A drop of cold rain fell on Zhong Weiwei's face.

She snapped open her eyes and found herself still on the back of the dark clouds, and Chonghua was still behind her.

She was curled up in his arms, wrapped in his cloak and resting her head on his arm.

And he, all the time, has been in the same posture, so that she can rely on her steadily.

Zhong Weiwei didn't dare to move, she didn't know how to face such a Chonghua, she kept her eyes half-open and kept looking ahead.

The moon had already taken refuge in the clouds, a crisp cold wind blew, and occasionally a few drops of rain fell.

Chonghua raised her free hand and gently pulled up her cloak, covering her head and face.

His big warm hand brushed her cheek, and he paused nostalgically?

Zhong Weiwei didn't hold back, blinked her eyes, her eyelashes crossed Chonghua's palm, and she keenly noticed that his movements were stiff.

She was a little nervous, both afraid that he would make fun of her, and she hoped that he would make fun of her.

In this way, she could naturally turn away from him, cut off all hopes and desires, and think of nothing more.

Chonghua didn't seem to notice that she was awake, withdrew his hand, and continued to drive the horse quietly.

Zhong Weiwei was full of thoughts, feeling that this road to the camp was thousands of miles away.

It was clearly the dark clouds carrying her, and it was clearly Chonghua's arms supporting her head, but she just felt indescribably tired.

If she can't pretend, she won't pretend, she sits up straight, stretches, and yawns.

Pretend to be nothing: "Oops, how did I get past my sleep?" Where is this going? ”

Chonghua said in a deep voice after a while: "We will be at the camp soon." ”

"Oh." Zhong Weiwei moved forward and left his embrace, and a chill suddenly ran down his spine.

She thought about it, and retracted it decisively, what should she do if she is sick?

It's not that she suffers from her own sin, so she can't help it.

Chonghua did not embarrass her, but silently let her rely on him to draw warmth.

The rain stopped after only a few o'clock, and there was no wind, and there was peace everywhere.

Zhong Wei only had a feeling, as if there were only two people left between heaven and earth, her and Chonghua.

She had never been so eager at this moment, the road would never come to an end, the sky would never dawn.

Just let her and him snuggle quietly like this, share a horse, feel each other's body temperature, and go on like this.

But the sky will always be bright, and the road will always have an end, and the person who walked in front of the path stopped and made a gesture to Chonghua.

Chonghua motioned for the dark clouds to stop, grabbed Zhong Weiwei's arm, and carried her under the horse.

Zhong Weiwei was so cold that he felt that he was so annoying to treat her in this way.

Wouldn't it be okay to tell her well and let her get off the horse by herself?

Carrying her down like a chick, it's so annoying!

Before she could express her resentment, she was covered by a cloak with Chonghua's body temperature.

She wrapped her cloak very spinelessly, forget it, adults don't remember villains.

Chonghua dismounted, handed over the dark cloud to the guards to lead, grabbed her arm with one hand, took her to his side, and whispered: "Don't make a sound, there are not many people in the camp who know that I am not there, walk back quietly." ”

The environment he faces is complex and sinister.

If King Qi and the others knew that he had left the camp and only led more than a dozen people to walk on the mountain road at night, they might have done something risky.

Zhong Weiwei followed behind Chonghua with a complicated mood and quietly walked into the camp.

Suddenly remembered that in Cangshan in the past, she had also sneaked out with him in the middle of the night to play.

played until the next morning, and then quietly touched back, and he also walked forward, holding her arm with one hand.

She was wrapped in his robe and held the snacks he bought for her in her hand, walking and eating all the way.

Occasionally stuff two for him, but he always dislikes it.

was sighing, and saw Chonghua look back at her, with a lot of nostalgia in his eyes.

Zhong Weiwei knew that he also remembered the past, and his heart was inexplicably soft, so he lowered his head and stopped being troublesome anymore.

Bypassing the outpost, he finally returned to the camp without any problems.

Chonghua stood still and looked at Zhong Weiwei in silence.

Zhong Weiwei was panicked by him, silently took off his cloak and handed it back.

Chonghua didn't answer, and he refused to let go of her hand.

Zhong Weiwei stuffed the cloak to Li Anren and sneezed again.

Chonghua finally let go and walked into the big tent without looking back.

Aunt Qian stayed awake all night and sat on the edge of the bed all the time.

Seeing Zhong Weiwei enter, he stepped forward and patted her twice: "Do you want to die?" ”

Aunt Qian didn't hurt when she beat her, Zhong Weiwei had a hippie smile, and she was very sorry:

"How can I die so easily? If it hadn't been for the leakage, I would have walked out of the paddock by now, and I would be able to reach Changlian tomorrow morning. ”

What a great opportunity, just wasted.

Aunt Qian hates that iron is not steel: "I'm too lazy to talk about you, wash and sleep." ”

Zhong Weiwei hugged Aunt Qian's arm and coquettishly said: "I'm hungry, I can't eat enough and I can't sleep." What about Xiaotang? ”

Aunt Qian said angrily: "I didn't see it." ”

Could it be that Chonghua really drove Xiaotang back to Cangshan in a fit of rage?

Zhong Weiwei was in a hurry to sweat, turned around and ran towards Chonghua's big tent.

Probably because she was ordered, the guards of the big tent didn't stop her at all, she rushed in one breath, and just opened her mouth: "Your Majesty ......"

Immediately, he turned his back again, covered his eyes in embarrassment and walked out: "Weichen didn't see anything." ”

Chonghua, who was bathing, calmly raised his head and glanced at Li Anren.

Li Anren immediately coughed, and the two iron guns "choked", blocking Zhong Weiwei's way back.

At the same time, Li Anren slipped out of the loophole.

"Wipe my back." Chonghua casually threw a wet handkerchief over, and just smashed into Zhong Weiwei's hand.

Zhong Weiwei threw the handkerchief to the ground in disgust, pretending not to hear anything.

"Come on, send Xiaotang back to Cangshan immediately." Chonghua laughed angrily.

This woman is getting more and more angry, more and more fearless, she knew to pretend before, but now she is too lazy to pretend.

Zhong Weiwei immediately softened, bent down to pick up the wet handkerchief, and sighed: "Alas...... People are old, useless, look at this shaky hand. ”

Chonghua didn't expose her either, and sat firmly in the bathtub with his back to her.

The masculine and graceful shoulders and backs were exposed in front of her, and Zhong Wei blushed only when she saw it.

She rubbed and touched it, rubbing and rubbing it with two fingers as if it were tickling him, and she wanted Chonghua to be unbearable and blast her out.

However, Chonghua seems to be very patient, not only does not dislike it, but also enjoys it.

On the contrary, Zhong Weiwei couldn't stand it anymore, as if he was rubbing his clothes with a washboard, and he rubbed it rudely.

The more she rubbed harder, there was a sound of water, and Chonghua suddenly stood up, revealing a strong and powerful back waist and a shadowy ditch below.

Zhong Weiwei was angry and hateful, and was about to express his disdain, when he was attracted by a hideous scar on Chonghua's left vest. (To be continued.) )