Through another world, I still love you

The hunting army returned triumphantly, and the tribe was filled with the joy of a good harvest.Because it is the warm season, the storage time of the prey is too short. Although the internal organs of the prey have been removed during the hunting process, if they are not processed as soon as possible, the meat will still deteriorate.

People with partners can't wait to leave together at the same time, comforting each other for such a long time of separation and lovesickness, and single males naturally need a good sleep after being tired for so long.Although the single females had nothing to do, because they were not protected by the males, the patriarch did not allow them to stay in the square to deal with their prey, so they had to go home first and wait until tomorrow.

This time the hunting males all returned safely, with only minor injuries on their bodies, which had all healed on the way back, so Hawke also had a leisurely time and brought his family back home ahead of schedule.

A group of people, Hawke led Xi Murong to the side, Luo was next to Hawke, and Arno walked beside Rhodes.Among them, Arno basically didn't speak all the way, and Xi Murong looked like he was out of his mind. Because Hawke was worried about Xi Murong, he had no desire to speak. Robben wanted to tell Hawke about his lovesickness, but Seeing Hawke's worried face, he had to choose to give up.

Although Xi Murong said that he was not sick, Hawke found some medicinal herbs and smashed them into juice for him to drink.Xi Murong knew that his appearance made Hawk worry, so he obediently drank the concoction.

Seeing that Xi Murong finished drinking the medicine, Hawke felt a little relieved. Before leaving, he glanced at his son, and went back to the room with complicated eyes.

On the way back, Hawke turned his head inadvertently, and happened to see his son secretly looking at Xi Murong.It's not the kind of scrutiny that you look at once and then don't look at again, but from time to time, you will glance at Xi Murong, as if you want to look at him but dare not look at him.

Yano's appearance made Hawke feel mixed.The joy is that his son, who has never shown the slightest interest in females, finally has a reaction to a female. Regardless of whether the reaction is related to love or not, as long as there is a reaction, it is good!The worry is that this female who made her son respond is too unique, she doesn't have that kind of thought about her son at all!

Hawke couldn't help but secretly sighed, this boy himself has good looks and skills, why Murong just doesn't like him?The same is true of my own boy, who keeps a distance and looks indifferent to everyone, how could he only be interested in Murong who has no feelings for him?

What should he do to make Murong fall in love with Yano?

This side of Hawke was secretly worried, but the two people over there fell into embarrassment.

After washing up, Xi Murong was forced to recover from the shock of being a female, because it was getting late and it was time to go to bed.

But how to sleep?

Before, he really didn't care much about this issue. It's okay for two big men to sleep together.But since he understood his identity, Xi Murong couldn't say the words "two people sleep in one bed".

Hawke didn't know whether he forgot or did it on purpose.In short, he didn't tell Xi Murong and Yanuo how to sleep, and left this question to Xi Murong very irresponsibly.

Yano had already bathed in the river water beside the tribe, his long black hair was loose, hanging down around his waist, dripping with water.Seeing him like this, Xi Murong felt even more embarrassed, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, so let's time travel, and even time travel to a female who is clearly a man but still wants to be used as a woman!If he transmigrated and became a male, he would have fallen asleep by now, okay?

Seeing Yano's wet hair, Xi Murong felt even more uncomfortable. If the two of them were going to sleep together, the wet feeling would also affect his well-being?

After enduring and enduring, Xi Murong's clothes were almost torn by himself, and finally he couldn't help but said to Yano: "Well, your hair is too wet, why don't you dry it before going to bed? It's more comfortable to sleep that way."

But as soon as the words came out, Xi Murong regretted it.According to Hawke's description, Arno is a rough guy who doesn't understand style, so much so that even if the females in the tribe take the initiative to climb into his bed and sacrifice themselves, he will mercilessly, or say no. Knowing how to kick people down with a kick of compassion.

If he said that, would he also be regarded as those females who wanted to do everything possible to climb his bed?

Thinking of this, Xi Murong couldn't help being a little annoyed.What kind of young master's disease is committed at this time?What does wet hair matter?It's better than being treated by him as a female who took the initiative to climb the bed, right?But now that the words have been spoken, Xi Murong had no choice but to bite the bullet and prepare to follow Yanuo's next indifference or ridicule.

"Okay, you help me."

Unwavering words sounded suddenly, Xi Murong didn't react immediately, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Yanuo: "Huh?"

Yanuo looked at him, his eyes seemed a little surprised, a little joyful, and then a little confused, a little dazed, and finally, Xi Murong even read a trace of pain from those eyes.

Xi Murong's scalp was numb from his stare, and he didn't have time to think about why Yano showed such complicated eyes to him, but stammered to divert the two people's attention: "You...you just wanted me to help you ...do you want to brush your hair?"

Yano's eyes gradually became clear in Xi Murong's voice. Although there was not much expression on his face, Xi Murong felt disappointment and despondency from that person.

So strong that he couldn't ignore it.

Xi Murong was a little at a loss, he wasn't sure whether Yanuo's emotions were due to himself.He really wanted to say something to comfort the sad person in front of him, but he had no experience in comforting people, whether it was in his previous life or this life, the more he wanted to say something, the more he couldn't say anything.He subconsciously picked his nails, and was in a dilemma.

Yanuo on the opposite side watched Xi Murong's subconscious little movements in a daze, and was blankly thinking about something. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Your name is Murong, right? Go to sleep, you females still have a lot of work tomorrow. If I have to do it, I'll go first."

Listening to his words, Xi Murong nodded blankly and said "Oh" as if relieved.Yanuo looked at him, and stretched out his hand in the air, as if he wanted to stroke Xi Murong's hair, but at the last moment, he withdrew his hand abruptly, walked out quickly without saying a word, and his figure disappeared in a short time. into the night.

Xi Murong was completely bewildered by Yano's strange movements and expressions, what, what is going on?Why does it feel like Arnold knows himself?

Only when he climbed onto the stone bed did Xi Murong realize: Arno has gone to sleep in the woods again?

He was still the same as before, occupying this wide stone bed by himself, and his body was still too tired to produce any other strength.But after tossing and turning, he couldn't fall asleep.

Yanuo's appearance is really too weird, Xi Murong can clearly feel it.He always felt that there was a person in Yano's heart, a lover, and his various gaffes in front of him must be because some aspects of himself were somewhat similar to that person in his heart, which in turn triggered the memories in his heart.

Thinking of Yanuo's appearance and eyes just now, Xi Murong sighed deeply. That person must occupy a very important position in his heart, right?But since that person has such an important position in Arno's heart, why didn't Arno go find him?Hawke and Luo didn't seem like the kind of people who would do things like beating mandarin ducks!What's more, according to Hawke's nervousness about Yanuo's life-long event, Xi Murong didn't realize that he would hinder his son from being with the person he loves.

So, where did Arno's pain come from?He is still so young, but the eyes that he accidentally showed just now are full of vicissitudes and grief, it seems that his mind is heavier than that of a person who has lived a new life!

Xi Murong's heart moved, thinking of the various novel ideas of Arno that Hawke often mentioned in his ear, he couldn't help but think, Arno, couldn't he be the same as him, did he come through time travel?

Thinking of this, Xi Murong couldn't sleep anymore.As an outsider, he will inevitably feel a sense of loneliness. How can he not be excited when he thinks that there is another person here with the same situation as him?It's just that they are now in such a relatively primitive tribe, and the language they speak has always been the common language here. Xi Murong has no way of knowing whether Arno is also an outsider, and if so, where did he come from?It would be great if, like him, he is also a native of China.

Xi Murong turned over, silently amused by his own thoughts.All of this is just my own speculation. I don't know whether Yano is a time traveler. What's the use of holding on to those unrealistic ideas here?

After wiping his face, Xi Murong closed his sour eyes.It's better to go to sleep, even if you can't figure it out, you still can't figure it out. It's better to have a good sleep, recharge your energy, and get up early tomorrow to clean up those prey. Some learn!

As soon as he closed his eyes, before the drowsiness brewed, a suppressed and seductive moan suddenly rushed into his ears.

Xi Murong's face burned almost immediately, this, this, this, this is too open!

Although he had never slept with Xiao Su before, it doesn't mean that Xi Murong didn't know anything about it.

He hurriedly pulled the animal skin kicked aside by him to cover his head, but the voice still drilled into his head involuntarily.The breathability of the animal skin was not very good, after a while, Xi Murong felt suffocated and had to free his head from it.

As soon as he got out, the voice became clearer.Xi Murong tightly blocked his ears with his fingers, forcing himself to think about various herbs and herbal medicines. It was not until late at night that the sound over there disappeared that Xi Murong fell into a drowsy sleep.