Chapter 141, the mountain dwelling has no years, and they have forgotten the past and the present

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In the early morning, Qi Han woke up very uncomfortably.

The mountains are empty, and birds are chirping. There is sunlight penetrating through the cracks in the window, and the golden rays cut are sparse and brilliant.

Qi Han's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a strong backache, especially in the waist. He raised his hand to his waist...... Who knew that this action touched somewhere behind him, and it was dull and sour, swollen and itchy, and even more uncomfortable.

Qi Han's face was sluggish, and he subconsciously lifted the quilt and looked between the legs of the two...... Dengshi's face darkened, and he looked angrily at the culprit who hugged him beside him, and trembled with anger.

Zhao Yun was still asleep, his arms hugged him tightly, and the handsome face close at hand exuded hot heat, and the hot breath was all sprayed on Qi Han's neck.

General Zhao had no restraint last night, and ate several times, but he didn't know how to eat until he completely fainted and lost consciousness, and he didn't know when he stopped......

Qi Han was so angry that his liver hurt, and he pushed away the person who was entangled with him.

There was a slight tingling in the lungs, as if it had not fully healed due to cold disease, soaked in ice water, and tossed for most of the night, so uncomfortable. Thinking of all the bad things about the cold disease, Qi Han's heart tightened, and he hurriedly probed his forehead, fortunately, there was no fever.

He must have been in his heart, and then he remembered that Zhao Yun had always been alert, after his movements, why was he still asleep?

Qi Han's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but be taken aback when he caught a glimpse of the bloodstained wounds on Zhao Yun's body. Hurriedly leaned over to look. saw Zhao Yun with his eyes closed, his cheeks were red, and his lips were chapped and white, and he was unconscious.

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Zhao Yun fought against nature with manpower for several days, broke through the mechanism set up by Zhai Yi, and the injuries accumulated, coupled with the excessive blood loss on the ice lake yesterday, this illness did not go away, and he was bedridden for several days.

The two lived in a small cabin in the back mountain, far away from Zhai Yi's snow house.

In the past few days, in addition to taking care of Zhao Yun, Qi Han still went to the snow house to take care of flowers and crops. But for some reason, he rarely met Zhai Yi again.

Qi Han sometimes fished fish from the ice lake, or caught whitebait and green shrimp, stewed soup for Zhao Yun to eat, and left some for Zhai Yi, but the next day, the things were still in the same place, and they didn't move.

Zhai Wei still left early and returned late, but he didn't meet Qi Han, as if he deliberately avoided it. Until one day, he suddenly fell ill in bed.

Qi Han waited for Zhao Yun to drink the medicine and fell asleep, and before he walked into the snow house with the basket, he heard a weak cough from inside.

Qi Han hurriedly entered the house, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but be deeply stunned.

Zhai Wei lost a lot of weight.

The blue brocade robe, worn on him, became too wide and no longer fit. He was untied, his hair was loose, his face was paler than before, his thin wrist bones were resting on his lips, and he coughed softly.

A pair of shining eyes lifted up and landed on Qi Han, who was rushing in, without half a wave.

"You're here. The corners of Zhai Yi's lips hooked up a shallow smile, "As you can see, I have become ill from hard work, and I am afraid that I will have to take care of you today." ”

Qi Han was stunned by his generous and calm attitude, as if he had deliberately avoided it in the past few days, which was an illusion.

Qi Han didn't mention this stubble, put down the bamboo basket, and stepped forward to probe his forehead.

The familiar fragrance on Zhai Wei's body came, Qi Han's eyes were stunned, and for a moment, he was in a trance, and the hand that was close to his forehead trembled.

Zhai Wei lay down sideways, looked at Qi Han's distracted eyes, and said lightly: "I want to eat the chicken fir in the back mountain." It rained in the east last night, you went to find a termite nest, picked some and came back to cook soup, remember to put less salt flowers, just improve the taste. ”

Only then did Qi Han come back to his senses, his hand paused slightly, and he made a "hmm" sound, and took it off his forehead, and he did not have a fever.

The atmosphere seemed a little strange, and Qi Han subconsciously wanted to find something to say: "I remember the first time I ate it in the snow house, it was this chicken fir soup, right? ”

Zhai Wei didn't answer, just looked at him motionlessly.

Qi Han's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he suddenly had the urge to run away.

But he smiled very calmly, "Ah Yun's injury has just improved, and he is about to recover, but you are sick again." It seems that in the past few days, we have a sick rune here and everything is unfavorable. As he spoke, he lifted the quilt up and put it on Zhai Wei's body.

Zhai Yi looked at him and suddenly said, "It's okay for me to be sick." Things out there are nearing the end, with me or not, it's almost the same. I'm tired for days, although I'm sick, I can take a rest......" His voice paused slightly, his eyes did not fluctuate, but his hands were secretly clenched in the quilt, "Brother Han, I am going to leave Xuelu in the near future." Will you go with me?"

The answer is obvious.

He had already calculated it, but he still couldn't help but ask.

He clearly knew that the Ah Yun in Qi Han's mouth, the person who lived in the back mountain with Qi Han, was the person he had called in his dream before, and he was also the general who broke through the level a few days ago and was unparalleled.

He knew everything, even the true identity of Qi Han's body, but he still had a glimmer of hope.

When Qi Han heard what he said, he felt a little sad inexplicably.

But he still looked up and replied to him seriously: "I will be with him." Rebel brother, it is difficult to gather and disperse in this world, and most of them are misguided. I am very reluctant to part with you. This time in Xuelu may be the most unforgettable and cherished time in my life, you ...... And recuperate with peace of mind, don't think nonsense. ”

The throbbing in my heart was still there, but because of Zhao Yun's arrival, it seemed to have broken through the fog and understood a lot.

Zhai Yi smiled and bowed his head: "That's it, it's okay." I hope we can reunite in the future. His eyes sank, and his heart was cold, like the frozen Llama Lake, silent and waveless, but it was a freezing temperature.

The day of reunion is not too far away.

But how can the hearts of those who have been scattered be reunited?

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Qi Han really picked chicken fir from the mountains and cooked soup for Zhai Yi to drink. But the two of them were relatively silent, and they no longer had the same laughing and talking, cheerful and carefree appearance as before.

Qi Han was a little distracted and returned to the cabin in the back mountain. Frowning slightly, he sat back on the couch in a gloomy manner.

As soon as the sound of opening the door sounded, Zhao Yun was excited, quickly turned over and sat up, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Akan," his arms were hot, and as soon as he hugged Qi Han in front of him, his hands began to be a little dishonest. The hot cheeks rubbed against Qi Han's slightly cool side face, kissing lightly, and the deep voice was full of pampering, "Are you going to grass again?"

Zhao Yun's fever had almost subsided, and the injury was just a trivial matter to him, if it weren't for the traps in this mountain forest, Qi Han ordered him to rest in bed and didn't allow him to go out, he would have run down the ground and all over the mountain. At this moment, he smelled the faint smell of vegetables on Qi Han's body, and thought that he might have seen that Zhai Yi, Zhao Yundeng was a little angry, and his chest was sour.

Qi Han let out a low "um" and said slowly: "Brother Rebel is sick, I cooked soup for him and fed him medicine...... Hmmm......"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the soft lips were sealed.

Zhao Yun's eyes were as dark as an abyss, and there seemed to be a cluster of flames burning in them, pressing him under him, regardless of the layers of white bandages on his chest, he only resisted Qi Han and kissed him wildly.

Damn, I'm going to see that wild man again!

Rebel brother, rebel brother, so affectionate!

…… Give him soup and medicine!

Zhao Yun's eyes turned red, anger and lust rose almost at the same time, and regardless of Qi Han's struggle, he grabbed his two wrists, picked up a white bandage from the side, and quickly tied a knot.

Qi Han's brain buzzed, and before he could react, he listened to Zhao Yun's rapid and heavy breathing, and a hard object was gently grinding between his legs, and he became angry and said angrily: "Zhao Zilong!

After waking up in the morning, I pestered myself and did it hard...... It's not yet noon, and he's asking for more!

Seeing that his injuries were healed in the past two days, Zhao Yun was completely unrestrained, pestering Qi Han for love every day.

Qi Han either couldn't break him and was caught by him, or he was frightened when he covered his wound and screamed in pain, and didn't dare to move anymore...... has been dismantled and eaten again and again, I really don't know where Zhao Yun got so much**!

It's as if that world-famous martial arts are all used in love!

"Zhao Zilong, you're crazy, let go of the!" Qi Han was tied by him for the first time, and he was anxious and angry, and burst out with a foul language.

His face turned slightly pale, and the feeling of losing control of his body was inexplicably terrifying.

Zhao Yun ignored it, leaned over and grabbed his lips and kissed him hard, his body pressed against Qi Han's body, and the fire rose. He cried out in his heart for this man—a mad, deep-rooted, even morbid longing.

Qi Han was extremely depressed, his feet kept kicking and kicking, because of fear and excitement, a layer of sweat grew on his back, soaking through the moon-white clothes.

Zhao Yun quickly unbuttoned his shirt, his big hands wrapped around his waist, and his calloused fingers caressed his flexible and slender waist, which was obviously a strong body belonging to a man, but it was smoother than Shu satin silk.

"If you kick it again, the wound will be opened. Zhao Yun crouched in Qi Han's ear, his voice low and charming.

"You!" Qi Han's confidence was gone, and he frowned, "...... Then let go of Lao Tzu first!"

Zhao Yun shook his head and pursed his thin lips, as if he was still aggrieved: "I...... I love you. ”

Three words, it hit Qi Han's weakness at once.

The corners of his mouth twitched, looking at Zhao Yun's blazing and undisguised gaze, and he couldn't say anything to refuse.

Zhao Yun looked down at Qi Han, his inky black hair hung down on the side of Qi Han's face, and he lost the restraint of his bun and silver helmet, and the appearance of his hair was dyed with a different style on top of his handsomeness. He looked at Qi Han's eyes and said, "I get drowsy after drinking medicine every day, but you are not here when you wake up." I've been waiting for you, watching the sun fall inch by inch outside the window...... Actually, if I can't see you for a moment, I will miss you, you have left me for so long......" As he spoke, his thin waist shrugged, and he hit Qi Han's thigh heavily somewhere under him, "Akan, do you regret being with me...... You don't think about me every day?"

Qi Han closed his eyes gloomily, obviously being confessed by Zhao Yun every day, but he still couldn't stand his eyes and words, his heart was sour and soft, and he actually felt that forget it, he wanted it so much, just follow him.

When he opened his eyes again, he said, "Yes." I regret it. I don't think about you every day. "Lao Tzu goes out all day and night to pick herbs, mushrooms, fishing and catching shrimp, all stewed for ghosts.

Zhao Yun spewed out a hot breath from his nose and frowned: "If you dare to regret it, I will lock you up." ”

As soon as the words fell, he fell down, eagerly touched and kissed, and impatiently stretched out, and the huge thing broke in. 166 Reading Network