The dark cloud was interrupted and was very unhappy, but for the sake of the master's face, he reluctantly let go.

Chonghua glanced at Zhong Weiwei, although he didn't say anything, it was even more embarrassing than saying everything.

See what she's doing?

It's so hateful!

Zhong Weiwei blushed and glared resentfully at the man with a wicked smile on the side.

Her mount suddenly had a tummy upset, and it was like this when she changed horses, and she couldn't help but suspect that he did it on purpose.

The clouds were still agitated, and kept approaching the little mare.

Chonghua separated the two horses again, and said to Zhong Weiwei seriously: "This horse can't be ridden anymore, let people send it back first." ”

Zhong Weiwei proved his previous conjecture more and more: "Then what should I do?" ”

Chonghua's eyes looked into the distance: "Xu you are with me." ”

Hah, sure enough, so that's the end goal?

Zhong Weiwei only had a strange yin and yang qi to speak.

Chonghua grabbed in front of her and whispered, "How about I give up my life as a reward for sucking drug blood for you?" Let's get clear. ”

Zhong Weiwei muttered unconvinced: "Then who am I for?" It's not my son. ”

Chonghua didn't give her a chance to object, stretched out his long arms, and easily hugged her to the back of the dark clouds.

Untie the marres and throw it to the guard: "Send it back." ”

Dark Cloud lost his beloved, and was a little unhappy, and walked weakly in the woods, nibbling on grass in the east and leaves in the west.

Chonghua didn't care about it, and looked at the honest sitting in front with satisfaction, and his ears were red Zhong Weiwei.

hugged her in his arms, and shot several wild animals one after another.

He shook it over, rushing left and right, Zhong Weiwei's arm couldn't be used, so he had to let him come.

On several occasions he had rested his chin on her shoulder, and the breath he exhaled had blown into her ear piercings, giving her goosebumps and nearly falling off her horse.

Chonghua helped her: "What are you shy?" ”

"I don't have it, what is shyness? Will I be shy? Hahaha......"

Zhong Weiwei is strong on the outside and very hard-mouthed, "I just don't like to be so close to others." ”

The dark clouds didn't know what kind of temper they were making, and suddenly they jolted.

She was caught off guard, leaned back, and fell heavily into Chonghua's arms.

Chonghua whispered in her ear: "What about the past? I remember that in the winter you loved to put your hand in my arms to keep warm. ”

His temper has never been very good, and he doesn't like people to treat him like this, especially Zhong Weiwei's hands are as cold as snow, and when they reach into people's arms in winter, they can stimulate people to a lot.

It's just that she likes to tease him, that is, to her, so he has no temper.

Thinking of the past, Zhong Weiwei's hard heart softened a little.

"We've forgotten the past, okay?"

The dark clouds ran up, and Chonghua's voice was blown into the wind.

Zhong Weiwei pretended not to hear and shouted: "There's a deer there!" ”

Chonghua wisely did not continue the topic.

They knew each other very well that there was a presence that could no longer be touched before.

If Zhong Weiwei asked Youyou's mother, he categorically couldn't give her a satisfactory answer.

As for Zhong Weiwei and He Lingyi, they have already been asked, and it will be in vain to ask again.

That's fine, at least she's not as hobbling meat as she used to be, and she doesn't care about his hippie smile.

She would get angry, she would be sour, she would dream of him.

He and she were both locked up in this high wall, day and night, life and death together.

Time flies, and one day, she and he will forget the past, forget those people, forget those things, and start over.

Chonghua put down his bow and arrows, turned the horse's head, and took Zhong Weiwei back.

Beside the clear stream, on the green grass, Zhong Weiwei tied insects to a simple fishing rod made of tree branches, and shook it back and forth by the bushes to catch field chickens.

Chonghua sat on the sidelines and critically instructed Li Anren to wash and peel the chickens and sparrows.

Zhong Weiwei muttered in a low voice: "I only know how to eat, but I don't know how to do it." ”

Li Anren immediately said: "I'm willing!" I'd love to! ”

Zhong Weiwei threw away the fishing rod and looked at Li Anren without saying a word.

Li Anren was seen by her as weak, and lowered his head and leaned towards Chonghua.

Chonghua didn't say a word, and pulled up his sleeves, revealing the bandages on his arms.

"Since you are injured, what kind of hunting can you do?"

Zhong Weiwei muttered, lowered his head weakly and continued to fish for field chickens.

Quietly glanced at Chonghua, just in time to meet his eyes, quickly coughed dryly, and raised his eyes to the sky: "The weather is good today." ”

Chonghua ignored her, and only rolled up his sleeves higher.

Roasted sparrows are charred and fragrant, and field chickens are tender and delicious, just sprinkle a little salt, and they are so delicious that they can swallow people's fingers.

Zhong Weiwei hurriedly stuffed the meat into his mouth, and when he saw Li Anren looking at her, he asked, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

Li Anren nodded, and she said viciously: "I won't give it to you." ”

Li Anren lowered his head, and looked at Chonghua like a little daughter-in-law.

Chonghua pretended not to see it, and elegantly and calmly handed a sparrow that had just been roasted to Zhong Weiwei: "Eat slowly, don't burn it." ”

Li Anren was extremely resentful, and was determined to have a good relationship with Zhong Weiwei: "Zhong Tongshi, you don't remember villains, forgive me." ”

Zhong Weiwei is the villain's appearance: "Who is the villain?" ”

"I am." Li Anren lowered his head and stepped on his right foot with his left foot: "I haven't harmed you, at best, it's just a complaint, a lie, and a lie to you." And in the end, it was all my bad luck. ”

However, Zhong Weiwei was no longer in the mood to tease him.

She munched on the roasted sparrow in her mouth, the familiar taste exploding in her mouth, those long-ago memories invading her.

She looked at Chonghua, and Chonghua was also looking at her, they had such a good six years, and they hated each other for four years, love and hate, and their souls were entangled.

Chonghua stretched out his hand to Zhong Weiwei, Zhong Weiwei looked at his beautiful palm, smiled and put a roast field chicken.

Chonghua was a little disappointed, and stuffed the field chicken into his mouth, chewing until the bones creaked.

Zhong Weiwei felt that her bones were crispy when she heard it, she thought that Chonghua would treat her well, but there was nothing wrong all the way, and he was a little more gentlemanly than when he came.

But when he helped her off the horse, he put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear: "I hope you will dream of me tonight." ”

It was already dark, and the light of the torches shining on his face was dazzlingly beautiful.

Zhong Weiwei reluctantly withdrew his gaze and wanted to slip away quickly.

He wouldn't let her go, held her wrist tightly, didn't speak, just wouldn't let go.

"I'm going to hurry tomorrow morning, and I'm going to rest early." Zhong Weiwei lowered his eyes, nervous as if he was holding hands with him for the first time.

Chonghua was finally willing to let go of her: "I will definitely dream of you." ”

Zhong Weiwei pretended not to hear and trotted into the tent.

Looking at her back, Chonghua felt that the appearance of the heirs of the Kunlun Hall was not entirely a bad thing. (To be continued.) )