Obviously, no one drank this night, but everyone seemed to be drunk, looking at the lively scene in front of them, the original homesickness slowly dissipated, Jun Mo Ning was so noisy that he finally found an excuse to leave everyone and go outside. The new dagger Qi Chinese flam debuted

Yang Long looked at Jun Mo Ning who was leaving, the hand holding the water cup paused slightly, he was silent for a long time and suddenly put down the water cup in his hand, stood up and strode away, everyone looked at Yang Long's departure, just muttered and there was no follow-up.

Jun Moxi stood outside the wall and sighed slightly, the hot feeling on his face finally slowly dissipated, breathed in the cool smell of the air, felt a lot more comfortable, and was about to turn back, but he didn't want to turn around and crash into a person's arms.

"Hiss" The hard armor hit Jun Mo Ning's head painfully, and he frowned slightly, and what he saw was Yang Long's dull face and those eyes with strange colors, which made Jun Mo Ning's steps take a step back slightly.

"Lord Yang Yang." Jun Mo Ning stabilized his uncontrollable heartbeat and looked at Yang Long and called.

"It hurts" Yang Long didn't seem to hear Jun Mo Ning's call, he raised his hand and touched Jun Mo Ning's forehead, the hot hand covered Jun Mo Ning's forehead, and suddenly Jun Mo Ning's heart was beating more violently.

The flush that had just faded on his face suddenly rose again, and this time it seemed to be even redder, but it was not very real in the dark night.

"You're fine with me." Jun Mo Ning gritted her teeth vigorously, turned her head away from Yang Long's hand, took a deep breath, looked at Yang Long lightly and said, "If Lord Yang is okay, I'll go in first."

Jun Mo Ning said that he was about to bypass Yang Long and turn away, but he didn't want to make a move just now, his arm was suddenly buckled by Yang Long, and his tall body pressed Jun Mo Ning against the wall, Jun Mo Ning only felt a pain in his back, and before he could react, his red lips were suddenly caught, and he was strong without any words.

"Hmm" This series of actions shocked Jun Mo Ning to reach out and push, but Yang Long silently clasped Jun Mo Ning's hands and kissed without saying a word.

The air around him seemed to freeze at this moment, Jun Mo Ning seemed to have forgotten to breathe, and the tip of his nose was full of his smell, until his lips separated, Jun Mo Ning raised his eyes to meet Yang Long's hot and deep gaze, and for some reason, the hand that was released from restraint was thrown towards his face fiercely.

The crisp and loud slap of "pop" woke both of them up, Yang Long looked at Jun Mo Ning stiffly, a strong panic flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Jun Mo Ning didn't give Yang Long this opportunity to turn around and run away.

It wasn't until she ran out of the distance that Jun Mo Ning stopped in some fright, completely unaware that she had just done it, her fingers trembled slightly, she actually hit him Jun Mo Ning stood in place stunned, her brain was blank, trying to remember what had just happened but she couldn't remember it at all.

Yang Long stood in the dark, clenched his fists fiercely, his hanging head was hidden in the darkness and he couldn't see his eyes clearly, he actually kissed Jun Mo Ning just now, how dare he, how dare he be so presumptuous, the girl he should have guarded.

At the beginning, he was so determined to cut off everything from her, he just wanted to let himself recognize the reality, he thought he could really do it, the number of times they met over the years was almost minimal, and even if they did, they were generally not half a word.

And now, she appeared in front of his eyes all the time, countless times in his dreams, and the long-suppressed and dull feeling broke out without warning, and stronger than ever.

The kind of desire to get her, the thought, invaded his body and mind all the time.

Yang Long Huo Ran turned around, walked towards the horse tied to the trunk of the tree on the side, untied the reins and chased in the direction of Jun Mo Ning's departure, on the dark road, the galloping horse carried a decisive momentum, as if nothing could stop it.

He suddenly didn't want to do this, he suddenly wanted to tell her.

Tell her everything, everything.

Jun Mo Ning walked aimlessly on the street, her chaotic thoughts made her not know where to go, until the sound of horses' hooves came from the quiet street, Jun Mo Ning paused and slowly turned his head to look, looking at Yang Long who rode his horse from the darkness from a distance.

"Give me your hand" Yang Long stretched out his hand sideways, Jun Mo Ning was slightly stunned, looking at Yang Long who was speeding by, and he didn't know what kind of psychological drive he had, he actually stretched out his hand by the ghost, and when he noticed his movements, it was too late to withdraw his hand.

Yang Long held Jun Mo Ning's small hand with his big hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he pulled her on the back of the horse and buckled her into his arms, and the horse's footsteps did not stop at all and went towards the side gate, and the guards guarding the gate saw that it was Yang Long and immediately hurriedly opened the city gate.

"Was there a person sitting in Lord Yang's arms just now?" a guard of the guards was slightly stunned and asked.

"You're wrong, don't talk with peace of mind." An older soldier glared at the guard, his eyes full of warning, and the soldier suddenly stopped talking.

Yang Long took Jun Mo Ning all the way out of the city gate, towards the top of the hill, and finally stopped the horse on a small hill meadow, Yang Long turned over and went down, stretched out his hand towards Jun Mo Ning, Jun Mo Ning was slightly stunned, looked at Yang Long with a complicated look, and finally put his hand up.

Yang Long put Jun Mo Ning down on horseback, tied the reins and pulled Jun Mo Ning's hand to sit down on the hill on the side, between this whole action, Yang Long didn't say a word, and Jun Mo Ning didn't say a word, both of them were so silent.

The surrounding world was silent and no one made a sound, all they heard was the sound of each other's breathing, and the somewhat unstable hearts were beating, Jun Mo couldn't understand what the meaning of Yang Long's series of actions was, was it a whim, or

Just when Jun Mo Ning was thinking, he suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders, and he was wrapped in a cloak behind him, Jun Mo Ning looked sideways in shock, Yang Long's burning eyes looked at Jun Mo Ning fixedly and said, "The night is cold." ”

"Yang Long, you" Jun Mo Ning's heart trembled fiercely, feeling the big hand that had never been withdrawn on her body, as if with a scorching temperature, instantly scorched Jun Mo Ning's heart, making her heart beat even more violently.

"Don't talk." Yang Long's hand tightened, took Jun Mo Ning's whole person into his arms, and fell on the grass, Jun Mo Ning was shocked by Yang Long's move, trembled slightly, pursed his lips tightly, and wanted to struggle to move, but was hugged tighter by Yang Long.