Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

The stream at the entrance of the farmhouse was clear. After dinner, everyone went to the stream to take a comfortable bath in the stream. Mo Yuan's foot was injured and he couldn't touch the water, so he didn't go down to take a bath. He just sat with the cat in his arms. The bank looked enviously at them having fun in the stream.

Even Mu Feng came out of the house with the fish soup, and when he looked up, he saw a few tall and thick men coming out of the water naked. He didn't know if it was intentional, but he stood not far from Mo Yuan and wiped the water with his hands. They were dawdling around, kicking and laughing at each other, and the two meats on their crotches made people's eyes hurt.

Lian Mufeng's face darkened, and he strode over: "Walking the bird, go somewhere else!"

Everyone stopped fighting, with a dazed look on their faces: What kind of madness is this, boss?

Mo Yuan: "..."

In fact, he didn't feel much about other people's naked appearance. After all, they were all men, and he didn't have the idea of ​​avoiding it. Hearing Mu Feng's roar at this moment, he didn't know where to put his eyes, so he turned his head and stared at him. The bowl in his hand: "Is the fish soup ready?"

Lian Mufeng brought the fish soup in front of him, knelt down and touched the cat in his hand: "Okay, the thorns have been picked out."

The kitten smelled the umami, and immediately stood up and screamed anxiously.

Mo Yuan put it on the ground and patted its head: "Eat it."

The kitten rubbed his palm affectionately, walked up to Lian Mufeng's leg and rubbed it with its tail up, happily buried its thin face in the bowl.

Mo Yuan stroked the kitten's fluffy head and said, "Why don't you wash it?"

Lian Mufeng looked up at him: "I'll wipe your back for a while, and I'll wash it after you finish washing. Anyway, this stream is running water and clean."

Mo Yuan paused, and continued to pet the cat: "No, I'll just wipe it off myself."

Lian Mufeng lowered his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hook the kitten's tail: "We have been on our way since we came out of Yingcheng, and we haven't taken a good bath. You see, they all see the water as if they saw their own father. You can wipe it off casually." Doesn't it hurt to wipe yourself off?"

Mo Yuan lowered his head and let out a chuckle: "If you want to take advantage of me, just say so."

Lian Mufeng's face suddenly burned, but fortunately the sunset glow was brilliant, which covered his embarrassed expression: "No, I just..."

Mo Yuan nodded: "Okay."

Lian Mufeng paused, silently suppressed the clamor in his chest, and thought a little dejectedly: even though he knew he had lied to him, he still couldn't help liking him, and was even happy with this feeling beyond his control. thing?

Originally, Mo Yuan only planned to wipe his body with a damp cloth, but when Lian Mufeng agreed to help, he suddenly felt itchy all over his body, as if it would be unbearable if he didn't soak in water for a good wash.

Lian Mufeng found a wooden bucket in the farmhouse, took it out and placed it next to the stove, scooped a few scoops of hot water from the pot and poured it into the bucket: "It can still be used after washing, you can lift your legs up in a while so as not to touch it." Just water."

Mo Yuan disliked that the barrel was used by others, but he really didn't pay much attention to it when he was away from home. Besides, the food he ate tonight was also cooked in someone else's pot, so he had no position to dislike it, so he had to bear it silently, but he imagined himself Lifting one leg to hang on the edge of the barrel, feeling embarrassed again, cleared his throat and said, "I can wash it myself."

Lian Mufeng didn't seem to hear it, but the righteousness on his face became more upright.

Looking at his appearance, Mo Yuan couldn't help laughing, and burst out laughing.

Lian Mufeng's serious expression could hardly hold back, he raised his head and looked at him, pressing the corner of his lips: "What are you laughing at?"

Mo Yuan didn't answer, just propped his head up and laughed non-stop, his eyes were bent like crescent moons with light and shadow flowing, and there was an unconcealable tenderness in the dark pupils with the smile pouring out.

Lian Mufeng's heart trembled when he saw it, he let go of his fingers, and the water ladle fell into the bucket with a muffled sound that hit people's hearts.

The small room suddenly fell silent, the two men's eyes met, and they became entangled with each other, their gaze gradually heated up, Lian Mufeng heard his heart beating like a drum, and subconsciously took a step forward.

He stepped on the water at this step. He lowered his head and saw a large puddle of water on the ground gradually spreading towards Mo Yuan's feet. Then he looked at the water level in the wooden barrel that was constantly falling, his complexion changed slightly, and he said, "The wooden barrel is leaking." , striding over, with his hands stuck under Mo Yuan's armpits, he lifted him up and put him on the table like a child.

Mo Yuan sat on the table: "..."

Even Mu Feng seemed to realize that he was exaggerating, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Cough... I'm afraid your feet will get wet..."

Mo Yuan stared at him in a daze for a moment, then burst out laughing again.

Lian Mufeng: "..."

The more Mo Yuan laughed, the more he couldn't stop laughing. Seeing that Mu Feng was standing still stupidly, he just smiled and put his head on his shoulder, his body trembling with the laughter.

Lian Mufeng's chest began to rise and fall violently, and his body became more rigid. Then, he felt two arms that seemed soft but strong on his back, and the flames exploded in his mind.

Mo Yuan hugged him, buried his face in his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Just hug me, don't reject me again."

Lian Mufeng swallowed with difficulty, he smelled the faint breath on Mo Yuan, like a cold fragrance, like a cold spring, which did not quite match the gentle appearance that Mo Yuan usually showed, but it was strangely alluring him, pulling As he fell into the abyss, he almost tremblingly asked: "...why?"

Mo Yuan rubbed against his shoulder, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I like you, Mu Feng."

I am happy with you, Mu Feng.

At this moment, Lian Mufeng felt like the world was falling apart. He should have been ecstatic, but he couldn't help but think of the bow and arrows and the stack of blue shirts in the carriage. Yuan held it with both hands, slipped his palm to his wrist without any trace, and felt for his pulse.

From the pulse condition, it is true that there is no internal force, but that day he saw Mo Yuan shoot an arrow with deep internal force, what's going on?Is it really covered up by superb medical skills?Could it be that Yun Da covered it up for him?If it is really Yun Da, then what he said about not knowing Yun Da is false.

Lian Mufeng's heart was extremely sour, and he thought that Mo Yuan's archery skills seemed to be learned from Lianjiabao. In this way, he should be very familiar with himself. This explained the reason why he felt close to Mo Yuan from the beginning. But why didn't he have any impression of Mo Yuan before?Could it be that King Xuan deliberately arranged for him to come and get close to him?What is the purpose?Could it be that King Xuan's temptation to him was also deliberately acting for himself?

The more Lian Mufeng thought about it, the more angry he became, and thinking that Mo Yuan's neck injury was most likely caused by his own ruthless hands, he felt distressed and angry.

All kinds of tangled and difficult problems whizzed through his mind, Lian Mufeng closed his eyes severely, and took Mo Yuan's hands away from his waist.

Mo Yuan looked up at him, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Lian Mufeng couldn't stand his eyes, he was still thinking calmly in his mind, but his body couldn't control the blood rushing down, suffering and embarrassed for a while, fearing that he would look ugly, he hurriedly pushed him away sideways.

Mo Yuan blinked, smiled faintly, turned his eyes away and said, "I'll go wash outside."

Lian Mufeng suddenly felt empty in his heart: "Wait!"

Mo Yuan turned around and looked at him puzzled.

"Be more careful by the stream, I'll carry you there."

"Why bother?" Mo Yuan curled his lips, and the smile didn't reach his eyes, "If you don't believe me, wouldn't it be better to let me fend for myself?"

Lian Mufeng choked.

Mo Yuan jumped off the table with one foot, picked up the bamboo pole next to him as a crutch, and slowly moved to the door, looking at the bodyguards sitting around the campfire and chatting loudly, his expression was blank, and his thoughts suddenly drifted away. Far.

In his previous life, he called these bodyguards brothers and sisters, but in this life these people are polite to him.

In the previous life, no matter what he said or did, even Mu Feng put all his trust in him. In this life, it was just a small mistake that made Lian Mu Feng suspicious and vigilant.

He didn't really lose his inner strength. How could he not know that when Mu Feng was probing, he was safe and sound all the way, but today is different. I think the biggest reason is that the things on the carriage were found. I thought about getting rid of those things, and it seemed that I had already predicted this day.

In two lifetimes, he chose two different paths, and he had to bear the corresponding consequences.Compared with the tragic ending of Lianjiabao being completely destroyed, what is his personal destination?He would rather be alone for the rest of his life than see Lian Jiabao repeat the same mistakes.

In this life, he should never have met Lian Mufeng.

But now that he has seen it and has been involved again, how can he let him go?

"Master Mo Yao, why are you... crying?" Xing Liu's voice drifted into his ears through the clouds and mists, and he couldn't hear it clearly. Why is Liu's figure so vague.

He looked at Xing Liu suspiciously: "What?"

Xing Liu carefully raised his finger to point to his eyes, and glanced at Lian Mufeng who was standing frozen in the room like a wooden stake: "Is it... our boss bullied you?"

Mo Yuan smiled: "What nonsense are you talking about?" He propped up the bamboo pole and walked towards the stream.

Xing Liu shouted from behind: "Do you want me to help you?"

Mo Yuan waved his hand with his back.

Xing Liu looked at Mo Yuan, and then at Lian Mufeng. Seeing that Lian Mufeng's face was so frightening, he scratched his head in confusion, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and said in a low voice, "I just came to see if I can help you. , since there is nothing wrong, then I will go back!"

Turning around slowly after speaking, seeing that Lian Mufeng didn't speak, he ran back to the campfire as if running for his life.

As soon as Xing Liu left, Lian Mu Feng suddenly let go of his strong hold. Although it was still summer, a gust of cold wind blew into his nasal cavity, sweeping across his internal organs like a knife, and instantly felt a sharp pain dripping with blood.

He cried...he cried...how did he cry...

Lian Mufeng put one hand on the table to stabilize his body, the sharp pain in his heart made him gasp, thinking that Mo Yuan went to the stream without taking anything, he couldn't stand anymore, and quickly picked up the bucket Clothes, he rushed into the night blindly.

Behind him, the corner of the table he pressed made a "click" sound, and instantly shattered into powder.

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