The fire in the barracks was blazing, Shi Yong's robe was quietly placed on the smoke cage covering the stove, and the room was warm, quiet and beautiful too real.

When she opened her eyes, Shi Yong suspected that she was dreaming, sat up and looked at it for a long time, and found herself lying on a bed covered with a soft mattress, covered with a thick quilt, and she was stunned for a moment to detach from reality.

She's back.

Louronse.

And she was shocked to find that this room was not hers.

Shi Yong slowly turned his head sideways and saw Zhao Yin sitting on the bench by the smoke cage.

He was tall, and he was a little reluctant to lie on the chair, so he took a bench and put it on his feet, his boots were not faded, and he put a fox fur on his body at random, and his hands, feet, and knees were exposed, and he was sleeping soundly.

Shi Yong frowned.

In the early hours of this morning, I rushed from Qingshankou to the Lulong camp, and it was almost dawn. Shi Yong originally wanted to go back to rest, but when she saw Zhao Yin's leg attack, she stayed and pressed for him for acupuncture for a while. Then the two talked for a while, and Zhao Yin brought hot water to let her soak her feet.

Shi Yong lived a very hard life in the camp of Wuliang Khan for a few days, and it would naturally be more comfortable to soak her feet in hot water before sleeping, she did not refuse, she lay on the chair, soaking her feet, and talking to Zhao Yin.

Then he fell asleep.

Obviously, it was Zhao Yin who carried her to the bed to rest.

Even gave her the bed.

It's not the first time that the two have been in the same room, Shi Yong doesn't feel awkward, but he is a little uncomfortable.

In fact, she didn't wake up, but seeing Zhao Yin lying on the chair so aggrieved, she couldn't bear it, and with a yawn, she tiptoed out of bed and walked to the side of the smoker, squatting to look at him.

"Your Excellency!"

She called him softly, but Zhao Yin didn't respond.

Shi Yong looked at his face up close, unaware of the smile on his face.

Zhao Yin slept very deeply, breathing evenly, two rows of long eyelashes covered his deep eyes, and there was a faint layer of haggard under the eye circles, thinking that he had not rested well in the past few days.

Or would she carry him to bed too?

Shi Yong propped his chin and looked at his long body, estimated his weight, thought about this possibility, and stretched out his hand to try it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he hugged it, Zhao Yin opened his eyes.

He is extremely sensitive to the touch of others.

Looking at Shi Yong with a pair of red eyes, there was a brief incomprehension and confusion in his eyes, as if he was dreaming at her.

"Your Excellency, are you awake?"

Shi Yong smiled awkwardly, and was about to explain that he was not taking advantage of him, when Zhao Yin's hands circled him.

It's fast, it's powerful. Pulled her shoulders, slowly helped her waist, and then dragged her whole person up, and hugged her completely to himself.

He sighed, satisfied, gently tucked her in his arms, closed his eyes, remained motionless, and fell asleep again.

Shi Yong: ......

Zhao Yin, who had his eyes closed, lost the indifference of riding his horse and raising his sword to slash the enemy on the battlefield last night, and also lost the lonely height of his spleen, and he added laziness and sexuality between his eyebrows, and became very approachable.

"Your Excellency!"

Shi Yong touched his chin, saw that he didn't react, and struggled to get up.

Zhao Yin frowned, clasped the back of her head, pressed her head to her neck, and rubbed her sideburns with shallow breathing, without making a sound or making any other moves.

He just held her like she was a fire that could keep her warm, or some other dead thing that wouldn't breathe.

Shi Yong: "......"

It is not comfortable to sleep in a chair at this time, and Zhao Yin is even more tall and healthy. Half of his body was hot leaning on the smoke cage, but the other half of his body was cold, Shi Yong was close to him, and it was the same at this moment, half flame and half ice, tangled.

What does this person do?

Hold her, just hold her?

Did he think she was a furnace?

Warm breathing falls on the forehead and is evenly rhythmic. Shi Yong lay on his stomach silently for a long time, confirming that he was really asleep, angry and funny.

I'm afraid that this person is not half-asleep and half-awake and sees a woman, so he casually takes it into his arms?

Know who she is? Just hug!

Shi Yong tried to break his arm to free herself, and cooperated with the action, but her leg inadvertently pressed over, accidentally touching him......

The young man was full of vitality after falling asleep, this Shi Yong understood, but she was not mentally prepared, so she wiped it coldly, and her heart was a little unbearable.

The sleeping donkey is so muscular that it's hard to ignore its presence. Shi Yong silently moved away, but the arm that held her was tight.

Zhao Yin's snort was a little heavier, and he suddenly raised his hand to press her back and put her on his body.

Shi Yong's face suddenly turned red.

She didn't expect Zhao Yin to have such a Meng Lang move, and she was a little panicked about what was going on. However, before she could react from her nervousness and surprise, Zhao Yin had already stopped moving.

He was still asleep, leaving her alone with a fawn alive, but he just frowned and fell asleep.

Blame her for thinking too much,

He didn't wake up at all!

Shi Yong looked up, his gaze falling on his chin.

The green beard, the jawline is well-defined, and he has lost weight.

"My lord, are you asleep or awake?"

Zhao Yin replied vaguely, he didn't know what to say, his eyes didn't open, Shi Yong poked his shoulder socket funny, but he still didn't react.

Slept too deeply, too deeply.

Tired of it, right?

Shi Yong raised his head slightly, moved his body up, and sighed in his neck, he seemed to be unable to bear the itch, gently pulled down her hand, and tightened her waist.

"Ah Shi!"

“……”

"Be honest."

“……”

Do you know it's her?

Shi Yong's face was a little burned.

However, she could not be honest in his arms.

Shi Yong suspected that this was just a knee-jerk reaction and answer in his sleeping state, and he didn't really wake up, so to confirm, she reached out her paw and slowly reached into his robe.

Zhao Yin has been lying on the chair for so long, his clothes are cold, but his body is very hot, like a fire, it is extremely warm when he sticks to it, Shi Yong sighed comfortably, and the hard work and tiredness of the past few days of wandering have melted into his even breathing.

couldn't move, she simply didn't move, and leaned on him to keep warm out of boredom.

Back to Lu Longsei, she only slept for less than two hours, and she was already a little sleepy, and gradually her eyes couldn't hold on, and she was also a little confused, so she fell asleep on Zhao Yin.

This time, she slept very long and deeply, and even accidentally fell into a nightmare that she had not seen for a long time.

She dreamed of the Tusi Dazhai who had just come to this world, and the young Yong who was locked in a cage. I dreamed of the steps of the man in black as he approached in the prison, and the suffocating feeling when he grabbed her throat.

I also dreamed of Zhao Huan......

Shi Yong had never dreamed of Zhao Huan before.

In this dream, it is extraordinarily clear.

He leaned under the west window, the peach blossoms in March fell like rain, the warm breeze made people dizzy, and Zhao Huan's smile seemed to have the residual drunkenness of peach blossoms.

"Yong'er, where have you been these days?"

A piece of peach blossom fell on her face, Shi Yong felt a little itchy, but her body was weak and weak, and she wanted to take it off but couldn't do it.

"You know what? I've been waiting for you here for a long time. ”

Zhao Huan looked at him with a smile, holding the green jade wine jug in one hand, and gently uncovering the petals covering her eyes with the other, looking down at her, her red lips were extremely close.

"These days, the capital is suddenly cold, the weather is cold, and you are not there, it is very difficult."

"Do you know how cold I am in the prosperity of the prosperous world at the feet of the Son of Heaven?"

"Fortunately, it's spring, I'll wait for you to come back."

Shi Yong's heart was beating fast.

She wanted to tell him that she hadn't come back and didn't want to come back, but the voice seemed stuck in her throat and couldn't make a sound.

"Yong'er, don't leave me again. Never. ”

The aura on Zhao Huan's body was familiar and unfamiliar.

It made her think of another taste, another man's taste.

Zhao Huan has the dignity of the princes and grandsons, and also has the hobbies of the princes and grandchildren, likes to mix incense and play the piano, and his body exudes a clear fragrance all year round, and there is a fragrance on his belongings and even his hair.

She used to smell good, but now she's a little bored. She seemed to be in love with the breath of another person. The man had never had such a creamy scent.

His person, his taste is completely different from Zhao Huan. Sharp, cold, detached, but makes people want to get closer.

"Look, the peach mellow is almost gone." Zhao Huan said, "Yong'er, I'll feed you a sip, okay?" ”

His lips tugged down, and he smiled lazily.

Shi Yong's eyes widened and he reached out to push him.

"Don't."