Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do! - Chapter 244

[Chapter 245]

There is no outsider stimulation, after all, there is no one else.

When the mental obsession reaches a ceiling, the body responds accordingly.

The young man’s mind has gradually changed in the day-to-day interaction. If there is any ambiguity, there is only mutual attachment, and he wants to ask for more excitement and tension…

Sweet and tortured, after reaching a limit, When he woke up in the middle of the night, the teenager was captured by the charm of his dream, and he was out of control.

Looking at it from the perspective of a third party, Chu Muyun can almost guess from the beginning to the end, and there is no suspense.

The young Mo Jiushao was probably the first child he had raised.

He raised him very well, he was born with restraint and handsomeness, and his knowledge of conversation and speech was extraordinary.

Chu Muyun liked him without a doubt, maybe in love.

But what happened next made Chu Muyun, who was watching coldly, frown slightly.

——In line with logic, but incomprehensible.

Mo Jiushao begged Chu Muyun and expressed his desires, Chu Muyun actually agreed – he really doted on him to the extreme, and he would even nod his head in agreement with such a thing.

It was so easy to get his sweetheart, but Mo Jiushao failed to put out the burning fire in his heart. Instead, the burning became more and more intense, and his explicit infatuation became more and more impossible to hide.

He was obsessed with him, coveted everything he had, his body, his whole being, even a strand of his hair, he loved to the extreme.

If this is forever, if this is forever, then it is really good.

It was a sweet and hot day, and it was a warm and beautiful life that both of them were immersed in.

And everything came to an abrupt end at Mo Jiushao’s confession.

Why? Mo Jiushao kept asking, and put down his dignity to ask, but he couldn’t get an answer.

Because he… just wants to make him excellent and learn all this, but doesn’t want to give him love.

In that case, why give him a dream?

Mo Jiushao became taciturn after being angry, questioning, and begging. He can only accept everything, he gives him honey, he eats it happily, the honey is mixed with poison, and he can only bear it.

Because from the beginning, he was only him, he gave everything, and if he wanted to make him happy, he would be happy like a fool; if he wanted him to despair, he could only cry like a coward.

From the beginning to the end, it was he who was in charge of it all. He no longer gave anything to him, and he took it back, so he could only be left behind.

Mo Jiushao finally accepted, but slowly, he discovered the ‘truth’.

It was never because of him that he was good to him, and it was never because of him that he gave everything to him.

When all the false sweetness fades, the real cruelty that emerges makes the eyes dim.

He is looking at others through him, he is trying to teach him to be another person after a mold.

It’s not that he doesn’t love, is it because he’s not the one he loves?

Mo Jiushao’s quiet heart became paranoid and crazy because of this realization.

The god in my heart has become so disgusting, but the strong love in my heart has not diminished in the slightest.

That being the case… he’s going to blaspheme!

After Chu Muyun regained his senses, his brows were furrowed.

It was already quite certain that this was not a dream, but a real memory.

After all, he wasn’t ‘asleep’ this time.

But has Mo Jiushao seen so much in Shengmen? Should be impossible.

Chu Muyun was fascinated, but heard Mo Jiushao suddenly say, “I saw Master’s face in the living room.”

He looked at Chu Muyun as he spoke.

Yan Chen’s heart trembled slightly, and he followed.

Chu Muyun looked at them, expressionless.

Mo Jiushao smiled gently: “Master… and A Yun actually look exactly the same.”

Yan Chen’s pupils shrank sharply.

But Chu Muyun thought in his heart: No, he is not their master.

Yan Shen sternly said, “What the hell are you talking about?” He questioned Mo Jiushao.

Mo Jiushao suddenly curled his lips and said with a smile: “You might as well open the door to life again, maybe you will also see ‘Master’.” He deliberately emphasized the last two words.

Suddenly, the thought that flashed through Chu Muyun’s mind a long time ago became completely clear.

Shengmen, Beast God, Soul Sculpting Grass.

Yan Shenhe…

Chu Muyun’s whole body was enveloped in chills.

Between the electric light and flint, the sound of gold and stone colliding with the earthquake woke everyone up.

Chu Muyun suddenly turned his head to look, but his heart was shaking violently.

The fighting situation came to an end so quickly.

Ling Xuan’s scarlet spear pierced straight into Shisha’s chest. Shisha’s face was pale, and his long hair flew backwards, but his lips were bright red, which was… the color of being stained with blood.

“Ling Xuan!” Chu Muyun said sharply.

However, Ling Xuan raised his lips and smiled: “If you lose, you should die, this is the battle.” After

speaking, he violently pulled out the weapon that penetrated the sinking hookah’s chest arrogantly!

In an instant, thick blood gushed out, thick and hot, and the hot person’s eyes were sore.

[End of This Chapter]