Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 9 Dead Fish, Beautiful Boys Disorderly (2)

If Ah Duan doesn't do it, he won't stop!

Simply, before Master Soul Water could react, he covered the handsome young master's mouth with his hands, and dragged the young master to hide in a dilapidated corner beside him, taking refuge temporarily!
It was too late and then quickly, the back door of the Mo family's mansion opened with a "Yiya", and the sound of the door opening was superimposed with the muffled sound of two idiots falling into the trash pile——

The one who went out was a man, dressed in navy blue...a boy?
He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he was wearing a bamboo hat when he went out, and the black gauze was in front of him, just judging from his figure, he should be a young man, tall and tall.

He stood still, looked around in the alley to make sure that there was no one around, he turned around, closed the door, and left alone.

"Pfft—ah——" Ah Dan choked out a sigh of relief!

What a broken place, it stinks!
He patted the dirty dust off his body, and looking back, Master Soul Shui stood there blankly, with dirty scratches on his handsome face——

"Master?" He raised his hand, wanting to wipe it off for him, but unexpectedly, Soul Shui trembled and grabbed the kind little follower!

"Ah Dan! Look - that guy is sneaky, he must be a bad guy."

"Uh...young master, even if it's not a good thing, it's the Mo family's business and has nothing to do with us..."

"No!" He sniffed, why did he smell a very sensitive smell?
That smell kept reminding him: that person—a natural rival in love!

"If my guess is right...hehehe...the one who died must be that broken fish from the Mo family." The unruly young man, with a sword eyebrow, raised his finger and rubbed his chin. Only he knew that his mind was confused. A mess of bad ideas came up.

Before Ah Dan could turn around, a gust of wind rushed past him——

"Alas, alas—Master! Master, where are you going?"

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They followed the mysterious man through many streets and alleys.

The young man walked hurriedly, raising his hands from time to time to cover the bamboo hat on his head—for fear that a gust of wind would blow away his veil.

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