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Hearing Mo Chengjun's hidden threats, Nangong Yuan and Zhang Sifeng laughed coyly for a bit. They did not even have the time to say their goodbyes, and immediately left under his fierce gaze.

"How long are you going to keep causing trouble?!" Seeing that Chen Zitong was still reluctant to give chase, Mo Chengjun's face turned as black as ink. Every word that left his mouth felt like it was filled with ice.

"Uncle, don't be angry …" Seeing that Nangong Yuan was irreparable, Chen Zitong rolled her eyes that were black and shining brilliance, "Actually, if you laugh, I think you're rather handsome!"

Seeing her acting this way, Mo Chengjun once again thought of the time when she pretended to lose her memories. In the bottom of his heart, he once again confirmed that she was pretending like this.

However, Chen Zitong was destined to be that accident. She had once drunk and held Xu Yaying's hand to discuss the "Analects" for an entire night!

Therefore, Mo Chengjun was destined to be shocked again and again tonight!

"Uncle, I'll tell you in secret …" Moving forward, Chen Zitong gave a shallow smile and leaned onto Mo Chengjun's body as if he had no bones. His red lips pouted, and his slender fingers quietly swiped across his earlobes, "Actually, I'm a Goblin!"

"Demoness?" It was unknown if it was intentional or not, but Mo Chengjun's arm was wrapped around his waist.

Even though it was such a intimate action, there was still a bit of clarity in his eyes. He did not believe that she would not reveal any flaws! No matter how good his disguise was, he would eventually reveal some clues!

"Yes, I was originally a fox demon that lived on the top of the Green Spirit Mountain. Because I admired the prosperity of the world, I came here to have a stroll. Uncle, how about we go in the spring?" Holding the restless hands at his waist, Chen Zitong's smile became even more devilish, the light in his eyes captivating.

"Didn't you just say that you have a husband?" Despite her soft and tender hands wrapping around his big hands, Mo Chengjun seemed to be a little careless. However, he still stared at her unblinkingly.

"You're talking about that dead person's face. Who told you I didn't have any experience leaving the mountain just now? That's why there are people who don't recognize me!" However, now that the dead person has been killed by me, he will not become our obstacle! " Chen Zitong sighed, as though she was really sighing for her wise man.

Even with Mo Chengjun's shrewdness, he could not help but feel a little angry, "Inhaling all the Yang energy? Died? "

"That's right. But don't worry, uncle, I still want to be with you for a long time, so I won't completely absorb your yang energy. Don't worry …" Speaking till here, Chen Zitong suddenly stopped, the pure smile on her face suddenly became two parts more evil, or could it be, uncle is afraid of not being able to resist my enticement, so he doesn't dare to try it?

"Chen Zitong, are you done making a fuss?!" Mo Chengjun suddenly had no mood to continue the act with her. He threw her onto the sofa and looked at her condescendingly, with eyes filled with either anger or depression.

"Aiya, it was seen through …" Chen Zitong shook her dazed brain, and laughed indifferently. She then moved to a comfortable position on the sofa and looked up innocently at him: "How do you know my name?"

Hearing the first half, Mo Chengjun loosened the tie around his neck, but the second half could be heard as the tie was put back on.

The alcohol in his mind was boiling, Chen Zitong's eyes, which were originally covered in the alcohol, now lit up strangely.

"Using alcohol to act crazy, you seem to be more and more capable!" Finally, Mo Chengjun could not help but open his mouth first.

"Acting crazy through alcohol? no...no...no ... I am someone who does not get drunk. If you do not believe me, I will drink to show you! " Shaking his finger, Chen Zitong's eyes lit up. He picked up the bottle of wine on the table and poured it into his mouth.

Mo Chengjun fiercely pressed down on her hand and knocked over the bottle, "Didn't you want to have a chance at success? "Alright, then do as you wish. Take off your clothes, there's no need to specially choose a place to stay. Just stay here!"

After getting drunk, Chen Zitong would be the strong one on the outside. It was fine for her to tease others, but once she took action, and recalled the blurry figure in her mind, she didn't want to do it anymore!

"No need …" I still prefer the handsome guy from before... "You're too old …" However, even if she backed off, she didn't forget to strike a blow at the man in front of her.

"Old or not? "We'll know after we try!" A tinge of evil appeared in Mo Chengjun's deep eyes. The emotions that were accumulated in his mind before had all turned into flames at this moment. Since she wanted to play, then he would play it all out with her!

"..." Actually, I was lying to you before! "My husband is not dead, and he's also a very powerful person. If he finds out, we'll both be finished!" Looking at Mo Chengjun's expression, Chen Zitong felt as if something had flashed past her mind. Unfortunately, the power of the alcohol was too strong, so she wasn't in her normal space and time at the moment.

"Too noisy!" Mo Chengjun stepped forward to cover her mouth, and with a gesture, he tried to take off her clothes.

Whatever he did, he wouldn't do anything in this place. All he had done was to scare her, and he wanted to expose her. Even now, Mo Chengjun still believed that Chen Zitong was throwing a tantrum.

Her red lips slightly opened as her sweet tongue faintly licked the palm of her hand that was covering her lips …

Chen Zitong's current actions could not be predicted using common sense. Just when Mo Chengjun thought that she would be exposed, he never expected her to make such an ambiguous action.

What was she going to do? For a time, he was at a loss as well!

If she was angry at him, she would definitely not be willing to get close to him! But now, she actually had a faint trace of enticement. Could it be that she had really drunk too much?

"Chen Zitong, look carefully, do you really not know who I am?" Releasing her hands, Mo Chengjun's deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, staring straight at Chen Zitong's reaction after hearing these words.

"Who the hell are you?" Escaping from danger, Chen Zitong sucked on her forefinger as she looked at Yue Yang seriously, but her face was still unclear, she could only faintly make out her facial features.

"I am Mo Chengjun!" Mo Chengjun enunciated his name one word at a time, while observing her reaction.

"Uncle, you really know how to joke …" Chen Zitong laughed tenderly, "Mo Chengjun is my husband, how can you be Mo Chengjun? How could Mo Chengjun come to this kind of place? It's not like there's any skill in lying! "

Her muddled brain now was not enough to support her thinking. If she did not know him, then how could the person in front of her know her name, and how could she accurately say Mo Chengjun's name!

However, the flippant words made Mo Chengjun's eyes look even warmer, just because of that sentence 'Mo Chengjun is my husband'!

"Chen Zitong, stop messing around, can we …" Her softening heart brought warmth to his words. At this moment, his words were filled with a bit of love, helplessness, compromise, and love.

"Uncle, how did you know me?" The drunk Chen Zitong couldn't grasp the crux of the matter at all. Instead, she was trying her best to understand the details of what had happened. She was constantly conflicted over how her name had come out from the mouth of this' stranger '.

"..." I'm your husband! " Immersed in the previous sentence of 'Mo Chengjun is my husband', Mo Chengjun's expression was like spring had returned to earth, there were no traces of frost at all.

"Impossible, my husband isn't this old!" With the help of the alcohol, the blurry figure that Chen Zitong saw seemed to be a little old, so she was certain that the person in front of her was at least in his forties, so how could he possibly be Mo Chengjun!

Hearing this, Mo Chengjun didn't know whether to laugh or be angry. At this point, he was basically certain that she had drank too much.

"What kind of person is your husband?" After confirming the fact that she had drank too much, Mo Chengjun asked her with a tinge of enticement. He wanted to hear how she defined him.

"Face of death!" Arrogant! Overbearing to the point of being conceited! "He doesn't know how to respect my ideas and still beat me up!" When the accusatory words came out, Chen Zitong's face was filled with anger.

"…" Not expecting to hear such an answer, Mo Chengjun resisted the urge to strangle her and asked: "Don't tell me, he doesn't have any good points in your heart?"

"Even if he has a thousand evils, at the very least, he once …" Speaking of the most crucial point, Chen Zitong stopped talking, her red face drooping down, as though it had gained a bit of redness.

"At least what?" It was so difficult for him to hear her heartfelt feelings, so how could she not say it when she was halfway through her sentence?

"Why should I tell you!?" Chen Zitong humphed with pride and immediately asked an irrelevant question, "Uncle, do you know why you are old so quickly?"

"Why?" For a moment, Mo Chengjun's train of thought was actually pulled by her.

"Because …" After dragging her voice for a while, Chen Zitong spoke in an extremely nasty tone, "Mind your own business and get old quickly!"

Inwardly warning himself not to bother with a drunk person, Mo Chengjun thought of the question that he had been worrying about for a long time. Instead, it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to ask about it clearly, "Do you know a person called Feng Chen?"

He waited for a while, but there was no answer.

Mo Chengjun walked forward and realized that she had fallen asleep!

He tapped her forehead with love and hate and looked at her uncomfortable sleeping posture and involuntarily pulled her into his arms so that she could sleep more comfortably.

On the second day, when Chen Zitong opened her eyes, she felt a sharp pain coming from her head. Just how many bottles of alcohol did she drink last night, how could she fall asleep just like that? The body beneath him reminded him that there was a man!

Could it be … He had lost his temper after drinking too much!

He turned his neck stiffly and the face of the person beneath him appeared in front of his eyes bit by bit.

Why was it Mo Chengjun again?