, people are like fog and suspicion, and the light grate green silk comes again

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Qi Han went to say goodbye to Zhai Yi, and Zhao Yun went back to the hut abandoned by the hunters in the back mountains alone. As soon as he entered, he sat down on a knee-high couch with long hands and feet, and was stunned.

At the right time, Qi Han almost fell on the ice, and said, "This fall, I'm afraid that I will have to break my leg and become blind again", which set off ** in Zhao Yun's heart - yes, he asked the killer many times, but Qi Han always avoided answering, as if he was deliberately hiding something.

Zhao Yun's brows furrowed, and his eyes were dark.

He also thought that he and Qi Han were already the closest people in the world, and there should be no distrust and secrets, but now it seems that Qi Han is not willing to open everything to him......

Zhao Yun felt deeply uncomfortable when he thought of this. even began to wonder if he hadn't really entered Qi Han's heart yet?

Qi Han is a mystery. He never saw it clearly. Even if he got Qi Han's love, he was still worried that he would not be able to enter Qi Han's heart, and the mysterious fog that lingered on Qi Han's body often made Zhao Yun feel confused.

And aside, he couldn't bear Qi Han's hurt and pain like that. He wanted to find out everything, even if Qi Han didn't say anything. He also had to figure it out and make the killer and the people behind it pay the price.

It was getting dark, and Qi Han finally came back. The clothes are extremely neat, as if they have been sorted out outside, but the long hair that hangs down looks inexplicably scattered and sloppy, which is very different from the previous binding method.

Zhao Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, staring at his face.

Qi coldly shuddered: "Uh...... What's wrong?" he wiped his face in a hurry, for fear that Zhao Yun would see something-it seemed a little unusual that Zhao Yun didn't greet him outside the door today......

But obviously, Zhao Yun had already seen something.

He stood up suddenly, his fists clenched: "That's how you said goodbye?" His eyes flickered, lingering on Qi Han's messy hair and red and slightly swollen lips, his already depressed and panicked mood instantly detonated, and a violent aura rushed up in his heart, and his head was buzzing with anger.

Qi Han couldn't hold back because of his dark eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said hurriedly: "What are you thinking, it's not what you think......"

Before the words fell, Zhao Yun pursed his thin lips and looked at him deeply, without saying a word, he dodged and walked out.

Qi Han grabbed him and said in surprise: "Ah Yun, why are you going?"

Zhao Yun's gaze fell to the arm connected by the two, and he smiled coldly, "Why, if you're so worried about him, aren't you afraid that I will really kill someone?" When the words fell, he flicked it heavily, pulled out his arm from Qi Han's hand, and raised his hand to push the door.

Qi Han's heart was cold. He had never been treated so coldly by Zhao Yun, looking at the empty palm, he was also angry and angry for a while, and pushed Zhao Yun the back - who knew that Zhao Yun was calm and immovable, Qi Han pushed hard as if he had hit the iron mountain, but he took two steps back, and he became more and more angry: "Can you be normal?!Zhao Zilong, what do you think of me in your heart? Who do you think of me? Since you don't believe me so much, you have even saved the effort of communication and explanation, why do you want to be with me!" It's better to break up early...... Hmm!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a pain in his lips, and Zhao Yun seemed to be smashed by a gust of wind, and reflexively detained him into his arms, blocking his words fiercely.

Qi Han pushed him hard, but Zhao Yun's flexible and hard muscles could not be pushed, so he had to let him press heavily on his lips, grinding back and forth fiercely. The weight of the strength and the madness of the action seem to crush yourself whole and swallow it into your stomach.

Qi Han's lips were knocked out of blood, his eyes full of anger widened, and he looked at Zhao Yun's good-looking and deep eyes, and he also launched a ruthless attack, he was not to be left behind, his lips and tongue moved together, and kissed Zhao Yun back. Their lips were red, and their tongues were twisted against each other, as if they were competing to see who was the dominant one, who could control each other's senses, and who was the true owner of the kiss.

They had never kissed so fiercely.

It's like a silent confrontation.

The lips are close together, and the straight noses of each other are grinding together, rubbing and colliding from time to time, but no one cares. Both of them were breathless, breathing more rapidly than usual, and only the sound of each other's heavy gasps could be heard, and the increasingly manic heartbeat of the silent night.

Anger is accompanied by strong lust and love.

The two of them couldn't control it, and gradually kissed on fire. From the venting kiss to Qi Han being pressed down on the bed by Zhao Yun and asking for love, it only took a very short time.

Qi Han regretted dying and impulsively kissed him to compete for a high position, the lessons of the past have long been learned, every time he comes to the end, he must be defeated, and he is kissed by Zhao Yun and his whole body is weak, and he can't breathe well, until he eats it all out.

In the process, Zhao Yun still refused to let him go. While slamming violently on him, he leaned down and kissed him with his lips and teeth...... The low and muffled hum full of male lust filled Qi Han's eardrums, making him gradually intoxicated and addicted, and then completely fell into this sleepless love affair.

Not surprisingly, General Zhao was too greedy, and the two of them basically didn't sleep this night, until the sky outside the window turned white, and he vented five or six times before he would give up.

Zhao Yun's injuries were healed, and his physical strength was even worse before, but he was still in good spirits afterwards, and he took Qi Han to the Houshan Hot Spring to clean up, during which Qi Han had been drowsy, at his mercy, Zhao Yun washed and washed, but he couldn't help it anymore, and did it again in the water.

Qi Han had been sleeping lightly for a while, and in the sound of crackling water, he woke up again in the familiar violent impact and the pleasure of surging in his body. He half-closed his phoenix eyes, and couldn't restrain his physiological moan in his throat, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of eyes looking at him brightly in the dark, not Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yunzheng hugged the person in his arms, opened his slender and beautiful legs at a great angle, and when he saw that he was awake, his eyes lit up again, and he leaned over and kissed him.

Qi Han has long been used to it. After frowning, he raised his hand inertly, and with a "snap", he slapped Zhao Yun on the face - on weekdays, when he asked too much, Qi Han also beat him like this.

Zhao Yun was not only annoyed, but was shocked, as if he was more and more excited by this palm, and roared, and his movements became even more violent.

Qi Han was gagged by him, and he couldn't speak, so he had to "whine" in his throat in a low voice in protest, Zhao Yun thought he was responding to himself, and became more and more excited. After a moment of intense intensity, the two finally parted their tightly knit lips.

Qi Han slapped it again, loud and loud. His hoarse voice rang out low, a little annoyed, "...... You can't get enough of the dogs!"

Zhao Yun laughed, and said softly: "It depends on what you eat." I pick my mouth. As he spoke, he jerked his waist violently, causing the people under him to tremble, "If it's you, then you can't eat enough...... this is the first time, it's obviously over, and he is not tired yet......

"Get out. Shameless. Qi Han glanced at him and closed his eyes tiredly.

Zhao Yun gently kissed his eyebrows and muttered, "You obviously like it too." But he didn't dare to make Qi Han angry again, so he retreated unsatisfied, and helped him clean up again.

"Tomorrow, I will ride a horse and return to Tan County. You lustful and crazy disciple......" Qi Han's throat rolled, and he muttered a few more words, not knowing what to say. His timbre is gorgeous and clear, and on weekdays, it will be a little cold and detached, but at the moment, because of laziness and exhaustion, it is dyed a little sexy, like a cat, like a soft velvet, and it can touch people's hearts with a gentle float.

When Zhao Yun saw him like this, his heart trembled more and more, and he kissed him lightly on the face, and whispered in a low voice: "In the future, you are not allowed to say the word 'break up' to me again...... I really can't control myself. Qi Han was unconscious, his voice was completely lost, his eyes were closed, and he didn't move.

Zhao Yun saw that he was really tired, so he bathed the two of them in the hot spring, Qi Han nested in the crook of his arm, fell asleep, and obediently let him wash it. Zhao Yun actually had a knot in his heart that he didn't understand, but he couldn't bear to wake up Qi Han again, so after drying the person, he wrapped it in a thick blanket, carried him all the way back to the hut, hugged the person by his side, and slept together.

Early the next morning, when Qi Han woke up, he smelled the rich aroma of porridge.

Zhao Yun's cooking skills are halfway to the monk, but he has made rapid progress, and the cold water fish, green shrimp, bamboo sunflower, and millet that he caught yesterday are mixed and boiled, and he boils a nest of mixed fresh porridge, which can also be eaten.

Qi Han had back pain, he was not fully awake, he was worried about a pair of slightly swollen eyes, and sat on the rough bed in a daze. Zhao Yun immediately sat down beside him, stroked his back, and rubbed his waist, Qi Han came back to his senses, remembered the absurdity of someone's indulgence last night, frowned, raised his palm slightly, and slapped him in the face.

He was reluctant to hurt Zhao Yun, but this palm seemed to be gently brushed, causing a strange tingle on someone's face.

"General Zhao, you can take it easy in the future. Qi Han yawned, "I can't bear it." ”

Zhao Yun nodded violently and raised his head to promise: "In the future, it will never be more than four times a night!"

"How many times?" Qi Han's pupils were still covered with a layer of mist, and they opened widely.

Zhao Yun frowned, and seemed to think about it very seriously, "...... Three times?"

Qi Han lowered his head and laughed. Then he dangled a word from his throat to the tip of his tongue, and finally spit out slowly and threw it on Zhao Yun's face: "Get out of ......"

Zhao Yun ignored him, stretched out his hand and quickly rubbed Qi Han's hair, and before he scolded angrily, he turned around and took hot water and mouthwash, waiting for Qi Han to wash. Then he took the porridge dish and held the wooden ladle again, wanting to feed him......

Qi Han raised his eyebrows, and his eyelids jumped: "What are you...... What about confinement?"

Zhao Yun's face was embarrassed, like a child who had done something wrong, and his face was red. The pair of eyes that were secretly raised were extremely bright, "...... Akan, you can rest first, okay? Don't be in a hurry to get up, I'll help you with something!" He knew his own condition better than Qi Han, who had just woken up, how he fiddled with it last night, how strong it was, and what would be the condition of Qi Han's body today.

Ahem, then again, I'm going to ride a horse later. It was bound to hold Qi Han and ride together...... After the afternoon, let's see if he can regain some strength.

Qi Han didn't know what Zhao Yun was thinking in his head at all, he gave him a deep look, refused to eat the porridge ladle he fed, and struggled to get off the ground. But soon, his face turned pale, and he found that his hands and feet were so weak that he had no strength at all, so he suddenly realized, gritted his teeth and glared at the person next to him, and said through gritted teeth: "Zhao ...... Child...... Dragon!"

Zhao Yun took advantage of his angry glaring and opened his mouth to speak, and quickly fed him a mouthful of porridge.

A pair of deep and handsome eyes bent, and he smiled very sincerely and innocently: "Akan, eat quickly!"

Qi Han's face was pale, his head was full of black lines, as if he was paralyzed by serving, and he ate a bowl of porridge unwillingly.

When they weren't together, Zhao Yun was already taking care of him everywhere, not to mention now, he couldn't help him do everything with his hands and feet. What's more, Qi Han can't tie his hair at all, so he was in a hurry yesterday.

At this moment, Qi Han was leaning on the head of the bed, looking quiet and well-behaved, Zhao Yun took a wooden grate comb, stroked his long black hair, stained it with a little dew, combed it carefully for him, and finally blocked the 166 reading network in his heart yesterday