Hearing the hurried footsteps behind him, Chu Mu turned around and looked: "Huh? Why are you chasing me again?"
Nan Mo put his arm around Chu Mu's shoulders and said, "I don't want to go back."
"ah?"
"I've been nervous for three days, and what happened this morning was so exciting that I can't quite recover." Nan Mo seemed a little embarrassed.
"No way?" Chu Mu thought he was joking.
"Really? Feel it if you don't believe me." Nan Mo took his hand and pressed it against his chest without hesitation. "Look, isn't it beating very fast?"
The chest under his palm was burning hot, and even through the clothes, Chu Mu could feel the beating.
Chu Mu felt around, but the beating hadn't subsided; instead, it had gotten even stronger. "Ah, a fast heart rate isn't a good sign. Should we get a doctor to check it out?"
Nan Mo shook his head: "It's useless. I've had this problem since I was a child. The doctor said it's incurable and I can't be frightened."
“…”
Chu Mu took his hand away and said with a forced smile: "If I remember correctly, this body is not yours, right?"
Nan Mo: .
I was careless.
Chu Mu turned and left.
This time Nan Mo didn't chase after him.
When turning the corridor, Chu Mu inadvertently saw Nan Mo still standing there with his head down.
"whispering sound……"
Chu Mu pursed his lips and turned back: "Let's go, I'll accompany you for a while."
Nan Mo's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Chu Mu suddenly thought that Nan Mo was only twenty years old, even younger than Xiao Baicai.
He's a real fresh meat.
"Oh, you just love to act like a spoiled brat," Chu Mu shook his head in disgust, "Go change your clothes quickly, let's go shopping."
"good!"
Nan Mo picked up her clothes and ran, exuding happiness from her hair to her feet.
"Child's mind."
Chu Mu waved his hand and chuckled. The sunlight gently caressed his cheek, outlining a layer of golden edge on his profile.
The servant who was running from the other end of the corridor saw Chu Mu's seemingly unintentional smile as soon as he turned the corner.
The servant's eyes flickered slightly, but his legs were completely out of control and he ran faster towards Chu Mu.
"Master Chao Chao," the servant stopped one step away from Chu Mu, "The Duke wants you to come over. It seems like he has something to ask."
Chu Mu glanced at him sideways: "Jie Ye, do you think I'm blind?"
The servant raised his head and chuckled, "Little mute, you have a really sharp eye!"
"It's not that my eyes are sharp," Chu Mu pointed at the boy's chest, "it's that your scent is too strong."
"Smell?" The servant raised his sleeve and sniffed around. "What's that smell? I chose this suit of clothes that the washerwoman had washed clean."
"It's not the smell of clothes," Chu Mu patted the servant's fake face, "it's the smell of a gangster all over your body. It's too strong."
The servant smiled crookedly, took Chu Mu's hand and pulled him into his arms: "Rogues are good, they don't follow the rules, they have many tricks, and they are the best to please wives."
"The most shameless one is the real one." Chu Mu pushed him and said, "Hey, let's get down to business. Where is the eunuch who leaked the information?"
"It's so rare to see each other, and you didn't even say a word of affection. Instead, you just mentioned the eunuchs, which was a real letdown."
The servant pulled Chu Mu back into his arms again, and put his hands into his clothes in an indecent manner, stroking him from time to time.
"Wife, you are so tender."
The servant's breathing became heavy and rapid, and his hands moved in an impatient manner.
"Wife, I miss you so much..."
Chu Mu let him touch it twice at first, and when those calloused fingers pinched the fruit stem and tore it, Chu Mu's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened wide -
He grabbed the two wandering hands and pushed them away.
He turned around and stepped back, a glimmer of vigilance flashing in his eyes.
The servant blinked innocently: "What's wrong?"
Chu Mu's eyelashes fluttered imperceptibly, and then she smiled: "Don't you think it's too much to indulge in lust in broad daylight?"
The servant heaved a sigh of relief: "Then I'll come find you tonight."
Chu Mu neither agreed nor refused, but took a half step back when the servant tried to approach again:
"Nan Mo is coming over here quickly. Tell me, what happened to that eunuch?"
The servant licked his lips and chuckled: "He accidentally fell into the water and drowned."
Chu Mu was not too surprised and nodded slightly: "Looking at his appearance, he must have killed many people. If he dies, then he dies. What about Master Hong?"
"I don't know, there's something strange about that old Grand Tutor," the servant said, his playful expression subsiding. "I've visited the Grand Tutor's residence several times at night, but I couldn't find him anywhere."
"You're not home every night? That's really strange." Chu Mu shook the cuffs of his hands, "Wait, I'll ask Nan Mo to go check it out."
"Nan Mo, Nan Mo," the servant suddenly said, "Wife, this name appears quite frequently."
"More than that," Chu Mu straightened the collar of his clothes that had been torn apart by the servant, "I heard footsteps. He should be arriving at the scene in ten seconds."
Not only Chu Mu, the servant also heard the sound.
"...I'll come find you at night."
Before he finished speaking, he leaped back and forth several times and landed on the roof of the opposite house before Nan Mo appeared.
"Mumu—" Nan Mo looked sharply towards the rooftop where the servant had disappeared, "Is anyone coming?"
"No," Chu Mu shook his head. "Did you see a ghost?"
"It's broad daylight," Nan Mo touched his arm, "please don't be so creepy."
"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Chu Mu seemed to have discovered a new world.
"Who—who said that?" Nan Mo stiffened his neck. "That's something only three-year-olds would be afraid of."
Chu Mu smiled with his eyebrows curved.
[Stinky kid, you're pretty cute, much cuter than that ghost who's always telling lies.]
Nan Mo automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, completely immersed in the joy of Chu Mu praising him for being cute.
——It turns out that beauties like innocent young men. Oh, yes, they also like quiet young men who don’t talk much.
Nan Mo thought so in his heart, and remained silent all the way on the street. He would just "hmm" or "oh" when Chu Mu asked him something, and said nothing else.
This confused Chu Mu.
[What's wrong with this kid? Is he worried? Is he really scared?]
Nan Mo was equally confused after hearing this: Why does the beauty feel this way? Is it because I don't smile enough?
Chu Mu looked at Nan Mo thoughtfully for a few times, and inadvertently saw a small stall selling clay figurines nearby.
[Well, to comfort children, toys are probably fine.]
"Let's go and take a look."
Chu Mu took Nan Mo's hand and walked to the side of the stall, and immediately fell in love with a puffed-up little tiger.
"Look, this one looks a lot like you."
Chu Mu handed the little tiger to Nan Mo: "Awoo——"
"So cute." Nan Mo's eyes were fixed on Chu Mu's face, unable to move away at all.
Chu Mu thought to himself: [Ha, I knew it, little brats really need toys to coax them.]
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