Mo Xi didn't know how to cook, so he asked the imperial chef to cook some food for him.
The place where they were stationed was close to the water, so there was a lot of fresh carp. The chef didn't dare to be negligent. He carefully cooked a bowl of fish porridge for Lord Xi He and steamed a basket of crab roe. When he was about to add more dishes, Mo Xi said, "No need, I can't eat too much."
When he returned to the tent, he was holding a wooden tray. He pulled down the thick tent curtain and used a pair of tongs to burn the warm charcoal in the tent. Then he walked over to wake Gu Mang up.
Gu Mang slowly opened his eyes and saw Mo Xi's cold face. He struggled to say something, but was stopped by Mo Xi, "That's enough. Don't talk about being dirty. "
Then he didn't want to wait for Gu Mang's reply and pulled the wooden tray over from the side of the bed, "Eat."
His tone wasn't gentle, but compared to the angry man in the hot spring that day, it was much better.
Gu Mang didn't want to make things difficult for himself. He smelled the fragrance of the food, so he sat up and reached out to hold the bowl. He buried his head and ate without saying a word.
The porridge was soft and light, and the translucent white fish slices melted in his mouth. Gu Mang finished the food in one go and regained some strength, so he reached out to grab the soup dumplings again.
Mo Xi stopped him, "Chopsticks."
"…" Gu Mang didn't like to use chopsticks. He couldn't use them well. But since 'Lord' had already said so, he had no choice but to clumsily pick up the chopsticks and strenuously poke at the soup dumplings. With this poke, the small steamer's paper-thin skin broke, and all the soup leaked out. He scratched for a long time, making a mess inside the steamer, but he still couldn't pick up the broken steamer completely. He only picked up a bit of skin, and the meat stuffing rolled to the side.
Mo Xi couldn't stand it anymore. He took the jade chopsticks from Gu Mang's hand with a sullen face and ate the miserable soup dumplings himself. Then, she picked up another plump one and brought it to Gu Mang's lips.
She probably thought that this person was sick. While treating her so fiercely, she was also feeding her food. Gu Mang's brain was not enough to process the situation. He stared at him blankly.
Mo Xi said impatiently, "Open your mouth."
Gu Mang was really hungry. After hesitating for a while, he opened his mouth slightly and bit into the small basket that Mo Xi had given him. With a "pu" sound, the hot oil splashed out. Mo Xi couldn't dodge in time and the soup splashed right onto her face. As for Gu Mang himself, he wasn't any better. His lips were scalded, and he spat out the soup dumpling he had taken half a bite of. He gasped for air.
Sure enough, Mo Xi hated him and wanted to hurt him …
Before Gu Mang could finish his thoughts, his face was lifted by someone holding his chin. For a moment, he thought that Mo Xi was angry again and wanted to slap him again. His blue eyes moved uneasily from side to side.
But the expected pain didn't come. He squinted his eyes, his eyelashes trembling as he looked at Mo Xi's face. But he found that Mo Xi was just staring at his lips.
Mo Xi's gaze was unreadable. After a while, Gu Mang heard him gritting his teeth and muttering, "You, why are you always …"
Always what?
He didn't say anything else.
But Gu Mang suddenly felt a pain in his head. A few blurry images flashed sporadically and quickly.
It seemed that at some point in time, the same thing had happened. He had eaten too quickly and scalded his tongue — then what happened?
Then, it seemed that someone had also held his chin and lifted his face to look carefully. While looking, he scolded himself for being careless.
"Can't you bite a small bite before eating? No one's going to snatch it from you."
"Let me see if you've scalded your skin."
Later on, for some reason, that person suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the lips without any warning. Her cool lips wrapped around his hot and sensitive tongue.
This scene made Gu Mang's heart throb and he subconsciously licked his lips. This action seemed to set a fire in Mo Xi's heart. The fire burned brightly in his chest, but his eyes darkened.
Mo Xi was silent for a moment, then slowly loosened his grip on Gu Mang's hand.
He turned his fair and handsome face away.
After eating, he stared at Gu Mang and made him drink the medicine. Gu Mang knew that he couldn't deny it, so he quickly drank the medicine. He thought that was the end of it, but he didn't expect that Mo Xi would give him another medicine pot.
Gu Mang's eyes widened.
"Antipyretic," Mo Xi said indifferently. "I just asked the accompanying pharmacist to prepare it. Drink it. "
Gu Mang had no choice but to drink the entire pot of medicine. His expression was very ugly. Mo Xi tidied up the things and said, "Go to sleep."
Gu Mang said slowly, "This is your bed. Yesterday you said that I … "
"I don't want to talk about what happened yesterday," Mo Xi interrupted. "I'm not taking care of you because I feel guilty. If you're sick, I'll be in trouble. I don't want to be in trouble. "
Gu Mang didn't say a word.
"Do you understand?"
Gu Mang nodded.
"Then go to sleep."
Mo Xi returned the things to the imperial kitchen. When he returned, Gu Mang had indeed fallen asleep. However, probably because he was frightened by him at the hot spring last night, Gu Mang didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He curled up in a small corner of the bed.
"…" Mo Xi stared at him expressionlessly for a while. Then he picked up the felt blanket and unfolded it to cover Gu Mang.
Probably because he slept on Mo Xi's bed, Gu Mang could smell his scent every time he woke up. Gu Mang frowned. He didn't sleep well. Some scenes kept flashing through his mind intermittently.
At first, those scenes were very blurry and disjointed. However, in the end, it was like a restless river rushing out. A vivid memory returned to Gu Mang's burning brain.
It was a memory.
It was related to the day when Mo Xi turned 20.
This memory was incomplete. It started from when he wandered around the market alone. Then, the scenes in his mind gradually became clear. Gu Mang slowly remembered …
That day, he saved up a bag of clanging shell coins and went to the nearby market to buy a jar of pear blossom white wine and two taels of good wine and dishes.
At night, the cold wind was bleak. He carried the jar of wine and the food box into Mo Xi's tent.
"Shidi, Shidi!"
In his memory, the young Mo Xi was dressed in white and reading a book by the candlestick. He looked up and saw him. He was obviously startled. "It's so late. What are you doing here?"
He smiled and put down the things. He stretched his sore limbs and said, "I'm here to keep you company. In a few hours, you'll be 20 years old. "
Mo Xi's face flashed with surprise. "I forgot …"
"Hahahaha! I know you don't care about anything except incantations and spells. You can even forget this. " As he spoke, he pulled over a small table in the tent. As he cleaned up, he said cheerfully, "But it doesn't matter. Even if you forgot, your Shidi will remember it for you."
Mo Xi closed the book and got up. He said in a low voice, "Thank you."
"Why are you thanking me? It's only once in a lifetime. It's so pitiful for you to be alone outside. Come, let your Shidi accompany you. "He smiled cheekily." I'll accompany you from a little brat to an adult. "
As he spoke, he winked and cleared his throat. He pretended to be serious. "I'll accompany you when you're young and frivolous. I'll accompany you when you're 20 years old."
"…"
He took out the food box. It was filled with ordinary dishes. Gu Mang placed them one by one. He also heated a pot of good wine on the stove. The two brothers chatted as they ate. Before they knew it, it was already late at night.
Gu Mang remembered that at that time, he only treated Mo Xi as an amiable Shidi. He was not wary of him at all. He drank too much and the strong alcohol went to his head. Thus, he pulled Mo Xi and played jokes on him.
Mo Xi, on the other hand, appeared to be quite sober and restrained. Although he had drunk two cups, he was definitely not completely drunk. In the face of his Shidi, who was getting more and more out of hand, he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to continue like this. He said that he would send Gu Mang back to his tent.
Gu Mang was having a good time and was not willing to leave. He smiled and put his arm around Mo Xi's shoulder. He intimately leaned over and said, "No, no, no. Brother, why would I go back so early?"
Mo Xi said, "You drank too much." As he spoke, he broke free from Gu Mang's arm and tried to help Gu Mang up from the table.
Gu Mang cooperated and stood up. However, he had no intention of leaving. He walked around the table twice. Suddenly, he laughed and threw himself into Mo Xi's arms. He began to pat Mo Xi's back. "Shidi, we're good brothers. Good brothers. Haha, hahaha …" As he laughed, his hot cheeks turned and rubbed against Mo Xi's neck.
"The first time I saw you in the Academy, you weren't even as tall as I am. You had a straight face." Gu Mang chuckled. He did not notice the redness on Mo Xi's neck. "In the blink of an eye, you've become a man who is stronger and taller than your senior brother."
As he spoke, he struggled to stand up and held Mo Xi's face.
He smiled and said, "Yes, but your facial features haven't changed. When you're not fierce, you're very delicate and pretty."
Fortunately, he was so drunk that he didn't notice how complicated Mo Xie's expression was at that time. It seemed to be the most vigorous lust, the most thirsty lust, the deepest desire for pity … All of these rose one by one, but were forcefully suppressed by the coldest restraint.
Mo Xi looked away. He did not want to look at Gu Mang's face. He only said in a low voice, "Senior brother, it's time to sleep. I'll help you back. "
"Oh, oh, sleep sleep sleep …" Gu Mang smiled. He tried very hard to stand up straight, but before Mo Xi could take him away, his waist went limp again. Like a drunk crab, he leaned sideways and fell back onto Mo Xi.
This time, Gu Mang was caught off guard and fell without holding back. The two of them staggered and Mo Xi was pushed down onto the camp couch. Gu Mang pressed heavily on his chest and said vaguely, "I'm too lazy to walk. My camp is so far away from here …"
"…"
"I'll sleep here."
Gu Mang was used to being carefree with Lu Zhanxing and the others. However, Junior Brother Mo Xie was beautiful and of noble birth. He always had an icy demeanor, so when Gu Mang interacted with him in the past, he always had 30% restraint and 70% protection. He was afraid of offending this noble young master who was younger than him by three years.
If he was sober, he would definitely not be so mischievous. Even if he was too lazy to move and wanted to sleep here, he would definitely ask with a smile, "Senior brother, can I sleep here tonight?"
But at that time, he was drunk and did not have so many scruples. He did not even have to ask. Like the king of the Black Wind Stronghold, he decisively threw down these words of coercion. He yawned loudly and tossed Mo Xie aside, who had a strange expression on his face. Just like that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Mo Xi's face turned green. He gritted his teeth and looked at the head on his chest. He said, "Get up …"
Gu Mang really raised his head from his chest. He suddenly became sober.
"No, no! I remember now! I can't sleep yet! "
As Gu Mang spoke, he suddenly rolled off Mo Xi's body and rummaged in his chest. He muttered, "I almost forgot. I bought you a gift for your adulthood … Hey, where did it go?"
He lay on Mo Xi's bed and rummaged for a long time. Finally, he took out a wrinkled book from his robe. He held it in his hand and looked at it with satisfaction. Then, he pulled Mo Xi over. He looked like a typical big brother who led his little brother astray. "Hey, hey, you're an adult now. Your brother Gu Mang knows that you like to read. I can't afford to give you other expensive books. I bought this from an old calligraphy and painting stall. Although it's cheap, it's absolutely breathtaking …"
Grandma Wang praised herself. After she finished, she enthusiastically stuffed the book into his hands.
"Take a look, take a look!"
Mo Xi didn't understand the meaning of his words and didn't understand the look in his eyes. He really thought that he got him a very interesting book. He took it and opened it.
He didn't understand it at first glance.
He looked at it again. He felt that there were many mysterious patterns, but he still couldn't understand them.
Gu Mang was lying on the bed side by side with him. At this time, he leaned over and smiled. "What do you think? Not bad, right?"
After waiting for a while, he didn't hear Mo Xi say anything. Instead, he saw that the young man's handsome face was covered with a layer of confusion. Gu Mang was a little surprised. "No way. You don't like something so exciting? I took a long time to choose. "As he spoke, he followed Mo Xi's gaze.
"… Shidi."
Mo Xi: "Yes?"
Gu Mang sighed. He put one hand around Mo Xi's shoulder and raised the other hand. "You're holding it upside down."
After he finished speaking, he took the book out of Mo Xi's slender hand and turned it upside down. He cleared his throat and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Come, be good. Let me show you. This is the right way."
He said exaggeratedly, "Wow — look —"
With just one look, Mo Xi's fair and handsome face instantly turned red!
This, this is a f * cking erotic book!!
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"The Night of the Weak Crown"
Gu Mang: I'll give you a jar of pear wine!
Mo Xi: I don't like to drink.
Gu Mang: I'll give you a book of erotic books!
Mo Xi: I'll submit a report.
Gu Mang:??? Are you still an adult?
Mo Xi: You'll know if I'm an adult if you do something adults do with me.
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