The moon at night is a veiled beauty, bright eyes and bright teeth, bright and elegant, and the black sky is deep and frightening.

In the vast Gobi Desert, the cold wind swept the sand, when the darkness wrapped everything, the wind stopped, the unrestrained enthusiasm of the day, the heroic and rough smoke disappeared, as the night fell, replaced by gentleness, everything became silent, everything lay in the arms of the night, and the edges and corners of the Gobi were full of tenderness.

On the wall of Jiagu Pass, Yan Ruo's face was gloomy, his mood was very heavy, in the previous battle, they lost more than half of the soldiers, except for the wounded soldiers, now they can fight again is no more than 30,000, if the dog Rong night attack, they may not be able to intercept for long, whether they can hold out until dawn is unknown.

On the roof of the city gate tower, Dongfang Sai was closing his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly something was approaching rapidly, falling beside him, he turned his head sideways and was about to take out the sword, but he saw a smile in his eyes, and his heart was excited that could not be hidden.

Yan Luo put his arms around Dongfang Sai's neck and leaned close to him and said, "Is there an accident?" Well? ”

When she laughed, her eyes were full of love, warm as a spring breeze.

Dongfang Sai smiled and nodded, answered "um" and continued, "How do you know I'm here?" ”

Yan Luo pretended to approach the Dongfang Festival mysteriously, and the exhaled breath hit the root of his ear, crispy and numb, a little comfortable, she deliberately lowered her voice and said, "I saw it during the day"

Dongfang Sai let her mess around her neck, and with joy in her heart, she said gently, "Look at you, your face is full of sweat."

He stretched out his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead for Yanluo, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his movements were careful and gentle.

Yan Luo couldn't see his gentle appearance, and threw himself into his arms at once, rubbing his face against his chest, like a kitten seeking refuge.

His heart softened suddenly, and he suddenly liked the feeling of being tired of being together, and his heart was inexplicably satisfied, which is also a kind of happiness, right?

Dongfang Sai smiled, tightened his arms, he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his bones, he didn't want to be separated for a moment, he took her with him wherever he went.

"I'm here to tell you that the dog is going to attack you tonight, but be careful"

Yan Luo was lying in the arms of Dongfang Sai, she really wanted to sleep now, this chest made her feel at ease, and the protective bag that she usually disguised was all put away at this moment.

"How do you know?"

Dongfang Sai buried his nose in Yanluo's hair, sniffing the smell that belonged to her, and the fragrance of flowers that was not thick or greasy made him a little confused.

She was a walking poppy, unusually beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't resist her.

Yan Luo smiled and said mysteriously, "This is a secret, I won't tell you."

Seeing her like this, Dongfang Priest reached out and tapped her forehead, and said helplessly and dotingly, "naughty".

Yan Luo opened his mouth to bite the hand, like a fried kitten, he looked at her smooth face as jade, red as a cherry mouth, and couldn't help but feel an urge to kiss her, the hand suddenly lifted her chin, and the body pressed down.

Yan Luo felt him lean down and snort so warm that it sprayed on her face, and then two thin lips pressed down like that, she was a little surprised, was he already so unscrupulous?

For a long time, her lips parted, and both of them were breathing a little rapidly, she avoided his eyes, lowered her head, and smiled at the corners of her mouth, and her heart was beautiful

Yan Luo got up and pushed away the Dongfang Sacrifice, forced himself to be calm, and said with a serious face, "What are you still doing in a daze?" Don't hurry up and tell them about the sneak attack."

"Okay, you wait for me here, don't run around"

As he spoke, Dongfang Sai got up and jumped off the roof, and Yan Luo looked at his back, feeling like he had eaten honey, sweet from his mouth to his heart.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Yan Luo's ears.

"You like him so much?"

Shang, I don't know when he came behind Yan Luo, his body was almost attached to Yan Luo, one standing, the other sitting, Shang bent over as if whispering, looking very ambiguous.

Yan Luo frowned slightly, and the 'Bingyang' sword was held in her backhand, and the tip of the sword was pressed against Shang's throat.

"Don't you want this dead man's body? I'll get out of here".

Shang's face was white and purple, without any blood, his eyes were bloodshot, his eye sockets were deep, and his eyebrows looked like he was terminally ill, and because of the smile on his face, he looked particularly eerie and terrifying.

Yan Luo didn't hesitate to draw his sword, and Shang immediately dodged and kept his distance from her.

"It's disgusting that you're dying like this"

Yan Luo didn't expect that the body Shang was looking for was so unbearable, thinking that he was approaching him just now, Yan Luo's heart turned over and overwhelmed the uncomfortable, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"Isn't it just a physical body? What's the big deal, I'll find you whatever you want, you seem to like that kid just now, and when I take his body, we can be inseparable and never be separated again, okay? ”

Shang, as he said madly, approached Yanluo, as if he had forgotten that the person who almost killed him just now was the person in front of him.