In the end, he didn't touch the coldness of Shen Wenqi's body with his own hands, and he didn't know the twists and turns at all, Jiang Yan thought that he was not old enough to be dizzy, and he was still a little angry in his heart, and he blew his mustache and said, "Well, I saw it, he vomited." Ranwen I said that the fifth son, come out of the water quickly, from day to night, and soak in the water again, I really think of myself as an iron! Come up first, and then talk about the rest. ”

Fu Chun got Jiang Yan's affirmation, and he could see that Fu Chun's hands were trembling, his lips were spurting, and he couldn't make a sound when he was excited, and no one heard what he said.

The man standing around Fu Chun, his eyes were wide open, the things in front of him were strange and bizarre, the night was dark and the wind was high, the wind was cloudy, the little boy in his arms was obviously cold, the men's scalp was numb, and they didn't dare to make a sound when they heard the wild screams that came out of the hazy night from time to time.

Fu Chun opened his mouth again, and finally made a sound, hoarse and ugly, and shivering coldly, turned his head, looked at a group of men, and his eyes were full of desire for a positive answer: "You have all seen it, it was he who vomited!" ", looking affectionately at the person around his chest.

The men looked at Fu Chun in front of them, he didn't have four, five or six from the beginning of speaking, his hair was untied, his long hair was mixed with water and sand and tied to his cheeks, the water was wet from head to toe, the corners of his eyes were red, there were blood stains on his mouth, and his chest was open. The bones that have been dead in the water for a short time are still new, and the strange events of the resurrection are inevitably imaginative, and the answer that was originally certain is now uncertain how to answer.

The little man in the water looked at the wild Fu Chun, and he didn't dare to say much at this time, not to mention that saying it was obviously an invitation to merit.

Jiang Yan looked at Fu Chun, who was stupid and crazy in front of him, like a woman, his side was faintly depressed, his nose was a little sour, he was really old, he couldn't see this, he wanted to cry bitterly, and coaxed Fu Chun: "Oops! Oops! Fifth son, you are tired, physical and mental tension will inevitably have illusions, come up, come up, the little boy is just asleep, don't ice him anymore. ”

Fu Chun didn't give up asking for an answer, and looked at the men and repeated what he had just said.

Jiang Yan winked at everyone.

The men in the dream, as in the dream, nodded: "It's him, it's him who vomited." ”

Fu Chun let out an "oh" and cried and laughed

got up, probed Wen Qi's snort, and said to himself: "It's heat!" He stroked Wen Qi's right cheek, rubbed his thumb against his lips, and his eyes flashed with decisive attachment, pain, and reluctance.

His forehead was pressed deep against Wen Qi's forehead, and he closed his eyes.

Jiang Yan on the boat didn't know what to say, he loved everyone to the bones, and he became a demon. I didn't see the relationship between the two normally before, but now I look at it and I'm terrified.

Men and men fall in love, Luoyang is prosperous, the South Building Restaurant, I haven't seen it when I'm young, but it's just a rich kid, teasing and playing, just looking for fun, such as the five sons are affectionate and forgetful, I'm afraid that this is the only one, the love and love in the world is really untouchable, once contaminated, fall into it, can't extricate yourself.

It's just that between this man and man, how can there be a soft fragrance in the arms, and the love of fish and water is gentle and small, if there is a woman in the arms, it may not be what the magic will become.

Fu Chun gave Wen Qi a kiss on the forehead, raised his chin and rubbed Wen Qi's hair: "Good, little naughty, let's find a dry place to sleep again, rest assured, everything is with me!" ”

After speaking, Da Heng picked up Wen Qi and walked towards Jiang Yan's boat.

Jiang Yi bent his body, wanted to take a hand, and took Wen Qi.

Fu Chun hugged Wen Qi's body and dodged to the right: "No, in my arms, such docility, I'm afraid that this life is only once, in the future, in the future, there is no future." You don't understand him, as long as he has the opportunity, he is an extremely picky person, and if he doesn't sleep well, he will frown. ”

Jiang Yan let out an "oh".

Jiang Yan looked at the calm water below, and asked Fu Chun beside him the most important and most concerned question: "Is this blocked?" ”

Fu Chun also looked at it, sneered, and hummed impatiently: "Don't bother me!" ”

Jiang Yan thought about Fu Chun's temper as the king of Hades, after all the changes, don't provoke him, no matter what temper he has, after all, he is his own nobleman, without Fu Chun and the others, what will he become? Paddle a small boat and settle down on a dry ground first.

After getting off the boat, a bonfire had been lit on the land, Fu Chun wore his long hair, hugged Wen Qi in his arms step by step, walked to a bunch of bonfires with only two people, and didn't care what others looked at, squatted down, hugged Wen Qi from behind, and caught

Wen Qi's little hand roasted in front of the fire.

The two men looked at the man in cold condition, and looked at a man with his head hanging down in his arms, as if he were not angry, and went to his companion's campfire very familiarly.

Jiang Yan didn't care whether he was disliked or not at this time, the noble sons in the capital probably had some strange special hobbies, and if they saw it, they didn't see it. coughed and said, "Fifth son, do you still need to block this embankment?" ”

Fu Chun glanced at Jiang Yan lightly with his voice, and then looked at a quiet water area with a swaying white light more than ten steps away, and threw it to Jiang Yan: "Just look at it!" ”

He started the matter at hand as if no one was around, roasted Wen Qi's little hands seriously and carefully, and leaned the back of Wen Qi's head against his chest. Fingers gently run through the hair to comb the hair, and do not hide the dirt and mud between the hair, and gently imprint a mark.

staring at the fire, he seemed to say to Jiang Yan beside him, and seemed to be talking to himself to the bonfire, speaking slowly: "That herring roe led people all the way east to salvage the silt, it should have been successful, and the pressure was relieved here."

If he hadn't interspersed those few words in the middle and didn't arouse the anger of the people, maybe it would have been dredged up a long time ago, and there would be all these twists and turns.

It was all blocked.

If it weren't for the last punch.

If someone helps Aqi when the flood comes, I won't miss everything. ”

When it came to missing everything, Jiang Yan obviously felt that Fu Chun was suppressing something, and although his words were soft, he could still hear the resentment in Fu Chun's heart. Like a flame wrapped in ice, suppression and rage exist in a person.

Jiang Yan was confused when he listened, and he wanted to say something, listening to him, thinking that the most important information was that the river was smooth, and there was one last mouth, so he was relieved, forget it, let him have a good rest, looking at the two people who were snuggled together with tattered clothes and desolate, he sighed.

Jiang Ti organized people to plug the gap.

After Fu Chun warmed Wen Qi's hands and feet, Wen Qi, who was nested in his arms, frowned, coughed, and spit out some sewage, Fu Chun patted Wen Qi's back before spitting out the dirty water in the esophagus.

Reaching out to untie the wet and sticky clothes Wenqi was wearing, thinking about drying him and letting him sleep more comfortably.