Chapter 62: Testing your seriousness, Mo Beixing...

Mo Beixing looked into Fu Xuzhi's eyes seriously.

His intuition was always accurate, and his directness told him that everything Fu Xuzhi said was true.

He really loved her, whether it was love at first sight or he had planned it for a long time.

It is the desire and love hidden deep in the heart that cannot be relieved for thousands of years.

It seemed as if he had really loved me for ten thousand years.

And Mo Beixing was indeed moved by the person in front of him.

This is an extremely strange and out-of-nowhere feeling.

Such a heart-beating feeling had only occurred twice in his hundred-year life.

Once was to Xu Fu, and the other time was to the strange man in front of her.

Maybe...I could try again?

Mo Beixing pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and turned her head away from Fu Xuzhi: "But I haven't forgiven you yet."

But Fu Xuzhi understood that Mo Beixing had already loosened up.

At least now he doesn't hate himself as much as before.

"What do I need to do?" Fu Xuzhi asked softly, "What do I need to do so that you will forgive me?"

How can I forgive this bastard?

Mo Beixing thought for a moment and said, "The whip was a punishment for you for touching me, but now you are following me again. If you want to resolve the rift between us, you have to pay the price for this."

"I understand." Fu Xuzhi lowered his head, condensed a magical power, and cut off his legs.

Mo Beixing did not stop him. The white-haired boy crossed his arms, stood a few meters away from him, and watched Fu Xuzhi's actions quietly.

His eyes were cold and his face was calm, like a goddess made of ice and snow in the sky.

Blood splattered everywhere, but not a single speck of dirty blood splashed on the goddess's pure white body.

Fu Xuzhi chuckled, stretched out his hand, and dug out his eyes again.

"Okay, that's enough." Without waiting for him to continue, Mo Beixing called for a stop.

He did feel Fu Xuzhi's apology, and could also sense that this guy might really like him.

Therefore, Mo Beixing was willing to give him one last chance.

Fu Xuzhi is indeed very special.

Just like my junior brother, he is special.

When Mo Beixing thought of Xu Fu, his nose felt sore again.

This was the first time in his life that he fell in love with someone, the first time that he wanted to be with this person, the first time that he bravely confessed his feelings, but he ended up like this.

What a bastard!

What the master said was indeed right. There were countless people who liked him, and there was no need for him to hang himself on a crooked tree.

Mo Beixing shifted his gaze to the bloody body of Fu Xuzhi.

He decided to give this guy a try.

If he behaves well.

Although these two strange heartbeats brought him bad luck in love, Mo Beixing still chose to believe in the strange throbbing.

After all, Mo Beixing really wanted to experience the legendary feeling of falling in love with someone as described in this story.

In the past hundred years, countless people have fallen in love with Mo Beixing.

But Mo Beixing firmly rejected everyone who showed kindness to him.

Because he doesn't like them.

So Mo Beixing would never try the taste of love with someone he doesn't like just out of curiosity.

In the puppy's simple and naive view of right and wrong, such an attempt was wrong both for him and for those people.

Pausing to think, Mo Beixing raised his chin proudly and said to the bloody thing: "You are so disgusting now, treat yourself, humph, you pervert, don't expect me to help you!"

"Okay." Fu Xuzhi agreed, his tone sounding very happy: "Thank you for your concern."

"Who... who cares about a pervert like you!" Mo Beixing's face instantly turned red, and he said viciously: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll leave!"

"Well, no more nonsense."

"satyr!"

"Um."

This conversation made Mo Beixing inexplicably think of Xu Fu.

Leave it to the void and allow it to float.

The two men are indeed similar.

After Fu Xuzhi reattached his eyes and legs, Mo Beixing calmed down. He sat on a bamboo basket beside him, swinging his legs and looking at Fu Xuzhi.

Well, he does look pretty good, about the same size as Xu Fu, so he's barely worthy of my liking.

Fu Xuzhi suddenly asked, "What kind of person do you like?"

"What do you want to do?" Mo Beixing was instantly alert: "I don't like people like you!"

"I want to pursue you." Fu Xuzhi emphasized his purpose again: "What kind of person do you like? I will work hard."

He looks quite serious like this.

But now if you ask Mo Beixing what type of men he likes, he really can't say it.

So the puppy frowned and fell into deep thought.

Fu Xuzhi didn't say anything either. He just stood quietly beside Mo Beixing and looked at him.

He didn't know where he was born, when he was born, or why he was born.

But from the moment he was born, he dreamed of a white figure all the time.

He didn't know who that person was, but he knew clearly that this person was the only meaning of his life in this world.

His whole meaning is to love that person.

That's all.

Mo Beixing thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what kind of person he liked, so he could only say helplessly: "But...but the person you are pursuing shouldn't be like you now!"

Fu Xuzhi immediately stood up straight and asked humbly, "What should it look like?"

Mo Beixing bit his lip, thought for a moment and said, "You have to be nice to me. You have to get me the things I like, prepare surprises for me, accompany me when I'm happy, and comfort me when I'm angry or sad, but you can't make me feel uncomfortable. Your behavior just now made me feel uncomfortable and disgusted!"

"So what behavior doesn't annoy you?"

"At least you can't touch me without my permission!" Mo Beixing said seriously: "We are not Taoist companions yet!"

"Then after I become your Taoist partner, I can..."

"Become my Taoist partner first! Idiot!" Mo Beixing got angry again: "You haven't passed my assessment yet! You can only be considered my pursuer!"

"Okay." Fu Xuzhi was not angry at all: "You mean you are willing to accept my gift and let me continue to follow you?"

"Hmm..." Mo Beixing hesitated for a while, and the princess got angry again, so she said arrogantly: "I accept the things, you can follow me, but if I tell you to get out, you must get out immediately!"

"Okay, okay, my young lady." Fu Xuzhi held back his smile and looked at the arrogant white-haired boy in front of him. He felt that his heart was melted by his cuteness.

How can there be such a cute puppy in the world?

Seeing the puppy gradually soften and not seem to hate him so much, Fu Xuzhi asked a question he had always wanted to ask: "Don't you like what I did to you? I always felt that you would like it."

Mo Beixing was completely confused: "Would you like someone who teases you? Who am I in your heart?"

"But..." Fu Xuzhi seemed even more puzzled. He held his head and said, "This is what I want to do to you. There is a voice layer telling me that you will like it, but you don't like it..."

"If you were my lover, I would really like you, and I would even be happy if you went a little overboard." Mo Beixing was even a little helpless: "But you are not, you just met me for the first time, and such overstepping behavior will only make me hate you, do you understand?"

"Okay." Fu Xuzhi nodded, taking the princess' words seriously in his heart, and asked another question he wanted to know more: "Then when can we have sex?"

"What...what?" Mo Beixing didn't react for a moment and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "What did you say?!"

"I want to know when we can have sex." Fu Xuzhi repeated.

Mo Beixing's face instantly turned red, and he couldn't help but slap Fu Xuzhi in the face: "Pervert! Big pervert! Get away from me!"

As Fu Xuzhi was savoring the slap in the face and walking away, Mo Beixing thought of his bastard junior brother.

Why are all the men I meet scumbags?

Is this the fate of the American dog?