Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

The person who manages the Mo family's accounts with Mo Yuanxun is a middle-aged man. He actually has another identity, that is, he is Mo Yuanxun's right-hand man, which can also be said to be his confidant.

Mo Yuanxun is a little different today. When he came in the morning, instead of looking at yesterday's account books, he stood in front of the window in a daze holding a cup of hot tea. Generally speaking, the important area of ​​the accounting room cannot be entered and exited casually. In the original accounting room

There is only one person, Mo Yuanxun. The middle-aged man was sent here because the old man was worried after Mo Yuanxun was poisoned. In name, he is a joint accountant, but in fact he is to take good care of Young Master Mo.

Who dares to object to the people named by the old man himself? In fact, Young Master Mo Er is so powerful that he can even recruit and train people around the old man to become his confidants. You can only imagine the strength behind him

Not to be underestimated

"What is the second young master worried about?" the middle-aged man, Zhao Qing, asked curiously. Mo Yuanxun stroked the warm teacup, "I was thinking about what method should be used to peek into a person's heart.

What are you thinking about?”

"Even my subordinates admire the second young master's ability to recognize people. It seems that this person is also very human."

"No, you are wrong. This person is very innocent. He would like to have all his thoughts written on his face. But even so, I can't believe whether my intuition is accurate or not."

Zhao Qing frowned, could it be that... the third young master was stumped by a Xiaobai-like figure? His thoughts are written on his face... besides children, who else is there? A fool or an idiot?

Xingwen sneezed inexplicably: "Who the hell is scolding me?!"

"That's strange. He's not an unfathomable person. But since the second young master can't figure out whether his inner thoughts are what he expresses, why not try...getting him drunk?"

"Oh? How do you say this?" Mo Yuanxun became interested, turned around and asked

"Isn't there a saying that tells the truth after drinking? What you say is always more accurate than what you guess!"

After pondering for a while, he just wanted to see how drunk this man was. Mo Yuanxun smiled and said, "That's a good idea."

I specially found someone to buy the best flower wine in the city. Yes, it is flower wine. The flower wine here is not a derogatory term, but a wine made from flowers. The taste is not as bitter and spicy as Shaodaozi, but

A relatively mild, slightly sweet wine

But this kind of wine will make you intoxicated if you drink too much of it.

A table of side dishes paired with this mellow flower brew is really not enjoyable. It seems that Mo Yuanxun is in a good mood today. Wong Wen clinks glasses with him, but he can't find a reason to clink glasses.

"Hey, what day is it today? Why did you suddenly invite me to drink? Or... you suddenly realized that I am a man and I need the nourishment of wine?" He smacked his tongue. This wine was so delicious that people wanted to bite it off and swallow it.

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You know this human dog can’t spit out ivory from its mouth!

"You can drink if you want. Do you need a reason? If you don't like it, just leave it to me." He stretched out his hand to bring the wine bottle over, but as expected he was pushed away.

Xing Wen hugged the wine bottle, more nervous than holding the child: "You are so stingy! Isn't it just a bottle of wine? If you eat alone, you will be struck by lightning. For your own good, I will drink with you."

Haha, I laughed in my heart, I know this person is easy to deceive

The wine glass was not big, and after drinking many glasses, I still felt that I had not drunk much, but there was not much wine left in the jug, and Xing Wen gradually felt that one dish and plate on the table had become two... Mo Yuanxun was sitting across from him.

One of them turned into two, dangling in front of his eyes... He was startled. Damn, it would be difficult to deal with just one Mo Yuanxun. If there were two of them, wouldn't it be bad luck?!

He pushed himself up and tried to escape, but was unable to do so and fell back. After the servants came in and cleared the table, Xingwen was already lying on the table and fell asleep.

The time is ripe, all I have to do is ask

Knowing that he was not completely drunk, Mo Yuanxun said with a little nervousness: "Ahem, are you drunk?"

"I'm not... not drunk, let's have another drink!" He denied with a big tongue, but as soon as he raised his head, he felt dizzy, so he had to lie back down.

Well, it seems that I am really drunk. Drunk people like to say that they are not drunk. It is really true.

"You...tell me, why do you want to leave here in a hurry?"

"Huh? Well... I don't know... I want to go out and make my way into the world and be a hero, hehehehe..." He burped with a silly smile and tried to cool down his hot face against the cold table.

Sir, being a prawn is more suitable for you. In addition to eating and sleeping, he likes him like this.

"Is there anyone outside to pick you up?"

"without……"

"Then where did your money come from?" Step by step, the depth of the problem deepened. Mo Yuanxun was so patient at this time that he could finish sewing an embroidery of hundreds of birds and phoenixes without taking a break.

"Transportation?" He chewed the word in confusion. What is "transportation"? Oh, yes, it is ancient money. I am in ancient times, right now... "I have the expenditure, you don't have to worry about it, you don't know... That day

Ah, someone brought me a piece of gold! It's pure gold! Don't take it from me, or I'll bite you... Hehe." He smiled proudly, completely unaware that his family fortune was about to be wiped out.

Gold? Hehe, there is someone stupid enough to give him gold? It seems that he wants to find out where the gold is hidden. It would also be a good idea to find out who the fool is who gave him gold.

"Then...do you like me?"

Xing Wen lay motionless, his mind a mess, but after hearing the question, he still muttered instinctively: "What do you like or don't like? Are you annoyed..." Why does this person keep asking questions?

, I wonder if he is so hot and uncomfortable right now! How can I make this guy shut up?!

His hands had already taken the first step, pulling open his collar and groping to untie his belt, "You..." What else did the man want to say? It's so annoying! I don't want to hear it! Xing Wen frowned, even after half of his belt was untied, he still didn't understand.

I jumped at him, and ended up throwing myself into his arms. I remembered that this hateful mouth only asked questions, so I blocked it immediately.

Well... he blocked it with his own mouth

Very good, the world is quiet

Mo Yuanxun was surprised for a moment. This boy was actually kissing him! His soft lips were hot and the aroma of drunken wine spread around his lips. He quickly kissed him back fiercely.

If you kiss for too long, you will suffocate. When both of them are out of breath, they separate slightly. Their moist lips are a little red and swollen, and their little faces are pink and particularly cute. The pulled neckline exposes a large area of ​​snow-white and delicate collarbones and chest.

Skin, and the looming charm under the half-untied clothes...

God! This is really terrible... If he still doesn't react like this, it means he is not good or he is not a man... But he is neither of them, so... it is understandable to pick him up and press him on the bed to molest him!

As for the last question, it doesn't matter if he doesn't get the answer. He has one night to ask his body. What's the rush?