Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

"We're here for an adventure." Feng Anyan replied for He Mulan without changing his face.

This answer really frightened Aunt Zhang, she stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at Feng Anyan suspiciously: "Come to explore with us?"

"Yes, my lover and I just got married, and we decided to choose a different place for our honeymoon." Feng Anyan stretched out his arms to embrace He Mulan, taking advantage of He Mulan unconsciously.

Aunt Zhang looked at the two with crazy eyes, then nodded, and said, "You young people are really..."

But after all, the young couple like this kind of honeymoon, so she didn't say anything, and brought the two of them into a room.

I saw that the layout of the room was quite satisfactory. Except for the old furniture, it was no different from other guest houses. It seemed that because of the frequent cleaning, the dust in the room was not too much.

"This room was cleaned up as a guest room, so you can live here." Aunt Zhang said.

"We're only staying for one night, and we're going to Stone Village tomorrow." Feng Anyan said suddenly.

"What are you doing in Shitou Village?" Aunt Zhang was a little strange, "Where are you going to go on an expedition? Let me tell you, you can't go there."

"What's wrong?" He Mulan asked strangely.

"You don't know, the people in the stone village probably offended the mountain god, and the people in it all got a disease, and many people died in recent years." Aunt Zhang said seriously, "I advise you, young man People, it’s fine to walk around the town, but don’t go in.”

"Thank you, ma'am." He Mulan said hurriedly.

"Go ahead, I'll get you new quilts and sheets." Aunt Zhang handed the key to He Mulan, then turned and went downstairs.

He Mulan followed Feng Anyan into the room, looked around at the simple furnishings, and couldn't help asking: "Offended the mountain god? Many people died? Is it so mysterious?"

"I don't believe in ghosts and ghosts. I think it's probably the ghosts of those experimental products." Feng Anyan calmly analyzed, "There are few people in the mountains, and I don't know what kind of disease they have. In addition, there is less contact with outsiders. People with cancer can only wait to die at home."

"So that batch of test products really has carcinogenic factors?" He Mulan was a little surprised.

Feng Anyan was about to answer, when she saw Mrs. Zhang walking in with a quilt in her arms, handed it to Feng Anyan, and after giving some instructions, she left the room.

"There is only one quilt." Looking at the brightly colored cup in his arms, Feng Anyan was quite helpless, but he still spread the quilt on the bed, and then looked at the ground thoughtfully.

He Mulan observed Feng Anyan's expression, couldn't help but poked him in doubt and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm wondering if I can sleep on this ground." Feng Anyan looked at the brick ground, feeling a little embarrassed. Sleeping on it is probably not much different from sleeping on a pile of beans. I guess I will sleep in one night Back pain.

"Are you so self-conscious?" He Mulan couldn't help being a little surprised.

Feng Anyan turned his head to look at He Mulan, and said meaningfully: "It's not like nothing happened to us before."

"You!" He Mulan blushed, glared at Feng Anyan and said angrily, "You know you're taking advantage of me, just now you said I'm your lover."

"Isn't it?" Feng Anyan said boldly, "I have this kind of relationship with you, but we are not married yet. Besides, if two people love each other, they have to care about what the marriage certificate is for."

"Even if you say that, I won't let you do anything to me." He Mulan said half-threateningly, she looked at the big bed, and took the lead to climb up to occupy the territory.

"I didn't intend to snatch it from you." Feng Anyan shrugged, then looked around, and finally found a roll of mat in the corner, he took the mat over, shook the dust, and immediately looked disgusted.

Everything here seems to have a dusty taste, the land is barren, and there is almost no other green except for the trees on the mountain.

But apart from this mat, there seems to be nothing to sleep on, Feng Anyan would rather choose this mat than lying on the brick floor.

So he resigned himself to his fate and spread the mat on the floor. He Mulan sat on the bed and stretched out his head to watch Feng Anyan busy, and finally lent him the quilt mercifully.

After a day of exhaustion, Feng Anyan was already exhausted. When he lay down, he didn't care how much dust was on the mat. He Mulan was lying on the bed alone, and turned around involuntarily, looking at Feng who was sleeping on the ground. An Yan.

The night slowly rises, the moon is big and round, and the stars are brighter than those in the city. Through the moonlight, He Mulan can clearly see Feng Anyan's sleeping face. His thin lips are tightly pressed, and his perfect nose is covered It is covered with a thin layer of moonlight, which is so beautiful.

He Mulan couldn't fall asleep, so she propped her chin to admire Feng Anyan's prosperous beauty carefully. The night wind was a bit chilly, and without the quilt, He Mulan couldn't help being a little cold. She flinched and rubbed her arms.

"Have you seen enough?" Feng Anyan, whose eyes were obviously closed, said suddenly, He Mulan was startled, and almost fell off the bed.

Feng Anyan opened his eyes, and looked at He Mulan with a half-smile.

He Mulan coughed lightly, her eyes wandered, and she said a little embarrassedly: "You have three eyes."

"Yeah, there is another one in your heart, I can see what you do." Feng Anyan said while looking at He Mulan with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Then what did you see?" He Mulan rubbed her arms and asked.

"I see you are cold." Feng Anyan laughed, then he sat up, threw the quilt on the bed, and then lay back down.

The quilt still had Feng Anyan's temperature, He Mulan couldn't help being taken aback, and said, "What are you doing?"

"You'd better cover yourself with a quilt, it's very cold at night." Feng Anyan said lightly.

"Why do you cover me with the quilt? You sleep on the ground, and it's so cold at night." He Mulan said anxiously, and she directly threw the quilt back on Feng Anyan, "I won't cover it, you cover it."

"Why are you so disobedient?" Feng Anyan sat up helplessly, he sent the quilt back, and said softly, "Hey, I'm a man, I'm very angry, it's okay to be a little cold."

"Hmph, don't underestimate women, I won't die if I freeze." He Mulan didn't want to be outdone, and threw the quilt back again.

The two of you came and went like this for a few rounds, just after He Mulan threw the quilt back for unknown times, Feng Anyan sighed deeply, turned over with the quilt and went to bed, wrapped it in the quilt He Mulan.

He Mulan's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

The faint fresh smell of Feng Anyan's body filled her nostrils, and together with the warmth of the quilt, it surrounded her.

"Since we are both afraid of freezing each other, let's sleep together." Feng Anyan's gentle voice rang in He Mulan's ear.

He Mulan's heart was like a bouncing rabbit, and the frequency was a bit scary.

"What's that sound?" Feng Anyan couldn't help asking with a half-smile when he heard the heartbeat like a drumbeat.

"You!" Knowing that he was deliberately teasing herself, He Mulan couldn't help being a little annoyed.

Feng Anyan chuckled, left He Mulan's side, and kept a distance from her: "Go to sleep."