"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 100 The Little Fox and the Scholar

The atmosphere in the room was quiet, and after a while, Shui also moved his body, looking at the man in front of him again as if meeting him for the first time.

"Do you know that if you swear to the monster, what will happen if you break your promise in the future?" Shui also asked him.

Mo Chi turned his head to look at Yun Chu, who was looking at him with tears in his eyes, and then turned to look at him: "I don't know, but I don't think there is any need to know."

"Heh." Just after he finished speaking, Yang Gu, who was sitting next to Shui Ye, sneered, "Mr. Mo is very confident in himself."

Mo Chi looked at him and smiled, but didn't speak.

The man's smile was too annoying, Yanggu's hands on the table were slightly clenched into fists, he opened his mouth and was about to speak, but the water beside him suddenly stood up: "Let's go."

"Hey?!" Yang Gu didn't react for a while, he stood up behind the other party, "Just leave like this? Where's Xiao Yunduo?"

Shui Ye glanced lightly at Yun Chu who was beside Mo Chi, and there was no emotion in his voice: "Since he wants to stay here, let him stay."

"But……"

Yun Chu looked at Shui Ye, and listening to his words, a look of surprise flashed across his face: "Thank you, Shui Ye!"

Shui didn't speak, and pulled up Yanggu, who looked reluctant, and gave Mo Chi a deep look with his pale golden eyes. In the next second, the figures of the two disappeared in a puff of smoke.

There were only the two of them left in the small thatched hut. They moved their hands slightly as if they had never appeared before. When Mo Chi came back to his senses, he saw the young man staring blankly at the water. In the direction where He Yanggu disappeared, there was a touch of reluctance in his eyes.

Although the young man didn't say anything, Mo Chi knew that he was always reluctant to part with those two people. After all, they existed like family members...

"Don't be sad, there will be a chance to meet again in the future." Mo Chi put his hand on the young man's thin shoulders to comfort him, Yun Chu lowered his head, his eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, feeling a little sad in his heart, Yang Gu loved him so much , but he didn't listen to the other party's words and made people angry. Yanggu must be very sad.

On this side Yun Chu lowered his head and blamed himself sadly, but on the other side Yang Gu was directly brought to his own mansion in the capital by Shui Ye's spell.

The man with a monstrous appearance looked at the extremely familiar room in front of him, and couldn't react for a while.

"Since Yunchu has decided to live with that human being, from now on you don't have to worry about him being alone on the mountain without food, just stay here." The voice of Shui Ye who let go of his hand Faint.

Listening to his words, Yang Gu's eyes gradually turned into two crescents, and he smiled like a cat stealing fish: "Shui also said, but it's what I thought?"

Shui also looked at his face with a charming smile, the pale golden pupils gradually deepened, the Adam's apple under the collar rolled unconsciously, and the expression on Junya's face was calm: "What are you thinking?"

Yanggu looked at him pretending to be calm, tilted his head, and suddenly laughed twice, his voice was low and hoarse, entwined with traces of sexiness, he stepped forward two steps, stretched his arms around the man's neck, and moved closer to him. The other party's white neck, sticking out the tip of the tongue, gently licked the warm and delicate skin.

"you guess?"

The man suddenly choked for breath.

Half a month after Shui Ye and Yang Gu left, Yun Chu and Mo Chi ushered in the first snow this winter.

The pointed roof is covered with a layer of snow white, and there are charcoal pots in the small room. The room is as warm as spring. Mo Chi is wearing an indigo long-distance racer, his hair is loosely tied behind his head with a ribbon, and he is sitting At the table, he looked at the results given to him by the other party after teaching Yunchu how to write during this period of time.

The thin paper is full of small tadpoles, crooked and unique, occasionally mixed with one or two drops of ink and traces of dried unknown liquid. There is a small plum blossom print in the lower right corner of the paper, and the side is drooping. Only Yun Chu could write his name in such a feeble manner with just two words.

Mo Chi looked at the small plum blossom seal, and thought of the other party's face lying on the desk with a pen in one hand, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The snowflakes outside the house were still falling, and Yun Chu's voice suddenly came from the yard: "Achi, Achi..."

The boy's cheerful voice moved from far to near, Mo Chi put down the book in his hand and looked up to the door, only to see a furry head poking in from the door.

The young man was wearing the winter clothes that Mo Chi had specially ordered from the town. The bright red color complemented his flushed face from the cold, and he was warmer than the winter sun.

A pair of black and round eyes are like two clear springs, full of joy.

Mo Chi watched the other party look at him excitedly, the snowflakes on his head melted into drops of water the moment they touched the heat in the room, and wet his hair.

"What's wrong?" Mo Chi looked at him gently, his dark and deep eyes were full of doting.

Yun Chu stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a bright smile: "Come out, I have something to show you."

Mo Chi looked at his mysterious look, smiled lightly twice, got up in coordination and stepped forward: "What is it?"

Yun Chu stepped back and stood in the middle of the courtyard: "You come out first."

Mo Chi stepped out of the door, stood in the courtyard and looked at him: "Okay, I'm coming out."

"Hey hey..." Mo Chi looked at Yun Chu, smiling a bit slyly, and before he could react, he suddenly jumped in front of Yun Chu like a rabbit.

Mo Chi only saw the opponent's red fingertips and the flashing white shadow, and then there was a burst of biting coldness that slid down his neck and erupted from his back. For a moment, Mo Chi felt that he might be killed. Frozen into ice sculptures.

The boy was still hanging on him like a koala, with his hands tightly around his neck, smiling happily.

Mo Chi: "..."

The man's handsome face was full of helplessness, and he stretched out his hand to support the other's pi to prevent him from falling: "Happy?"

Yun Chu nodded: "Happy!"

Mo Chi smiled helplessly, and patted his back with the other hand: "Come down, let me see your hand."

"Oh." Yun Chu got down from him obediently. Mo Chi held his hand, looked at his red skin from the cold, and felt sorry for him: "How many times have I told you not to grasp the snow with your hands, but you just can't learn it well." , when the time comes, you will suffer from frostbite, and you will feel better."

The concern in the man's voice couldn't be stopped, even if he was being scolded, Yun Chu laughed foolishly.

Seeing this, Mo Chi couldn't utter the words of reproach. He could only sigh deeply, then took the man's hand and turned into the house.