Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Monster is Cute
At night, in the wilderness next to the official road, the healthy horses pulling the cart had their eyes closed, and they were leaning against the trunk of a tree and sleeping soundly.
Before, Li Mochou was afraid that it would not rest well and affect tomorrow's itinerary, so he wanted to overturn it and let it lie down to sleep, but was stopped by Yang Yifei, who couldn't cry or laugh.
It is impossible for a horse to lie down and sleep in the wild, it is a horse's instinct to protect itself.
Horses are domesticated from wild horses, and in the wild, horses are the prey objects of predators such as jackals, unlike horned cattle, sheep and deer, and the only way is to run to escape danger.
In order to escape danger quickly and in time, the wild horse did not dare to sleep on the ground without worry, so it had to stand and nap, maintaining a high degree of vigilance in case of accidents.
Although the family horse does not have to face these dangers, it inherits this instinct in its genes, so it is only in the stable, in an absolutely safe environment, that the horse lies down to sleep, and in the wild the horse sleeps standing up.
The special body structure of horses allows them to maintain balance after falling asleep, and does not consume energy, so they do not produce fatigue, even if they sleep standing up, they are restoring their strength and energy.
There was a bonfire burning not far from where Jianma slept, and Yang Yifei and Li Mochou sat side by side by the bonfire, eating fragrant spicy tang and drinking champagne.
At this time, Li Mochou was already a little drunk, under the reflection of the firelight, his cheeks were intoxicatingly flushed, his eyes were blurred, and the corners of his eyes were full of spring.
Champagne has a good taste and a very light taste, which will always make people get drunk without realizing that they are drunk, and people who are drunk will always be bolder than when they are sober.
Li Mochou's body shook, and suddenly leaned on Yang Yifei's shoulder, and said in a lazy and coquettish voice: "Ah Fei, these two days have been the most lively days in my life. ”
Yang Yifei smiled and said, "No, it won't." ”
"Huh? What won't? Li Mochou raised his head with a puzzled face, looked at Yang Yifei's smiling face, and asked puzzledly.
Yang Yifei turned his head, only a few inches away from her face, and said softly: "These two days will not be the most lively days in your life, the happy days are still to come!" ”
"Your name is Mo Chou, and when you meet me, you will never have any sorrows again, because I will make you happy and happy for the rest of your life."
Hearing Yang Yifei's affectionate words, Li Mochou's heart melted, her breathing began to become short, she stared at Yang Yifei's clear eyes, and murmured: "Yang Lang, promise me, never fail me." ”
Yang Yifei nodded lightly and said, "Even if I lose the world, I will never lose you, even if you lose me." ”
Li Mochou didn't argue, she showed her attitude with practical actions, she poked her head forward slightly, and her slippery lips had kissed his lips.
Yang Yifei waved his hand, and a single tent appeared silently on the ground on the side, with an air mattress bed in it......
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The next day, before dawn, the chirping of birds in the forest woke Li Mochou from her sweet dream, and the moment she woke up, the crazy memories of last night suddenly came up like a tide.
Then her face turned red into a ripe persimmon, peeked at Yang Yifei beside her, and saw that he was still not awake, so she hurriedly closed her eyes again.
However, not long after it was closed, he couldn't help but open it, turned his body slightly, and looked at the quiet face of Yang Yifei who was sleeping.
He is really handsome, his cheeks are like a knife and an axe, sharp and angular, when he is not smiling, this face gives people a sense of fortitude and majesty, but when he laughs, it makes people feel like a spring breeze, very gentle.
Li Mochou raised her body slightly, Xia Liang was perfectly outlined by her delicate undulating figure, she slowly leaned over, wanting to kiss his face secretly.
Who knew that at this moment, Yang Yifei's eyes did not open, but his head suddenly raised, and pecked her on the lips with lightning speed.
"Huh......" Li Mochou saw that his small movements were discovered, it turned out that he had already woken up, and as soon as he raised his hand in shame, he pulled the thin quilt to his head and covered his feverish cheeks.
Hearing Li Mochou's shy moan, Yang Yifei suddenly felt that those guys who could say "Lao Tzu punches a monster" are so frustrated, and the monster is obviously very cute.
Yang Yifei smiled, passed his hand under her neck, took her into his arms, and said softly: "Mo Chou, when we get to the north, I'll go to the ancient tomb to propose marriage to your master, okay?" ”
Putting his head on Yang Yifei's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat Li Mochou, hearing this, his spring-filled face changed slightly, and he said hesitantly: "It's better not to!" My master has prejudices against men, and I'm afraid ......"
Yang Yifei said: "But I want to give you a Ming Media to marry!" Your master is your only elder in this world, only after her can our marriage be considered complete, and you don't want to have regrets in the future, right? ”
Li Mochou was moved and sweet in her heart, but because of this, she didn't want Yang Yifei to be wronged, "What if she embarrass you?" ”
Yang Yifei stroked her round fragrant shoulders and said with a smile: "Isn't it normal for a son-in-law to be embarrassed by his mother-in-law?" After all, if you want to marry an apprentice who has been raised by someone for more than ten years, it's okay to be embarrassed, so I'll just do it. ”
Li Mochou's eyes were slightly red, and his pretty face rubbed lightly on Yang Yifei's chest, and he murmured like a whisper: "Yang Lang, you are so good." ”
The two of them kept warm for a while, and when Dongfang revealed the white belly of the fish, Yang Yifei asked Li Mochou to lie down for a while, and he took the lead in getting dressed and getting up.
After getting out of the tent, Yang Yifei waved his hand, and a tent appeared in the open space, and the ground nails at the four corners pierced into the ground by themselves to fix it.
The so-called squad tent is a tent that can be used by soldiers of a squad to live, and the area is naturally not small.
After Yang Yifei walked in, he released a bath bucket, filled it with more than half a bucket of water, and thoughtfully sprinkled a layer of rose petals, and then pressed a palm on the edge of the barrel, slowly outputting Jiuyang True Qi and heating the water in the bucket.
After doing all this, Yang Yifei got back into the individual tent, hugged Li Mochou with the quilt, and waited until he walked to the bathtub in the big tent before the quilt flew away on its own, and put Li Mochou's delicate body like white jade into the bathtub.
Yang Yifei's meticulous care and thoughtfulness made Li Mochou almost lost, and a thought rose in his heart that even if he wanted to die for him, he would be willing to do it.
After cleaning Li Mochou's body, Yang Yifei turned his hand and took out a set of white bras and pants from later generations, well, lace, and then bought a set of white silk skirts of the same color as his clothes.
After she finished dressing up, the whole person was a little more fairy, and then Yang Yifei taught her to use toothpaste and toothbrush.
Afraid that she would not be able to swallow it for the first time, Yang Yifei took out the kind of children's toothpaste that could be eaten.
For his own woman, Yang Yifei can really be said to be considerate, maybe age is also a reason!
Li Mochou is only seventeen years old, and his real age is already in his forties.