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Mo Dou has never known that the mountains at night are so quiet, even the mosquitoes that usually buzz are reluctant to make a sound, even the leaves seem to be still at this moment, and the moonlight quietly disappears behind the black clouds, leaving only A world of silence.

In a blur, Mo Dou seems to have returned to a few months ago. It seems that he is the only one left in the world. There is no light, no sound, and only the pain in his leg can tell him that he is still in this era.

I don't know what happened to Uncle Niu...

The pain in his legs made Mo Dou's consciousness confused, and it took him a long time to calm down. He fumbled slowly—half of his body was sunk in a crack in the stone, and his legs seemed to be stuck somewhere. Uncle Niu seemed to be lying next to him. He called out to the other party twice, but the other party didn't respond, but at least his body is hot now...

Mo Dou took a breath and stopped moving. After thinking for a while, he slowly took out the wine jug from his waist, swallowed a few mouthfuls of wine, poured the wine slowly onto his lap, and poured the wine completely in one breath. Sprinkle it on the wood in front, and then use a fire to fold it a little. The fire light instantly illuminates the surrounding darkness and brings rare heat.

After doing this, Mo Dou obediently lay down on the ground and waited for the dawn. He looked at the smaller and smaller fire in a daze, and his consciousness became more and more dull.

so cold……

Mo Dou tried his best to open his eyes, resisting the growing drowsiness by thinking wildly: Actually, what Uncle Niu said is quite right, I feel that he is wrong this time, obviously he can directly order someone to do it, why must he come in person?Mo Dou suddenly felt that he was a bit stupid, and he was like this last time too, he had to run around to make the fertilizer that he could order someone to make, and almost killed himself...

He can't die, he still has a lot of things to show, and if he dies, what will Ying Zheng do?Such a selfish person, who will coax him to sleep...

Speaking of which, although he sleeps with Ying Zheng every day, has he really never slept with Ying Zheng?It seems a bit regretful...

"can not sleep."

Who, who is talking?

Mo Dou raised his head drowsily, but he couldn't see anything clearly. He just vaguely felt that the voice was a little familiar, and it seemed that the fire was a little brighter.

Mo Dou was a little aggrieved: "Why can't you sleep with him..."

The other party seemed to be stunned for a moment, Mo Dou hiccupped, grabbed the other party's hand and said nonsense: "He likes me, I can sleep."

Looking at Mo Dou like this, Ying Zheng was angry and funny. He had worked so hard to find him, and it was not good to see the other party become such a scary person, but the other party still had fantasies about such things?

But it seems to be ok...

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his mouth was also relieved: "Then go to sleep, the widow agrees."

So Mo Dou fell asleep contentedly.

……

Mo Dou was woken up by the pain. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ying Zheng pressing on top of him... Well, there was also Dr. Jiang holding his leg. The pain came from the leg, probably treating him legs.

By the way, did Ying Zheng promise him something extraordinary just now?

However, when his consciousness was fully recovered, Mo Dou could no longer notice other situations—it was too painful, in the ancient times of hell, there was not even an anesthetic!

He subconsciously grasped Ying Zheng's arm and clenched it tightly. Ying Zheng followed him and squeezed, but the pressing hand became stronger and stronger: "Wait a little longer, I'll be ready soon."

Ying Zheng didn't lie to Mo Dou, Jiang Yu's speed was indeed very fast, he quickly pressed Mo Dou's bones back to their original position without any hesitation, which relieved Mo Dou's pain a lot, but even so, it was not pleasant.

Mo Dou broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and he didn't have any energy to say anything. He lay on the bed exhausted, watching Ying Zheng send Jiang Yu out of the room, and then sat back beside him.

Mo Dou said with difficulty: "Bull..."

"Uncle Niu is fine, Dou doesn't have to worry," Ying Zheng wiped the sweat off Mo Dou's head with his sleeve, "Dou just needs to heal his wounds."

Mo Dou nodded, closed his eyes obediently, and went to sleep. Ying Zheng touched Mo Dou's head, then stood up, turned off the lights around him twice, and then sat next to Mo Dou and began to review the official documents—tossing all night, the sky It was almost dawn, so Ying Zheng simply stayed up all night.

Candles sputtered from the wick occasionally, Mo Dou never knew that his hearing was so sensitive, he could hear such tiny crackling sounds, not only this, but also the sound of Yingzheng's brush rubbing against the paper, occasionally turning pages, All accompanied by the pain of the wound becoming clearer.

can not fall asleep……

Mo Dou opened his eyes furtively, and peeked at Ying Zheng. Probably because of his wild thoughts just now, Mo Dou woke up. Ying Zheng seems to be 27 years old now, no, it can be said to be 28 years old. The two of them confirmed their relationship. It's been seven years, and it turns out that I haven't done anything in real life until now, and it seems that I don't even help each other, which seems a bit unreasonable...

Probably because the drunkenness has not completely dissipated, or maybe it is too painful, Mo Dou really needs something to distract his mind, and he actually started thinking about this kind of thing.

Mo Dou's gaze of course caught Ying Zheng's attention, and Ying Zheng turned to look at him: "What's wrong, but it hurts?"

"A little bit," Mo Dou raised his upper body and looked straight at Ying Zheng, "I can't sleep alone."

They were all men, and Ying Zheng would not understand the implication.

His hand paused, he put down the pen and paper, and raised his eyebrows: "Just a little?"

Mo Dou immediately changed his words: "It hurts."

It hurts...

Ying Zheng glanced at Mo Dou's leg. He had seen the injury on that leg with his own eyes—the scratch was still good, but the real shocking thing was the unnatural twists and turns. I dare not watch how Jiang Yu pushed the misplaced bone back bit by bit...

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng had already put his hands on the upper splint, his movements were very light, as if he was afraid of hurting the wood, Mo Dou immediately changed his words: "It doesn't hurt too much..."

Ying Zheng finally laughed. Before, he had always had a tense expression. His hand moved up Mo Dou's calf little by little, causing the other party to tremble uncontrollably: "You want to reward yourself for hurting yourself?"

Mo Dou was speechless, he thought for a while and said: "Then let the king punish me?"

"Oh..." Ying Zheng's hand stopped somewhere, and he casually picked it up, "Dou thinks this is punishment?"

Mo Dou stopped talking, and he clearly realized that Ying Zheng was not angry with his rash experiment this time, but was just planning to settle the score after the fall, but he jumped in first, or in this way...

He laughed twice, and Mo Dou felt that he really had the guts of a bear, and even picked such an opportunity to tease the tiger.

Mo Dou thought about it, and decided to save it again. He struggled to get up and wanted to please Ying Zheng, because he couldn't move his legs, but he could do it clumsily. Ying Zheng sighed, and took the initiative to send him forward. He whispered: "Don't be greedy, you're still hurt..."

Kissing, tongue twisting, entanglement, until another pain replaced the original pain, and immediately, the physical pleasure mixed with the strong spiritual satisfaction completely suppressed the annoying pain from the inside to the outside in an overwhelming way, Until the exhaustion of physical strength in the end, it brings lingering drowsiness and brings people into the chaos of infinite satisfaction.

Both Mo Dou and Ying Zheng finally got a good night's sleep after a night of tossing around.