The Master of the Kingdom

Mu Yan untied the outer robe bit by bit, and the outer robe slipped from his shoulders. The body reflected by the swaying candle flame did not have a trace of fat, and the skin was good enough to reflect light, and it did not look like the skin of a rough man at all.

But on this skin, there are small mottled scars, like a fine jade, which was thrown on the ground, showing signs of cracks. The narrow white cloth obliquely wrapped around his chest was like a deep crack running through a beautiful jade.

Perfectly broken, people can't help but feel pain.

Su Yi's embarrassment disappeared when he saw the scars all over Mu Yan's body. The white cloth seemed to have magical power, and the fingers that attracted him gradually moved closer. When Su Yi's finger touched the white cloth, Su Yi said, "Does it still... hurt? Was it hurt at the time?"

Mu Yan lowered her head, her eyes were full of silk, and her low voice was like the cello solo that Su Yi had ever heard: "At that time...it hurt..."

Su Yi seemed to be bewitched, and moved his finger to the small scar next to the white cloth and said, "What about these?"

Mu Yan felt the temperature of Su Yi's fingertips, and where Su Yi's fingertips touched, a puff of numbness spread across his body instantly. His voice is even deeper: "I have forgotten things a long time ago."

Su Yi only came back to his senses at this time, and felt that his current posture was a bit wrong. He hurriedly retracted his finger, and said in embarrassment, "Why do you have so many scars on your body?"

Mu Yan leaned on the couch, his eyes narrowed and looked straight at Su Yi's eyes, with a smile in his tone: "Didn't you say that the scars are men's medals? These are all left during the war. Down. By the way, I always forgot to ask you, what is the medal?"

"It's Glory. It's almost the same as when you become an official." Su Yi was a little embarrassed by Mu Yan's look at him, so he quickly turned away from his sight, and continued to look at Mu Yan's wounds, and said, "I didn't expect you to be on the battlefield. It’s really unpredictable to fight like this. But now it’s fine, you don’t need to get hurt..."

Su Yi suddenly remembered that this obstructive white cloth was a new injury, and immediately widened his eyes and said, "You don't have to fight now, so don't be dead."

Mu Yan curiously asked, "What is death?"

Su Yi said: "Just look for something to do!"

Mu Yan smiled lightly, the laughter seemed to come from his chest: "Okay."

Su Yi said: "I promised to be quick, can I really do it? I know that you people are good for face."

Mu Yan looked down and said, "Even if I can't do it, but... Recreation will look at me, right?"

Su Yi's head hummed, and suddenly there was a feeling of "bad".

He, he, him, a straight man who doesn't seem to be very straight, seems to be picked up...by such a simple sentence...

Mu Yan sat upright, and his half-dry hair slid to his chest as he moved. He moved a little closer and continued to ask, "Kang Le, will always be there, right?"

Su Yi felt that this bad feeling seemed to grow stronger, and he smiled awkwardly: "Of course I am, I will look at you before you marry a wife, and then you will be controlled by your wife haha..."

"I won't marry a wife, will Recreation Club always look at me?" Mu Yan's voice was as low as a whisper.

Su Yi was stunned: "Can't marry a wife? Why?"

Mu Yan said: "This...there are very complicated reasons, let's talk about it later. Kang Le will answer me first."

Su Yi watched Mu Yan approaching slowly, his head was stunned, and suddenly he put his hand on Mu Yan's shoulder, and then grabbed his coat that slid down to his arm, pulled it up with a "huh", and closed it.

"Put your clothes on now and don't catch a cold... Uh, it's cold. I'm sleepy and go back to sleep. You can rest soon." Su Yi jumped up and walked towards the door, just like being burned by the fire. Go, there is no one in a blink of an eye.

Mu Yan looked at the empty doorway for a long time, covering his mouth with one hand, and the sound of chuckle leaked from his fingers. His shoulders trembled slightly: "Kangle, Kangle...really..."

His hopes are still pretty big, isn't it? The hope that drags the fairy into the dirt...

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Su Yi rolled around on the bed holding the quilt, crying in embarrassment.

After returning to calm down, Su Yi reacted. Not only was Mu Yan picked up before, but his reaction was even worse.

"I know that He Qing makes this kind of joke from time to time. It's not serious at all. What am I doing..." Su Yi continued to roll around, got into the quilt and rolled around, wrapping himself into a silkworm baby, "Ah ah Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, how am I going to see people tomorrow..."

After Su Yi whispered for a while, he retracted his head into the quilt, like a silkworm without a head. Uh, this analogy seems a bit scary.

After being a silkworm baby for a while, Su Yi kicked the quilt aside with a kick, showing a "big" character. Then he continued to roll, and after the roll, he became a silkworm baby again.

Su Yi switched between the "Cibao" and "Da" several times, and his mood did not calm down: "It's over, why? I am obviously a straight man who is straighter than a steel pipe. Although I play Danmei games, although I watch Danmei The novel, although I...but rot doesn't mean bend, right? I never liked a man in my previous life!"

In Su Yi's heart appeared a little kid with two horns and a bat-winged inverted triangle tail. He shouted with a big horn, "That's because you didn't meet Mu Yan!"

"That's because the men you see are not as good-looking as Mu Yan!"

"That's because none of the men you met has Mu Yannuan!"

...

Su Yi rolled off the bed, slammed with gold stars.

Venus flashed a few times, and all turned into two-legged little kid with bat wings and inverted triangle tail, fluttering wings in front of him, making noise pollution by holding horns in both hands.

"Because it's not Mu Yan."

"You're done."

"You bend."

"Curved."

"Rotten and straight are all excuses."

"No rotten man is innocent."

"It's not a rotten man or innocent."

"The world is on a curved road except for curved roads."

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"I'm crazy." Su Yi climbed onto his bed, pulled the quilt, and went to sleep with his face covered, "Go to sleep, if you wake up, I will wake up too."

Then Su Yi dreamed of being suppressed all night.

Damn it! ! ! Why am I being crushed! ! ! Just relying on Mu Yan's face, how can you feel it! ! !

However, even in his dream, Su Yi still remembers that Mu Yan's martial strength is high, which is really sad.

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After getting up the next day, Su Yi took a calm bath and changed clothes, and deliberately wetted his shirt with bath water, destroying the evidence.

He didn't know anything. After the shower, he was still upright and good.

Autumn hunting was exhausted and Mu Yan was injured. The emperor kindly gave Mu Yan a few days off. Mu Yan had finished his morning exercise and was waiting for Su Yi to have breakfast.

After Su Yi met Mu Yan, the psychological construction he finally did well tended to collapse.

At this time, Mu Yan didn't see the flattery of last night at all. He was very serious. He said: "It's rare for me to be free. After breakfast, can Kangle walk around with me?"

Su Yi pressed the strangeness in his heart, muffled and said: "I haven't done the experiment for several days, I'm going to do the experiment."

The experimental game is high! Experiments are girls! The experiment is the wife! If you have an experiment, you don’t need anything!

Wake up, Su Daochang, but what you are thinking of Xiao now is that the man is not the girl. The little kid in Su Yi's heart started shouting again with loud speakers.

"I'm still injured, won't Kang Le stay with me for a while?" Mu Yan said aggrievedly.

Su Yi's mouth twitched and said, "A big man, don't be pretentious. I'll be with you. Where do you want to go?"

He won't eat this set, the big man pretends to be wronged, and he is disgusting. In order not to continue to be disgusted, he reluctantly agreed.

"I heard that corn has emerged. I haven't seen corn yet. Can you accompany me to Zhuangzi for a walk?" Mu Yan said, "If you go to other places and meet others, you will be dragged to greet you. better."

Su Yi said: "Then go. Now out of the city?"

Mu Yan said, "Let’s stay in Zhuangzi at night. I have a Zhuangzi planting chrysanthemums in the outskirts. Now is the time when Xia Ju blooms for the last time. Soon Xia Ju will be in full bloom. How about seeing it once? I haven't had a chance to watch it this year."

Su Yi said: "Xia Ju and Qiu Ju do not look much different. Anyway, you will enjoy the chrysanthemums in autumn until you get tired of it. It doesn't matter if you watch it early and watch it late. But there is really nowhere to go, then go and see."

After Su Yi's words were spoken, the little man in his heart began to cry.

Master Su, what's wrong with you? The tone of your speech is nothing like yourself! When did you become Tsundere! Cute girl Tsao Jiao is cute, you are a rough man Tsao Jiao is thunder! Master Su, can you cheer up!

Mu Yan smiled and said, "Thank you for your company, Kangle, and leave immediately after the meal?"

Su Yi nodded unhappily, then bowed his head to drink the porridge.

Originally, breakfast was noodles, but Suyi was more used to porridge and side dishes. Now Mu Yan also followed him to eat porridge and side dishes, but besides the porridge and side dishes, he still used a lot of noodles. Otherwise, with Mu Yan's appetite, this is not enough.

Su Yi looked at the "soup cake" Mu Yan used, which was noodle soup, and suddenly realized that there seemed to be no noodles yet. Since Mu Yan likes eating noodles so much, when will he get the noodles out?

Although he doesn't like eating noodles, cold noodles are good, especially chicken noodles.

By the way, there are no steamed buns, buns, and even flour without fermentation technology. The breads and cakes he made were made of fermented dough. Mu Yan liked to eat them very much.

He made bread and cakes. How could he not expect steamed buns, buns, noodles and so on, because he still doesn't like noodles. Su Yi watched Mu Yan ate the soup cake and ate the bread dipped in meat sauce happily, thinking about the various pastries he knew.

If Mu Yan saw so many fresh noodles to eat, she would be very happy. Su Yi thought.