Chapter 45: There Is a Young Man in the Republic of China [7]

"Hiss-" A horse cry streaked across the sky.

Shen Chenyang hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Qingyu's thin waist and took Gu Qingyu into his arms.

But Conghan's horse didn't know why he went crazy, and he carried Conghan and disappeared.

He lowered himself from the cold, clutched the reins tightly, and clamped the horse's belly.

Conghan: Mengbao, is there a way to stop this horse?

Meng Bao rummaged through his pockets, and then said: There are tranquilizers in the space store, but they need spirit stones.

"Buy!"

"Ding-dong! Tranquilizer purchase success ......"

When the horse stopped, it was dark in front of him, and he fainted.

When I woke up again, I was in a bamboo hut, and the layout of the house was extremely simple.

Two bamboo chairs, a table, a bed, and one person......

"Cough~" From the beginning of the cold thought to speak, but at the beginning began to cough, chest pain unbearable.

"Have a cup of tea?"

Yu Mo, who was dressed in a gray robe, handed it to Cong Han with a cup of tea.

Cong Han picked up the tea and took a few sips, then looked at Yu Mo: "Why is Childe here?" ”

Yu Mo took the book in his hand and flipped it gently, and replied softly: "It took ten Yuan Datou to treat your injuries, remember to return me." ”

“……”

Mengbao: Poofhaha~ Women make you happy!

Ignoring the ridicule of Meng Bao in the space, Cong Han lifted the quilt on his body and got off the bed.

Walked up to Yu Mo and stretched out his hand to take the book in Yu Mo's hand: "It's actually a scrapbook of newspapers?" ”

After flipping through it, Cong Han found that the book was full of clippings from current affairs newspapers.

Each one is extremely neatly pasted.

"Others can't even eat, but you still care about current affairs."

Yu Mo raised his head and raised his eyebrows to look at Cong Han and asked, "Isn't it good?" ”

"Naturally, it's good, the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband. Didn't you think about which camp you would join in the past and get a half-official position? Conghan asked curiously.

Yu Mo pursed his lips and didn't speak, he kept staring at the ground, and only after a long time did he lightly open his thin lips: "Do you want to touch porcelain with your bare feet?" ”

Saying that, Yu Mo's eyes lowered his head from Han to realize that he had been stepping on the ground barefoot.

"Yes, does Yu Gongzi want to carry me up?" Cong Han leaned down and supported Yu Mo's shoulders with both hands.

A jasmine-like fragrance of daughter greeted him, and Yu Mo pursed his lips and looked at Cong Han's eyes.

"I heard that people with thin lips are the most affectionate." Cong Han stretched out his hand and touched Yu Mo's lips.

The soft feeling on his lips spread like an electric current throughout Yu Mo's body.

Yu Mo stretched out his hand and brushed Cong Han's hand, and then smiled smartly: "What does thin lips or thin affection have to do with you, Miss?" ”

"Cut! It's not fun. Conghan looked at Yu Mo's eyes, and after a long time, he patted Yu Mo on the shoulder twice, then turned around and returned to the bed, lay down, faced the wall and closed his eyes.

Yu Mo looked at Cong Han's back, shook his head, picked up the book on the table and continued to read.

It's just that the eyes have been staring at the book, but the sound of turning the book has never sounded again.

Yu Mo stretched out his hand and stroked his lips, is a person with thin lips the thinnest?

What's so bad about being unkind?

Cong Han, who closed his eyes, never fell asleep: Mengbao, find out what the reason is for the sudden loss of control of the horse this time.

As soon as Gu Qingyu arrived in front of her, the horse lost control.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Mengbao: Okay~