C3 (1/2)

Mo Yunfei walked out of the Palace and stood on the cobblestone path beside the pavilion. He tilted his head and looked at Nangong Jue, who was chasing after him. His left arm was placed across his chest while his right arm was placed on top of it. He touched his chin and looked at it from head to toe. His eyes were bold and unrestrained. Looking at Nangong Jue's engraved face, Mo Yunfei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Because of his big brother's matter, he didn't have the time to pay attention to the people around him. Now that he was free, he could see that this man was quite handsome.

Its carving-like features were enthralling and profound, and its long and narrow eyes were filled with a biting cold light. Its dark blue tight suit perfectly wrapped its muscular body, allowing it to feel its powerful body even through its clothes.

The aura around him was extremely oppressive, bringing with it a strong aura of someone in power. He had a faint sense of danger, which made it so that no one dared to approach him easily.

The most important thing was that the two palms were truly beautiful. Their fingers were as long and straight as spring onions, and their bones were well-proportioned with distinct joints. Even at the joints, there was no obvious feeling of unease.

For Mo Yunfei, who controlled his hands and face, this was a huge gift from the heavens.

Woo … What should he do? It had been a long time since he had seen someone who matched up to his meat attribute. He really wanted to tease him …

However, this Nangong Jue wasn't like those people from before. Would he be able to push him down? Mo Yunfei muttered in his heart, but the little demon kept agitating him.

Ah, just try it, just try it. If it's not good enough for me to eat, it's always good to try it.

”Pah!” Mo Yunfei snapped his fingers, smiled and nodded. Then, he happily decided.

Mo Yunfei slightly increased his speed and stopped in front of Nangong Jue. He took a step forward and moved closer to Nangong Jue so that his body fit him. He then stretched out his hand, pinched his chin, and carefully examined his face from left to right.

Looking at Nangong Jue's surprised but still cold expression and his slightly knitted eyebrows, Mo Yunfei secretly smiled in his heart. He definitely wouldn't have expected what he would do next. He didn't know what kind of expression he would have.

The little devil in Mo Yunfei's heart slowly grew bigger as it wagged its tail happily.

Mo Yunfei stood on tiptoe and kissed on the corner of Nangong Jue's lips. Then, he stood on tiptoe and leaned on his neck, vaguely breathing into Nangong Jue's ear.

”Come to think of it, Seventh Prince, can you try to get along with me?” Although I am a man, but occasionally changing the taste, I believe it is also a good experience. ”

Mo Yunfei raised a demonic smile as he looked with satisfaction at the black air on Nangong Jue's face and the distant Nangong Yu who had a look of disbelief on his face.

”Hahaha …” Mo Yunfei looked at the expressions of the two with satisfaction. He held his stomach and laughed until his tears fell.

When Nangong Jue heard that exaggerated laughter, he was stunned for a moment before finally realizing the truth. He, the dignified Seventh Prince of the Southern Dynasty, had actually been teased by a man!

Nangong Jue squinted his eyes dangerously. Then, he grabbed Mo Yunfei, who was in the midst of laughing, and pulled him into his embrace. He wrapped one arm around his waist and the other around the back of his head, kissing him without any hesitation.

”Caw …” Mo Yunfei's laughter suddenly stopped. He felt the heat coming from his lips and the tip of his tongue agilely moving in his mouth. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide.

Nangong Yu, who was not far away, held his chin in fear, afraid that it would break his bones.

”How is it?” Nangong Jue let go of Mo Yunfei's lips. His expression was calm but he licked the corner of his lips sinisterly.

”You … You... You... ”I …” Mo Yunfei pointed at Nangong Jue while trembling and then pointed at himself. He couldn't even complete a sentence. He touched his lips, not daring to believe what he was hearing and bellowed furiously in his heart.

F * ck, this doesn't make sense. Was this grandpa being tricked instead of teased? And an ancient one at that?

F * ck, who said that the ancient people were feudal and who said that the ancient people were conservative, get the hell out here. Look carefully, is this guy called inflexible? Is this conservative?

Your grandpa's first kiss … why did it disappear so inexplicably? Your grandpa is giving it to someone I like in the future … AHH!

Nangong Jue put his hands behind his back and calmly distanced himself from Mo Yunfei. Looking at Wu Tie's face which alternated between green and white, Nangong Jue's mood rose up an undetectable curve and then he quickly withdrew it.

He didn't know if it was his misconception, but he felt that the cinnabar mole on Mo Yunfei's forehead had turned even redder. It seemed to be an unintentional Wu Junyi as he sent out a silent invitation.

I wonder how it tastes. Nangong Jue's emotions were churning like the waves being swept up by the Wu Iron and Steel.