Precious? Mo Yan felt a little ironic when she heard this. She didn't know why Mu Feng gave her such a precious jade flute. She had never shown any special love in front of Mu Feng, but Mu Feng always would
Give her something that she likes
Mo Yan didn't believe that they were close friends because she didn't love Mu Feng at all. She didn't believe that these were coincidences. She could only think that Mu Feng was too careful.
A careful person is scary, which makes Mo Yan have to pay attention to how he behaves in front of Mu Feng. She is afraid that one day Mu Feng will find out that she is a woman.
"If you want it, just..." Mo Yan opened his mouth and said casually, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"It's better not to give it to me," Mu Jin touched her nose and sighed. She sat down next to Mo Yan helplessly on the same big rock. "If you give it to me, the emperor will still give it to me."
Don’t beat me to death.”
Mo Yan was speechless. Why was this man always acting like a child? He was so childish. Mo Yan twitched the corners of his mouth and finally said nothing.
"What? Got it?" Mu Jin pursed his lips and felt a little annoyed, "I asked the emperor to find this jade flute for me, but the emperor didn't even blink or say a word, but in the end he went to find the jade flute himself.
And gave it to you”
After saying that, Mu Jin said unhappily, "I have never seen a brother who values sex more than his younger brother."
The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched slightly again. Although she had long been used to Mu Jin's words, she still couldn't stand Mu Jin's crazy words every time.
"Then why don't you just look more beautiful?" Mo Yan said mockingly, his brows not even slackening at all.
"Beautiful?" Mu Jin rolled her eyes and leaned on Mo Yan's body. She touched Mo Yan's black hair with her hands. It felt so soft and good. Mu Jin thought to herself, "Who is like you? A man can look like a woman.
, how do you want all the women in the world to live?"
"Then you don't have to live anymore," Mo Yan said coldly. Besides, she is a woman, and she didn't want to live, so those women wouldn't have to live either.
"It's so cold and cold, and you don't know how to show mercy or cherish jade at all," Mu Jin rolled his eyes helplessly, "Those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. It must be the coldness of the imperial brother that has been transmitted to little Mo Yan."
Mo Yan was really speechless to Mu Jin. He looked at the drizzle in the sky, and the wisps of sunshine in the sky began to penetrate the clouds and mists. He only said, "Light thunder fell on thousands of silks overnight, and the jade light was jagged.