Chapter 26: The Bright Red Blood Under the Misty Rain
When Mu Feng came back from the palace, he was eager to see Mo Yan, but when he saw Mo Yan smiling at Mu Jin, his face instantly turned cold.
Mo Yan had never smiled at Mu Feng, but now Mu Feng saw this scene. How could Mu Feng be happy?
Mu Jin was obsessed with looking at Mo Yan's smile, but when she slowly woke up, she felt that the surroundings were a little cold, which actually made people feel chilly in this early summer.
When Mu Jin realized something was wrong, Mo Yan had already put away his smile and replaced it with a cold expression.
Mu Jin turned around and saw Mu Feng standing under the willow tree. The willow branches had been broken several times by Mu Feng.
Mu Jin realized something was wrong and immediately chuckled, "Brother Emperor, since you are here, Brother Emperor will not disturb your warmth."
Seeing that Mu Jin wanted to run away, Mo Yan looked at Mu Jin with resentful eyes and said slowly and choked up, "Let's come back someday."
Mu Jin knew that Mo Yan really wanted to frame him now, so he quickly ran away, faster than a rabbit, laughing at him because he really didn't want to be beaten. Who knows if his imperial brother would care about brotherly relations in front of a beautiful woman?
What about love? But he still believes that what Mu Feng cares about is... beauty
He ran so fast! Mu Feng gritted his teeth. He just couldn't see Mo Yan with such rich expressions towards others. At this moment, Mu Feng really didn't regard Mu Jin as his younger brother, but just as someone else.
"The mist and rain are harmful to the body," Mu Feng walked up to Mo Yan and gently brushed the hair on Mo Yan's forehead, as if the chill that just came from his body didn't exist at all.
"Yes," Mo Yan nodded coldly, but did not look at Mu Feng. Instead, he turned to look at the stream on one side.
When Mu Feng saw Mo Yan like this, a flash of cruelty flashed across his eyes. Wasn't he good enough to Mo Yan? He actually let his Mo Yan do that to others?
"Yan?" Mu Feng held Mo Yan's head with both hands, turned Mo Yan's face to him, and kissed the red lips directly. He kissed hard without any tenderness, plundering every inch of softness, as if to
Mo Yan's lips felt like swallowing
Mo Yan had never felt such a crazy kiss from Mu Feng. She struggled to break away, but she couldn't use any strength. A drop of crystal could not help but flow from the corner of her eyes.
When Mo Yan couldn't bear it and his body slowly slid down, Mu Feng was willing to let go of Mo Yan. When he left Mo Yan's red lips, he bit him hard. Looking at the blood flowing from the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, he smiled.