"Brother Xian, I knew you were coming."

Ye Wuwu trembled and hugged Wen Xian tightly.

Feeling Ye Wuwu's slight trembling, Wen Xian immediately turned around.

"Isn't it cold?" Wen Xian took off his coat and wrapped Ye Wuwu whole.

Feeling the warm taste that belongs to Wen Xian, Ye Wuwu happily wanted to cry.

"Brother String......"

Ye Wuwu hooked Wen Xian's neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his thin lips.

The softness on his lips made Wen Xian freeze instantly, and he subconsciously wanted to push him away, but was shocked by the crystal teardrop.

Tears of happiness slid down the corners of his eyes, and Ye Wuwu stretched out his little tongue, jerkily seducing his long tongue.

The hot tears burned his heart like a hot soldering iron, leaving him with no strength to push away. The outstretched hands also slowly retracted, hugging him tightly into his arms.

Feeling Wen Xian's movements, Ye Wuwu felt a burst of joy in his heart, and kissed him even harder.

Wen Xian tried his best to endure it, but he couldn't match Ye Wuwu's jerky kiss.

Finally, Wen Xian took Ye Wuwu's movements and kissed him eagerly.

The hot and crazy kiss seemed to burn Ye Wuwu throughout. Weakly fell into his arms, allowing him to kiss wildly.

Wen Xian gasped, kissing Ye Wuwu with all his might, at this moment, there was no entanglement, no struggle, no pain, no sorrow, only wholehearted love.

The hot kiss is no longer satisfied with the lips, but slowly wanders, tossing and turning around the ears and neck.

Where has Ye Wuwu experienced this, he only felt as if he was in a fire, so hot that it seemed to be about to burn; He felt as if he was submerged in water, and the endless feeling of suffocation made him faint at any time.

The hot big hand unconsciously moved on Ye Wuwu's body, bringing a piece of heat.

"Hmmm......"

The fiery suffocation made Ye Wuwu groan softly.

Hearing Ye Wuwu's delicate soft moan, Wen Xian instantly came to his senses and pushed Ye Wuwu away violently.

"Brother Xian?"

Ye Wuwu opened his eyes in confusion, and there was intoxicating lust in his eyes.

Looking at the clothes that were untied by himself, Wen Xian's eyes flashed with thick self-blame, and he helped Ye Wuwu pull up his clothes in a panic, and then turned around in embarrassment, wanting to escape.

"Brother Xian, don't go ......"

Ye Wuwu took Wen Xian's hand, his eyes full of pleading.

"I'm sorry...... Wen Xian closed his eyes in pain and gently pulled off Ye Wuwu's hand.

Looking at Wen Xian's flustered back, the tears in Ye Wuwu's eyes couldn't help falling one by one.

"Brother String......"

Leaning against the big tree and slowly sliding down, Ye Wuwu hugged his legs tightly and shrank under the tree, licking alone like an abandoned little beast. wounds.

Brother Xian doesn't want him anymore......

Wen Xian ran out like crazy, he didn't care about the branches shaving his face, he didn't care about the vines stumbling, he rushed to the waterfall of the mountain stream, and stood straight under the water like that, letting the waterfall fall over his head.

"Ah......h

Wen Xian slammed his fist at the stone wall behind the waterfall, and the red blood slid down the water, but he didn't feel any pain.

Why?

His head slammed against the stone wall, and Wen Xian closed his eyes in pain.

Why did God torture them so much?

Wen Xian stood at the bottom of the waterfall all night, and did not return to the villa until dawn.

In Qingyou Villa, Han Xiao was practicing swords, Nuan Se, Liang Sheng and Yan Mo were drinking tea, and the two little ones hadn't gotten up yet.

Seeing Wen Xian come back in embarrassment, everyone was shocked.

"You, what did you do early in the morning? How did it get like this? ”

Nuan Se looked at Wen Xian's dejected appearance and closed her mouth in shock.

"Third brother, are you okay, why is your head broken?"

Liang Sheng also hurriedly got up and looked at Wen Xian with a worried expression.

The corners of Han Xiao's eyes twitched unconsciously, didn't this guy go up the mountain, how did he look like he had gone down to the sea.

"Third brother, you ......"

Blazing Feather, who was standing at the door, was stunned when he saw Wen Xian's appearance.

Wen Xian ignored everyone's concern and went directly to his room.

Blazing Feather came back to his senses and walked behind Wen Xian, "Third brother, have you seen Brother Wuwu?" ”

Wen Xian turned around when he heard this, grabbed Blazing Feather's shoulder, and said nervously, "Didn't he come back last night?" ”

Blazing Feather was startled by Wen Xian's appearance and nodded in a daze.

"He didn't come back to his room all night last night."

Wen Xian staggered back a step in despair, and then rushed up the back hill like crazy.

Looking at Wen Xian's crazy back, everyone finally came back to their senses.

"Worry-free didn't go back to the room, why didn't you say it earlier?" Nuan Se rushed in front of Blazing Feather with a brisk stride.

"I ......"

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Blazing Feather lowered his head in shame.

He thought that Brother Sanssouci would be with the third brother, so he didn't say it.

"Forget it, don't talk about him, hurry up the mountain and look for it."

Han Xiao patted Blazing Feather's shoulder comfortingly.

"Yes, yes, let's go up the mountain to find it."

The crowd hurried up the hill together.

Bing Zhi walked out of the room in a daze, but no one was seen.

Strange, where have all the people gone today?

Bing Zhi muttered and went to the small kitchen to find something to eat.

"Worry-free ......"

"Where are you......"

The crowd shouted anxiously while looking around for worry-free.

Wen Xian ran to the place where he and Ye Wuwu broke up last night.

Looking at the white robe lying alone under the tree, Wen Xian's heart slammed up.

He can imagine how sad, scared, and lonely he will be when he is gone.

"I'm sorry ......"

Trembling hands picked up the white robe on the ground, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Worry-free ......"

Wen Xian clutched the white robe tightly and began to look for worry-free like crazy.

Under the cave a few hundred meters away, Ye Wuwu seemed to hear someone shouting at him, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"I'm ...... here"

Ye Wuwu wanted to shout, but his throat was like a fire, and he couldn't make a sound.

Reaching for a clod of dirt around him, he threw it out with great effort.

It's a pity that Ye Wuwu's strength is too small, and the clods of soil don't fly out at all, but hit the dirt wall and crumble into slag.

Ye Wuwu fell to the ground dejectedly, very desperate in his heart.

"Worry-free ......"

The shouts outside were getting farther and farther away, Ye Wuwu was anxious, and when he saw a branch not far away, he immediately climbed over, picked up the branch, and slammed on the earthen wall.

In an instant, the dirt on the wall fell "in a slump".

As if hearing something, Wen Xian turned around sharply and ran in the direction of Ye Wuwu.

"Worry-free, is that you?"

Wen Xian was lying at the entrance of the cave, and vaguely saw a figure, and his tense heart instantly relaxed.

Hearing Wen Xian's voice, Ye Wuwu was overjoyed, and opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only pick up the branch and knock it on the wall again.

Hearing the sound of branches, Wen Xian frowned.

"Don't worry, you go to the side, I'm coming down."

Ye Wuwu obediently climbed to the side and lay down against the wall.

Wen Xian waited for a while before jumping through the narrow hole.

Looking at the carefree lying on the ground, his face was pale and carefree, Wen Xian's heart was so distressed that his heart was about to break.

Carefully took him into his arms and heartily brushed the dirt off his face.

"How are you? Where did it hurt? ”

Looking at Wen Xian, who looked anxious, Ye Wuwu shook his head effortlessly.

"I'll take you out."

Wen Xian carefully picked up Ye Wuwu, and with a light touch on his toes, he flew out directly from the narrow hole.

The sunlight outside the cave was dazzling, and Ye Wuwu buried his head in Wen Xian's arms.

His heart shook suddenly, Wen Xian tightened his grip on Ye Wuwu's hand and rushed down from the mountain.

"It's the third brother and the worry-free brother."

Blazing Feather became excited for the first time when he saw Wen Xian rushing down.

Nuanse's eyes also lit up, "Worry-free has found it, thank God, you go down first, and I'll go find Xiao Si'er and them." ”

Blazing Feather nodded and hurriedly ran down the mountain.

In the villa, Bing Zhi looked at Wen Xian, who came back with no worries, and her eyes widened in shock, "Third brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ignoring Bingzhi, Wen Xian directly entered the room with no worries.

Blazing Feather quickly followed, looking at the pale face of Worry-free, Blazing Feather's eyes were full of worry, "Brother Worry-free, how is he?" ”

"I have a little fever, maybe I caught a cold last night."

Touching his carefree hot forehead, Wen Xian blamed himself and wanted to hammer himself to death.

He shouldn't have left him like that yesterday, it's all his fault.

Nuan Se, Liang Sheng, and Han Xiao quickly rushed back.

"How's it about worry-free?" The people went into the room together.

"He had a fever." Wen Xian's brows furrowed, and he looked worried about it.

Looking at Wen Xian's nervous appearance, his carefree eyes flashed.

Why is he nervous, but deliberately alienated him?

"I'll see."

Liang Sheng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he walked to the side of the bed with a worried face to explore the pulse of worry-free.

After a moment, Liang Sheng frowned and put down his carefree wrist.

"How is he?" Seeing that Liang Sheng's face was not good, Wen Xian asked nervously.

Liang Sheng didn't speak, stood up and checked his legs.

"Hiss......"

As soon as Liang Sheng touched Wuwu's right leg, Wuwu gasped in pain.

"You tap." Wen Xian looked at Wu Wu, who was biting his lip with a distressed face.

Liang Sheng carefully looked at his carefree legs, his brows furrowed, "His leg is broken." ”

"What?"

"How can it be so serious?"

Everyone was distressed and worried.

Wen Xian staggered back with a pale face, self-blame and guilt almost drowning him out.

"It's not very serious, he's young, and he can be cured after a month." Seeing that everyone's faces were not very good, Liang Sheng immediately comforted him.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

Wen Xian finally relented, "Why can't he make a sound?" ”

"Open your mouth and I'll see."

Liang Sheng lifted his chin and opened his mouth wide in obedience.

"It should be a cold, throat inflammation, temporary loss of voice, nothing serious, take two pairs of medicines, and the inflammation will be fine."

Liang Sheng looked at it carefully for a moment, then let go of his carefree chin, "I'll go and dispense medicine for him, don't all of you all around, let him have a good rest." ”

Everyone nodded and exited the room, leaving Wen Xian in the room.