Liu Moyan's words were very bad and unkind, but his eyes were fluctuating colors, and when this sentence came out, he finally felt that the irritability that had just been pressed in his heart began to melt, and it was much more comfortable.

His hand struggled to hold up, his sore body was still weak, Liu Moyan's fingers pinched his thighs suddenly, the pain was drilling, and he must have been bruised, in the end, he staggered to stand up, stood up, straightened his back, and expelled the wavering man with his eyes without showing weakness.

Liu Moyan's movements, words and even eyes, like an ice knife, poked into Duan Jinrui's heart, and the memory that he had buried deeply opened a corner, the back of his hand was full of green muscles, and his face was cold: "You don't want me to throw you down!" ”

A loud drink mixed with ice chips made Liu Moyan stunned, he looked up, Duan Jinrui's breathing was a little heavy, his eyes were dark and heavy, and he stared at him coldly, and then, the man who had just taken a step back, gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and squatted down violently in an indomitable posture, carrying the young man on his shoulder.

As if throwing a lifeless sack, Liu Moyan was caught off guard, choked on a mouthful of saliva, the itch in his throat could no longer be held back, cough cough cough, heartbreaking: "You bastard, let go, cough cough!" ”

"Don't forget, Plague ......"

Squeezing these words out of his lips, Liu Moyan's hand pushed and refused, and slapped the arm that tightly wrapped his waist, crackling.

Duan Jinrui's arm seemed to be poured with iron and stone, hard and unshakable: "If you really have the plague, I am infected now, so, shut up!" ”

Like a strong tiger, with domineering and unquestionable resoluteness, Liu Moyan's refusal hand was unconsciously a little soft, his throat was a little thirsty, and something emerged from the deepest part of his body, which overwhelmed him and made his cheeks quietly red.

The man's body was still stained with blood and gravel and soil, the crow-like hair was messy, and there were a few blades of grass stained on it, and the smell of soaphorn that smelled good last night was replaced by a strong smell of blood and sweat, such a sloppy man, if he saw it so close in the past, for Liu Moyan, who had a habit of cleanliness, it was tantamount to an all-round torture, but, at this moment, maybe the sun was too good, maybe the wind and cold stirred his brain into a mess, the young man's head was slowly lowered, lips, gently, Very gently stained the man's exposed, sweat-stained neck.

Touching it, Duan Jinrui didn't notice the young man's small movements, and concentrated on finding the way, Liu Moyan tilted his head, and his lips were a little unsatisfied, not daring to look at the smooth back of his neck that touched it, looking at the shadows and rocks on both sides of the rocks, he suddenly remembered something: "Aren't you a road idiot?" ”

“…… No! ”

was silent, and Duan Jinrui's voice was a little depressed.

"Don't lie, don't tell me you deliberately lingered under my cave for that long last night......"

Sneered, but Liu Moyan's ears were erected high, at this time, he inexplicably wanted to hear the man's affirmative answer, even if he did it on purpose, for the sake of Duan Jinrui's face that made him feel comfortable, he didn't care, and the young man's face smiled a little silly.

“…… That's to lure the Assassins ......"

Duan Jinrui's voice was a little depressed, it seemed to be squeezed out of his throat These words, Liu Moyan couldn't see the man's expression, and tilted his head, because of the man's truth, he was wondering, if Duan Jinrui really had a road idiot, where would he not hear any rumors, and what this man would do was to cover up his shortcomings, and he would never reveal them so obviously.

Looking at the back of the man's head, it was really a good show, but unfortunately he helped, or was he too busy, his fingers rubbed the man's back, vented his dissatisfaction, and decided: "Don't worry, I will help you catch more assassin ...... in the future"

Very stupid promise, who would say in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that he would meet a lot of assassins, but, very heartwarming, the man's lips quietly hooked: "I'll wait for ......"

What he was happy about was not the help promised by the teenager, but the two words in the future, since they met, they would have many, many years to fill the gap, so good.

The man carried the boy's hands on his back and pressed them even more tightly against his back.

Maybe something was said, maybe there was something strange between the two people after that night, on this part of the road, something strange that they hadn't realized yet, and the next mountain road was difficult and dangerous, but the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious.

The mountain road was bumpy, even if Duan Jinrui was already very careful, he still couldn't bear the inconvenience of the man's legs and feet, Liu Moyan had a worse headache, questioned Duan Jinrui, gambled with the man, and dissipated all the strength he had easily accumulated, before falling asleep, he remembered that he still had gold sore medicine in his arms, tugged the man's collar, and whispered, let him not be stingy with the medicine powder, and quickly heal his leg.

Duan Jinrui's deep voice answered softly, and Liu Moyan, who had fainted with confidence, tightened his grip, he didn't tell the young man, after accidentally discovering some fragmentary wounds on the other party's back because of last night's hot love, he had already pressed the bottle of gold sore medicine that he deliberately left behind to Liu Moyan's wound, the bottle of gold sore medicine that belonged to the young man, and when the young man was fine, or his leg couldn't hold on, he would use it, but he didn't plan to say these words.

The road is too long and too dangerous, even if he doesn't stop hurrying, he still didn't reach the foot of the mountain before dark, Duan Jinrui could only stop helplessly, put the sleeping Liu Moyan under a leeward mountain wall, look for dry firewood, make a fire, open the water bladder filled by the spring during the day, wet the cloth towel, and help Liu Moyan, who has a tendency to rise again, cool down, and, while the other party was sleeping soundly, he found out the young man's gold sore medicine and sprinkled it all over the wound on the other party's back, but this time, most of the medicine bottles were empty. Liu Moyan's back wound is not deep, but Duan Jinrui does not dare to ignore it, he knows some medical theory, wound infection is easy to cause fever, it is not good in the first place, and it must be treated carefully.

Duan Jinrui was so busy that Liu Moyan occasionally moved his eyelids, and saw the man's figure wandering beside him in a daze, and slept peacefully.