I got into the tent, took off my coat and underwear, and got into my sleeping bag.

Lying down, he still couldn't react to the information just now, obviously there was something wrong with Mei Mei's whereabouts, and Brother Zhao and Wei Na, including Xiao Zhu, were not good at stubble.

Qu Zheng has an unusual relationship with Yan Dong, Yan Dong is the captain of the dignified army and Shu border guards, and Qu Zheng is a new generation businessman with a little money, why is he mixed in with Brother Zhao's gang?

I stabilized my mind, the signal here is not good, otherwise I will call Xiaozhu to ask what is going on, she and Yan Dong are small, so they won't push me into some whirlpool, right?

It must have been a coincidence.

In the drowsiness, I heard the tent being pulled open and knew that Qu Zheng had returned.

He had a secret lock at the entrance to the tent, and when he installed it before, he told me that he and I could only get in.

Inside, there was a windshield through the entrance of the tent, and a smell of wine rushed in, and the sound of him taking off his coat could be heard, and he sprayed it a few times with some kind of spray, and the air in the tent became extremely refreshing.

He came in with a hunched body, and gently opened the sleeping bag, the sleeping bag is a single wide type, more than enough for two people to lie down, although I belong to the thin type, but the person next to me is tall, so the space is a little cramped.

I hadn't thought about this before, and now I don't care about embarrassment.

"Sleep," Qu Zheng asked in a low voice.

I straightened up, a little nervous, my eyelids trembling slightly, but I was crushed by his sudden outstretched legs, disrupting my formation.

"Where's the outfit?" His lips brushed against the side of my ear, and I could smell a faint smell of tobacco, and the ambiguous breath spread.

But I suddenly understood that he didn't drink much at all, and that the wine should have been sprinkled on his clothes to cover it up, and that unquenched kiss by the campfire at night was something that I always felt wrong.

I turned my head sideways, the tip of my nose accidentally brushing the stubble of his chin, I quickly moved my head back, and by the night light from the small window on the top of the tent, I tried to open my eyes wide to understand his expression.

He didn't seem surprised, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyelashes drooped as he looked at me carefully.

"Can I trust you? Qu Zheng! I asked softly.

He pressed his forehead against my forehead, those eyes that can penetrate people, but at this time he was immersed in pampering, which made me fall into a dream in an instant, I am not his opponent after all, otherwise how can I be easily provoked by him?

"Xu Yuan, it's all people's hearts that are messed up, everything you think is simple, don't trap yourself in, you are a spectator, remember, and I will never let my woman be in danger."

In just a few days, our relationship has not progressed quickly in this era, but it is surprising according to his understanding of me, as if I have known him for a long time, and I have an inexplicable familiarity with him, a sense of a familiar stranger.

I was not surprised that the kiss was lingering, and I was not surprised that I indulged myself and misfired myself with a gesture of farewell that I could not explain.

What is love?

It's love to stay together for a long time, and I once thought that my heart was dead.

Now, I just want momentary pleasure, and I'm going to burn all my passion to him.

I entangled my skin with my ten fingers, he confined me in his arms with one hand, the force seemed to rub me into his body, when we were both indulged in compassion, his other arm slowly extended down the curve of my body, and when I arrived, he said to me gently: "Xiaoyuan, I never force it...."

Before he could finish, I withdrew one arm and slid my backhand down his tight abs....

In his ears was his low laughter spreading: "Xiaoyuan, you...."

I don't know how long it took, I think I fell apart completely, I was really tired, I thought I was cold? But at this time, I actually had a little aftertaste.

The feeling of my body being drained and my brain being filled was really anesthetic, and I fell asleep in a state of confusion.

When I woke up again, it was dark, the wind outside the tent was whistling, the tent was shaking, I looked up at the small window on the top of the tent, I couldn't see anything clearly in the chaos outside, and the surrounding area was full of cold.

I couldn't help but reach to the side, but it was empty, and my heart thumped.....