing special.In the past... the Xinghuajun hundreds of years ago was different.He was so keen on stuffing his pillows with drugs that his hair smelled of drugs.He also made one for himself, but lost it when Yuguo fled.

How nice he is.As good as he wants... If he wants to fall in love with others and take away all the hard-won goodness, he will definitely set up a situation to retake his own interests without hesitation.

You are the worst person in the world.he said to himself.Neither respond to him, but love to tie him up.Tell him to run errands, make him do medicine.He said he was willing, and he really felt at ease.

He is a giant.

Mo Cangli caressed the disappeared Juzi seal.He is a giant, he has a life-and-death agreement with Zhi Geliu, a life-and-death agreement with the Mohists, and a life-and-death agreement with the world, Xinghuajun can't grab them.

Gradually, he calmed down, and he realized that he had thought too much. After all, abandoning those bloody storms and blood inheritance, his top priority should be Mr. Xinghua.

Mr. Xinghua was awakened by some desires.It's nothing like having a spring dream. He hasn't had a stable relationship in seven or eight years, and he usually relies on his left and right hands.In the past, the face of the object of the spring dream was extremely blurred, and it was impossible to see who it was.But this time... Mr. Xinghua looked at the bed, fortunately... no one was there.

God, even if he likes this type, it shouldn't be this eccentric person!

Mr. Xinghua lifted the quilt, and a tent was already set up between his legs.In disbelief, he banged his head against the bathroom mirror twice, and then worked hard with his right hand.

Just when the silver bottle broke and burst, Mo Cangli suddenly appeared at the door.His icy voice was pouring down like a bucket of cold water.All the fires of Mr. Xinghua were extinguished.

"I bought you breakfast, it's on the table. Also, remember to close the door." After finishing speaking, he left.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Xinghuajun's heart is galloping.Xinghuajun's heart was turbulent.Now, all he wanted was to yell.But unfortunately, he could only put his pants on with a blushing face.Then shut yourself in the room.

When he went out to work, he didn't dare to look at Mo Cangli, he muttered something in a low voice and then fled in a panic.

Met Emperor Wen again.Xinghua Jun watched him leaning against the reception desk of the inpatient department and chatting with the little nurse from a distance, making people laugh non-stop. He suddenly thought that Wen Huang was such a virtuous person when he was in medical school.He is a very charming person, and he is very good at using his charm.Before he noticed, Mr. Xinghua was about to turn his head and leave, when Wen Huang rushed up and patted his shoulder.

"Hey alumnus, are you off work? It's been a long time to have a drink? Qianxue is here too!"

Xinghuajun patted the shoulder that Wen Huang had patted in disgust. "Long time? I just met a few days ago! Don't go, I'm a good wife and man, and someone is waiting at home." In desperation, he moved out of Mo Cangli and made up an excuse.

"Oh? Did you say it wasn't your boyfriend?"

"Uh……"

"Oh, let's go, let's go, Mr. Xinghua. It's rare for old school friends to meet!"

Wen Huang couldn't help him to refuse again, and dragged him away.

Coming out of the bar, Mr. Xinghua was already dizzy. After throwing the car keys to the driver, he unbuttoned his shirt, trying to let the night wind blow him awake.

Wen Huang and Qianxue Guming sang together to persuade him to drink, which seemed to be premeditated.

Mr. Xinghua rolled up his sleeves, and walked into the house with vain steps.He tossed the coat and dumped it on his bed.

Mo Cangli groaned, he was already about to fall asleep.This person fell on him inexplicably, heavy and heavy, and smelled of alcohol.

"You are so soft..." He hugged Mo Cangli through the quilt, and he didn't know whether he said this to his quilt or to Mo Cangli.

"You've been drinking, don't come closer, it smells bad." Mo Cangli pushed him, and the man supported his upper body and patted his forehead. "Well... why are you on my bed?"

I drank a lot.Mo Cangli glanced at him, his face was flushed even with the lights off. "Ugh, I want to vomit..." He covered his mouth as he said.Because he was afraid that he would really vomit all over himself, Mo Cangli hurriedly got up and half helped and half dragged him into the toilet.Turned on the shower head in the bathroom.

Mo Cangli patiently helped him while unbuttoning him, seeing the man's calm expression, Mr. Xing Hua thought of the image of the vague-faced man naked in his dream.Throat is a little dry.

"We... how similar are we?" He grabbed Mo Cang's hand that had unbuttoned his fourth button, and the latter was taken aback, realizing that he was talking about another Xinghua.

"Are you sober? Then wash yourself."

"Don't keep avoiding the problem." He firmly grasped Mo Cangli's hand, "No... Today I just want to know how much I resemble your ex-boyfriend."

The drunkard Xinghuajun is very unreasonable.

Mo Cangli looked away, "He is not my ex-boyfriend. We are just friends."

"No, no," Mr. Xinghua shook his head from side to side, "I don't believe it, every time you look at me, you feel weird. I think you are looking at him, don't you? Then tell me..."

"Why do you have to ask clearly?" Mo Cangli interrupted him. "The answer to this question is very important to you." He continued with the declarative sentence, his tone strong. "You like me too, right?"

The water in the bathtub overflowed to the feet, Mr. Xinghua was taken aback by this forceful rhetorical question, and took half a step back involuntarily.God arranged a slippery situation at this moment, and in a flash, the object of Chun's dream was pressed against the wall by him.

What an ambiguous distance, if you don't do something at this moment and don't take the initiative to attack, is it still Mr. Xinghua?So he faltered and asked, "Can... can it be?"

"You also didn't answer my question."

"Hi... I like it! I like it!" Xinghuajun roared in a broken jar.

"That's a pity, my answer is no. Xinghua... don't make the same mistakes again." As he said that, he broke away from Mr. Xinghua's hand.