After the rabbit mint was delivered, Mu Zhan didn't look at it for the first time, and he didn't seem interested. It was not until he remembered it later that he asked Zhao Dequan to bring it.

Green grass with triangular leaves, pointed horns, covered with a layer of short soft hairs. The appearance is unremarkable, nothing special, and the smell is also faint, a little cool and slightly bitter.

Mu Zhan pinched it twice, then threw the grass back into the box at will, with a dull expression, and turned to look for Wen Mingyu.

In the bedroom, a fluffy and soft snow white was lying on the beauty's couch, sleeping sweetly.

Since the secret was exposed, Wen Mingyu has nothing to hide. It's very relaxing to change back to the appearance of a rabbit. When it is only him and Mu Zhan, he will arbitrarily turn into a lop-eared rabbit and let his clothes fall to the side.

Now, he is half tired from writing the book, and takes a break.

Mu Zhan passed the desk and glanced down at the words book he had written. His eyes quickly swept across, with ten lines in one glance. The plot was undoubtedly attractive. Although the writing was a little immature, it was definitely a masterpiece after finishing touches.

However, Mu Zhan was not in a hurry to read the script. He had more things he wanted to do, so he walked to the beauty's couch without rushing, and sat down.

A small group of rabbits was beside his legs, and their fluffy buttocks were facing him, round and chubby.

Mu Zhan looked at him with a faint smile in his eyes.

Then, he reached out and gently squeezed the drooping bunny ears, and then tugged again.

The sleeping rabbit was disturbed and moved unconsciously, trying to avoid the messing hand, but then his nose shrugged, as if he had smelled something, he slowly half-opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Mu Zhan .

The azure blue eyes, wet and blurred, obviously haven't woken up yet.

But he raised his head, opened his mouth, let out a soft cry, and scratched Mu Zhan's clothes with his claws.

Seeing him like that, Mu Zhan thought he was hungry, so he took the preserved fruit and handed it to his mouth to feed.

As expected, the Lop-eared Rabbit moved his nose, with longing in his eyes, he took the initiative to hug his hand, then opened his mouth and snorted... biting Mu Zhan's fingers.

Mu Zhan was stunned, feeling the wetness and softness of his fingertips.

The hand loosened, and the preserved fruit fell on the beauty's couch, but no one cared. On weekdays, Wen Mingyu likes these sweet and sour snacks. But at this moment, it was completely forgotten.

The lop-eared rabbit seemed to have encountered some unparalleled delicacy.

The soft little one was half lying in Mu Zhan's palm, like a ball of freshly baked soft and sweet little sticky cake, firmly sticking to Mu Zhan's hand.

When Mu Zhan moved a little, he hurriedly chased after him, leaning on the beauty's couch with his short legs, and using Mu Zhan's strength, his upper body stood up tremblingly. The small teeth were gritted and gritted, and there was a vague humming sound in his mouth, and he whimpered aggrievedly, refusing to let go.

Mu Zhan froze, lowered his eyes and watched quietly, from being stunned at the beginning, to realizing something later, and realizing it, his eyes darkened.

Wen Changlan once said that this grass is very attractive to rabbits, and rabbits like it very much.

He listened and didn't take it seriously, but now he saw it for sure. The lop-eared rabbit hugged tightly, it was his finger that had touched the grass just now, and the scent of rabbit mint remained on it. Wen Mingyu smelled it, as if she was drunk, she swayed and stuck up, reluctantly.

The movements are straightforward and enthusiastic, and the sweet voices seem to be impossible to leave him for even a second.

A stone was thrown into Mu Zhan's heart, and there were waves, and he couldn't calm down at all.

Half an hour passed. The lop-eared rabbit seemed to wake up slowly, and the hand that hugged Mu Zhan loosened a little, and bit less vigorously.

Mu Zhan watched and asked someone to bring Rabbit Mint.

He held up the grass, and before Wen Mingyu was fully awake, he deliberately shook it in front of him twice, which immediately attracted his attention.

Rabbit mint swayed in the air, like a rabbit bait for rabbits, constantly hooking the greedy rabbit.

Wen Mingyu stared straight at it, and moved along unconsciously, stretched out her claws hard, jumped up to reach the mint, and moved to the left and then to the right, and the tail ball behind her trembled. of.

Finally, the persevering rabbit jumped high, grabbed the rabbit mint in one bite, and hung in the air.

Mu Zhan paused, afraid that he would fall, and reached out to hold the fluffy rabbit's butt.

Almost at the same time, he also leaned back, half lying lazily on the beauty's couch. The lop-eared rabbit was naturally supported by him and placed on his chest.

He lowered his eyes, just indulgently watching the little group of rabbits rolling on him, hugging the grass, licking and biting, squinting, the rabbit ears shaking, and his whole body was full of enjoyment and joy. The rabbit really liked this grass very much, and his face was fascinated.

At first, Mu Zhan looked at him like this and thought it was cute, but when the lop-eared rabbit hugged the grass, he completely forgot everything, and when he was only biting the grass, his mood became subtly unhappy.

Mu Zhan suddenly reached out and snatched the grass from the rabbit's arms.

In an instant, Wen Mingyu's line of sight followed closely, looking at Mu Zhan, his consciousness was still a little fuzzy, blinking his watery eyes, he only knew that he wanted delicious grass.

When the grass ran away, he took the initiative to chase, and when he jumped forward, he just stepped on Mu Zhan's chest and jumped up, pressing his paw on the beautifully contoured chin without knowing it.

Mu Zhan's eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly he squeezed the grass into the palm of his hand, and a drop of juice dripped from his fingers and landed on his face.

Wen Mingyu smelled it, and without thinking about it, she lowered her head and leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and licked away the drop of fragrant grass juice. After licking it a bit, there is still some unfinished content, feeling that it is not enough, and smacking it twice, as if it is a relative.

This time, Mu Zhan was really stunned, he didn't expect this at all.

The lop-eared rabbit ate something delicious, and made a contented whimper. The little paw couldn't help but patted it twice, just stepping on the corner of Mu Zhan's mouth.

Mu Zhan was slightly startled, wrapped his fingers around the fluffy paw, raised it up a little, the tender and tender meat pad was facing him, and then, in a strange way, lowered his head and kissed it.

Wen Mingyu, who was indulging in the aroma of mint, didn't think anything was wrong, and was very excited and slapped Mu Zhan's mouth twice, very cooperative.

Mu Zhan raised the corners of his lips, smiled, and then put his hand, which was soaked in rabbit mint juice, to the lop-eared rabbit's mouth.

Holding tightly, licking and biting, the object of rolling happily changed.

...

After a long time, Wen Mingyu finally woke up, and the memories of the scenes just now began to come back, clearly manifesting in his mind.

After the ball, what did he do?

Wen Mingyu's expression couldn't help but collapse.

Just getting pissed off.

As soon as he encounters this grass, he loses his senses completely, and falls into a silly rabbit who only knows how to whimper and act like a spoiled child.

He covered his face with his two paws, and he lost his face.

Then, when he heard the movement of the clothes rubbing, he couldn't help peeking through the cracks of his paws, and found that Mu Zhan was looking down at his hands, which were wet and glowing with water, and even a drop dripped down his fingertips. .

Wen Mingyu was sluggish.

Mu Zhan felt his sight, turned his head to look over, and asked, "Do you still want to lick?"

Wen Mingyu's mind buzzed, only blank.

Shark him! He is socially dead!

Mu Zhan didn't seem to see his embarrassment, so he slowly got up and sat up straight. The rabbit that was lying on his chest naturally rolled down like a snowball. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the snowball fell into his palm.

It's just that this group of snowballs is curled up and refuses to show their face.

Mu Zhan took him to clean with him. Mu Zhan washed his hands, while the lop-eared rabbit had to wash his entire body. When he was rolling and grazing, it was stained everywhere, and the corners of his mouth were even worse.

Mu Zhan washed it for him personally, and the washing was so meticulous that he couldn't pick out the slightest mistake.

After this incident, Wen Mingyu couldn't help but tell Mu Zhan not to let him touch that grass in the future.

"Why? Don't you like it?" Mu Zhan didn't seem to understand.

I like it, but I am so fascinated by it that I have no reason. That stupid look is really shameful. It's too expensive to smoke once. He would rather endure.

Mu Zhan didn't think so, "It's good if you like it, why bear it, and no one else has seen it. Gu has already seen it, so you don't need to mind."

Wen Mingyu listened, it seemed to make sense, and she listened more After a few words, he nodded confusedly, and added in a low voice: "Occasionally, it's fine, don't do it too often."

After all, rabbit mint sucks too much, and it won't be so delicious in the future, so we have to take the road of sustainable development.

So, every once in a while, Mu Zhan took out the rabbit mint, and the fluffy lop-eared rabbit would be attracted, hugged and bitten, with a hazy-eyed, dizzy drunk appearance, excited on his lap He had to roll around, twisting his body, making a milky sweet cry, softening into a puddle of water, lying on his back defenselessly, exposing his snow-white belly, groaning intoxicated.

After being active for a long time, when he was tired, he lay down and spread it out into a rabbit pancake.

At this time, Mu Zhan stretched out his hand to rub the rabbit's ears and pinched his tail, and he would not be rejected if he did something excessive.

Wen Mingyu thought that Rabbit Mint was the scene of his death, and the shameful appearance had been exposed, and there was nothing to get past.

But within two days, he died again.

Mu Zhan looked at the words he wrote.

The two male protagonists love and kill each other are still being written, and Mu Zhan is reading the finished book, because it mainly writes about slaps in the face and sweet feelings, and the interaction between the male and female protagonists is naturally indispensable.

Mu Zhan ignored it, but he deliberately read it out in front of him!

"He had a burning flame in his heart, grabbed her wrist, pressed it against the wall, lowered his head and kissed it, licking and biting the delicate petals, his emotions were hard to control, and his eyes were full of infatuation. Her clothes slipped, revealing her shoulders like condensed white jade..."

Wen Mingyu's face flushed instantly, and she exploded on the spot, reaching out to grab the script, but Mu Zhan held him down and continued to read. The low and hoarse voice was very pleasant, but what she read made Wen Mingyu want to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

He who was unhappy because Mu Zhan didn't read his words before was an idiot!

It doesn't matter how good it is, I still have to read this one.

I didn't feel it when I wrote it, but it was only when I read it I realized how shameful it was.

He has no experience in those things, so he can only make some blatant but not straightforward descriptions based on the novels he has read. But now, he realized how wrong he was.

Hurry up and find someone, either he or Mu Zhan has been sharked, there must be no one between them anyway.

Wen Mingyu was in a hurry, her eyes were red, and she almost couldn't help but want to bite Mu Zhan to death.

After reading a few paragraphs, Mu Zhan stopped and asked slowly, "You wrote the story for people to read, so many people bought it to watch it, why can't you just watch it alone?"

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, "I No..."

Mu Zhan held the script and shook it twice in his hand, "Gu is only one of the very ordinary readers, why do you react so much? Do others see you like this?"

Wen Mingyu was stunned, thinking about it. When Wen Changlan chatted with him, he just felt a little embarrassed, and there was really no other reaction.

So... is he double standard?

Why?

Wen Mingyu thought about it for a while and didn't want to understand it, but he convinced himself in his heart that Mu Zhan didn't see his words as nothing, and he couldn't read them out. He couldn't help but wanted to rush up and bite him.

Every day, Wen Mingyu stayed with Mu Zhan and didn't feel bored. He stayed in his arm pocket to go to court to learn and find inspiration. When he was not going to court, Mu Zhan handled political affairs, and he wrote his notebooks to do his homework and was busy with his own affairs.

Although Mu Zhan required him to stay within sight all the time, he did not restrict what he could do. Wen Mingyu was doing what she liked, and she was quite comfortable.

Because of the popularity of the book, the book was sold in the capital, and he made a lot of money. The ancient printing technique was high-tech, which was relatively rare. The cost of the book was naturally expensive, like a book of words, it would cost seven copies, and it would cost about 2,000 yuan in modern times.

Reading is a very expensive thing, and the poorer families have to borrow books and copy books to learn. Therefore, the emperor cherished his talents, and would provide a place for the poor but talented scholars to avoid repairing. Before, Mu Zhan ordered the construction of a public academy, and now he has accepted many students.

Wen Mingyu didn't know much about the situation in ancient times, but he also knew that studying was not easy, and it was an important way to broaden the path of life. Sometimes he wanted to be lazy, but when it came to class, he still let himself concentrate and didn't want to waste Mu Zhan's time.

Be serious when you study and relax when you take a break.

He didn't need to cover up in front of Mu Zhan, and he casually turned into a lop-eared rabbit. Sometimes, when you release your nature, it is easy to be unable to restrain your instincts and do some stupid things.

Rabbits like to drill holes, and they choose narrow places to go, under the bed, under the soft couch, empty vases, small corners... Wherever there is a gap, they like to drill. Squeezed into a ball, it's comfortable.

There's such a damn charm in the gap.

Wen Mingyu ran around, ran to the corner, and tried to squeeze herself in, the fluffy hair all over her body was squashed, her fat buttocks pouted, shook twice, and stuck herself firmly there, her face all over the place. A little deformed, round eyes upturned, squinted into a slit, but very satisfied.

After being stuck for a while, Wen Mingyu's eyelids began to droop, and she felt sleepy. She clicked twice, opened it slowly, and finally closed it completely, stuck in the corner, and fell asleep.

Mu Zhan's critique was halfway through, he looked up and saw that the person was gone, his eyes suddenly sank. There are palace guards guarding the palace. If someone or a rabbit goes out, it is impossible for no one to find out.

Mu Zhan stood up and looked for Wen Mingyu in the palace alone, without asking the palace staff to come.

After searching around, I finally found it in the gap between the back of the cabinet and the wall. Originally a soft mass of snow-white, almost squeezed into a cake.

Mu Zhan stretched out his hand, slid around the back of his neck, grabbed the rabbit out of the gap, brought it to his eyes, and looked at each other silently.

Wen Mingyu was still in a daze, filled with a sense of security and comfort in the small crevice, which would be pulled out, but she couldn't wake up immediately, her eyes were still half-squinted, her fluffy ears drooping down to her cheeks. , darling, like a stuffed doll.

After two minutes, his consciousness slowly returned to the cage. He saw the enlarged handsome face in front of him, blinked his eyes, kicked his legs, grabbed his small paws forward, and blinked his eyes twice, only to realize that Mu Zhan seemed to... Angry.

Stared at by those dark and deep eyes, Wen Mingyu hesitated for a second, the rabbit's ears trembled a little, and made a soft babbling sound, tilting his head to kill cuteness.

Mu Zhan squinted his eyes, bent the corners of his mouth at him, and seemed to smile gently. Then, when Wen Mingyu was relieved and thought he had escaped, he patted the fluffy rabbit's butt.

The lop-eared rabbit trembled with fright, and the conditioned reflex wanted to cover it, but it was a pity that the paws were too short to cover it...

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Mu Zhan put the lop-eared rabbit on the palm of his hand, poked it, and said : "Do you know it's wrong? Will you hide it next time?" The Lop-eared Rabbit nodded obediently, indicating that he knew it was wrong, but he will dare next time!

He bowed his head, his eyes were shining, and he was not afraid at all.

Mu Zhan also saw it, the corners of his eyebrows jumped, and without saying anything, he said directly: "It's time to practice calligraphy." The

lop-eared rabbit responded and was sent to the back of the screen by Mu Zhan.

After a while, a thin white hand stretched out and took away the clothes. With the slight sound of the cloth rubbing, the handsome boy walked out, his eyes were still a little red, and he had just woken up.

Practicing calligraphy, like learning, is endless. And in the process, you can calm your mind.

However, this probably does not include Wen Mingyu, especially with Mu Zhan watching.

Today is even more different.

Wen Mingyu was distracted when he practiced calligraphy, and when the ink was crooked, the entire sheet of paper was destroyed. Mu Zhan didn't know when he had a ruler in his hand. Like a real teacher, he said plainly, "If you don't concentrate, you should be punished."

Wen Mingyu stretched out his hand reluctantly. The reflection shrank back in an instant, and it was empty.

Mu Zhan smiled: "Then don't hit this."

Wen Mingyu's eyes lit up when he heard that he didn't hit, but then he reacted again, as if he had overlooked a word?

Still thinking, Mu Zhan had already walked behind him.

Unprepared, it landed below his waist.