At night, Xiahou Huan lay on the couch and never fell asleep, and finally, unable to withstand the irritability of repeated rotation in his heart, he got up, casually put on a piece of clothing and walked out.

To be honest, when he came out, Xiahou Huan suddenly felt regretful, although the night view of the border pass was beautiful, but the climate was much colder than the capital.

Since he came out, Xiahou Huan didn't plan to go back, he couldn't sleep when he went back anyway, it was better to turn around, and after a while, those two disobedient legs actually walked outside Yi Yunshi's tent.

Xiahou Huan stood outside Yi Yun's tent for a long time, and he kept asking himself in his heart whether he was going in? Or not to go in? In fact, one night I was thinking, did he wake up? Do I need to drink water? Maybe......

After hesitating for a long time, Xiahou Huan resolutely raised his steps, brought a small breeze, gently blew up the robe he wore on his body, and the floating black hair rippled out a beautiful picture in the dark night.

Xiahou Huan was originally very good-looking, unlike Yi Yunshi, who was handsome and chic, and wanted to be close to people when he smiled, he was born with a face that no one should enter, and acquaintances were afraid, not that he was ugly, it may be that he was born too beautiful, plus his natural royal spirit, and the yin that has been cold for a long time.

As long as a look can make people feel his terrible, Xiahou Fantasy is like a thousand-year-old poison that blindly has no antidote, and people who are not sure to let themselves live dare not provoke him, but Yi Yun accidentally provoked this poison, but he is still addicted, and the most important thing is that Yi Yun Shi holds the antidote to poison in his hand.

Walking into the military tent, Yi Yunshi was still sleeping, but when he got closer, he could hear him whispering, and the voice was so small that it could only be heard by lying in his ears.

Xiahou Huan's curiosity should not be ignored, for the things he is interested in, he will definitely follow them to the end, of course, he wants to know what Yi Yunshi will say when it is so serious.

So, Xiahou Huan sat down beside Yi Yunshi gently, bent over and stretched out his head, gently put his ear on Yi Yunshi's mouth, and listened to his words with bated breath.

"You're mine...... It's my ......."

Xiahou Huan sat up straight and looked up, suspicious? What is his? Looking sideways, his mouth was still talking about something one by one, and he lowered his head in his heart and took the initiative to cover his own again.

Just for a moment, it was just a fleeting picture, and when Xiahou Huan put his ear close to Yi Yun's mouth again, he didn't see the corners of his lips slightly hooked, which not only represented joy, but also victory.

"Lady...... Fantasy...... You're mine...... My ......"

When the sound fell, Xiahou Huan got up suddenly, and when he looked at Yi Yun in disbelief, he looked at him like a ghost, and kept hesitating in his heart, could he really be in love with himself? Isn't that a trick?

Wrong! Yi Yunshi's words have always been indistinguishable from false, it is better not to believe what he said, it is more in line with the situation, there are very few good men in Xiahou Kingdom, he is the future monarch, how can he accept his own courtiers, after thinking about it, he hurriedly got up and prepared to pace away.

I didn't want Yi Yun's ** voice to suddenly increase, and I wanted 'water' and 'water' in my mouth.

Xia Hou hallucinated his painful voice, and finally had no choice, turned his head to look at him, walked to the coffee table again, poured a glass of water, returned to the bedside, and gently supported his body, but he was afraid of hurting him, because the injury on his back was indeed very serious.

So Yi Yun has always been lying on his stomach, and now he doesn't know what to do when he is held up, whether to let him lie on his stomach or let him lean on his body, he always feels that he can't do anything.

In the end, Xiahou Huan did think of an idea, but he felt that it was not possible, and after thinking about it for a long time, he looked around like a thief, and found that there was really no one there, and Yi Yun was in a coma.

So next...... Xiahou asked Yi Yunshi to sit down facing him, then supported him with one hand and picked up the teacup on the side with the other, raised his head and took a sip of water.

Then, he put his lips lightly on Yi Yunshi's lips, and a steady stream of water flowed towards Yi Yunshi's lips, and Yi Yunshi lived up to his expectations while drinking water while attacking Xiahou Huan's soft lips.

When Xiahou Huan reacted, Yi Yunshi's tongue had been groping in Xiahou Huan's mouth for a long time, and this familiar and unfamiliar feeling seemed to be eroding his heart little by little.

Although Xiahou Huan's heart was very flustered, he thought that Yi Yunshi just drank his tongue water as water, and he didn't care too much, so he quickly opened the distance between the two.

Yi Yun put it back in place, Xia Hou imagined that he was still asleep, gently helped him tuck the quilt corners, and sat quietly on the couch and looked deeply at Yi Yun's perfect handsome side face, with a comfortable expression on his face that even he couldn't imagine.

I don't know how long it has been, but I know that Xiahou Huan realized what he had done, so he reflected on what was wrong with him? Could it be crazy to watch the person he hates look at for so long, and only after thinking about it did he turn around and leave.

The figure gradually disappeared in the tent in an instant, Yi Yunshi opened his eyes happily, why he said it was happy, because a fool could see that he was laughing, and he was laughing very sweetly and obscenely.

"Hey...... ...... hissed, "Yi Yunshi was so happy that he forgot about the wound on his body, and turned over directly from his stomach, not wanting to suppress the wound on his back, and grinning in pain, even so, Yi Yunshi's painful expression still had a hint of happiness in his expression.