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A one-night spring night is worth a thousand dollars, but you can’t just drive anywhere, like a tent.

If the black lights were blind, it would be uncertain, but the bright moonlight on the top of the mountain turned the tent into a transparent color.

Even if you buckle your feet inside, others can see clearly from outside. Of course, what you see is only a shadow.

Xiao Yihan tried to do something several times but failed, and tried everything to no avail.

Xiao Yihan lay beside him and stared at the back of Chen Mo's head, "Forget it, go to sleep."

As soon as he closed his eyes, the faint light above his head was blocked by someone, and when he opened his eyes, he met Chen Mo's pair of peach blossom eyes, and then his mouth was blocked.

This time he didn't turn over or move, he just lay down and hugged Chen Moqin.

He and Chen Mo were almost chest-to-chest, and they kept rubbing against each other until they erected.

When Chen Mo reached into him, he froze and even forgot his next move.

Chen Mo rubbed against his ear and said, "I'll help you with my hands."

When Xiao Yihan heard this sentence, he let go for no reason, and followed Chen Mo's movement, and slowly stretched his hand into Chen Mo.

The two of them pretty much just jerked off to each other.

Chen Mo knelt on him, the limited height of the tent forced him to arch his upper body, and looked down at him, "Are you satisfied?"

"I'm so satisfied," Xiao Yihan touched his waist with both hands, and then pulled him down, "The service is good."

With his back turned to him, Chen Mo looked at the single-person tent on the opposite side, and raised the corners of his mouth.

The air on the top of the mountain is the freshest in the early morning, but it is also the coldest.

Some people who played last night must not be able to wake up now.

In the cold morning, the people in the tent were also wrapped in sleeping bags and slept soundly.

Xiao Yihan stretched out his sleeping bag with both hands, turned over and hugged Chen Mo, sticking his whole body up.

Oh... no, it's the whole sleeping bag sticking up. If it wasn't for the next person that the sleeping bag can only hold, he might really be able to get into Chen Mo's sleeping bag.

Before the sun came out, he thought, there was no way he could get out of the sleeping bag.

Chen Mo turned over to face Xiao Yihan, narrowed his eyes in a daze, and said, "What time is it?"

Xiao Yihan also narrowed his eyes, turned one hand to the back to touch the phone, narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the time, "Six o'clock, it's still early."

After hearing this, Chen Mo closed his eyes and shrank away from him, and continued to sleep with his head covered.

Wait until the sun really shines, wait for voices outside, and wait until you feel hot in your sleeping bag.

Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo slowly got out of their sleeping bags, but neither of them planned to open the tent and go out to take a look.

"Hey! You're still awake, the sun is drying your ass," Yan Ziyan's voice came into his ears through the tent, and he patted on his tent while talking, the sound he made was beyond his control I'm pretending to sleep.

Xiao Yihan scratched his hair irritably, trying to fix the tent on his side.

Xiao Yihan sat up and kicked off the sleeping bag at his feet, opened the tent and stretched out his head, and said in a low voice, "You fucking idiot, shit."

"You are the one making the noise." Yan Ziyan stood up and walked towards him, "Come out when you wake up, and I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yihan pulled his bangs back, looked back at Chen Mo who was still sleeping, sat in the tent, put on his shoes and followed Yan Ziyan out.

Xiao Yihan followed Yan Ziyan to a remote corner before stopping, yawning and waiting for Yan Ziyan to speak.

Yan Ziyan picked a leaf and played with it in his hand, looked at him, and said after a long time: "When did you and Xiaomo get together?"

"It hasn't been long," Xiao Yihan asked suspiciously, "Why are you asking?"

"I'm also Xiaomo's brother anyway," Yan Ziyan said, "Some things still need to be understood."

"Oh... As far as I know, Dachen doesn't want to go home with you," Xiao Yihan said with a smile.

"I know he doesn't want to now, and it's too sudden," Yan Ziyan said, "but he's bleeding from the Yan family after all."

"It's useless for you to tell me these things, you have to tell Dachen," Xiao Yihan shrugged.

Yan Ziyan fixed his eyes on Xiao Yihan, "If you persuade Xiaomo, it should work."

Xiao Yihan took a few steps back, looked Yan Ziyan up and down and said, "You can push him down, I respect Dachen's choice, if you really want him to go home, don't use me as a middleman."

"I persuaded him to go home for his own good," Yan Ziyan said, frowning.

"It's for his own good, we should respect his choice, instead of trying to make him go back," Xiao Yihan frowned, who cares.

"You should have already guessed what my family does," Yan Ziyan said, casting a glance at him.

Xiao Yihan tried his best to recall all the things he had said and done about Yan Ziyan, and then looked at him with wide eyes in disbelief, "It can't really be..."

"Well, it's almost what you think. Otherwise, why do you think I have to bring a man in black with me every day?" Yan Ziyan took a deep breath and said, "My second uncle is not going to give birth again, I'm afraid he will find him Put on the little ink."

"Why is he looking for Dachen?" Xiao Yihan frowned and asked, a bad premonition suddenly rose.

"That's a long story," Yan Ziyan turned around and said, "You just need to know that I persuaded him to go home for his own good. If I can find him, my second uncle must have found him long ago."

"However, I may not be able to persuade you," Xiao Yihan said.

"It's useless to persuade anyone, I won't go back," Chen Mo's voice sounded, making Xiao Yihan and Yan Ziyan turn their heads in unison.

Chen Mo had no expression on his face, and stood not far away with his hands in his pockets, and he didn't know when he came over.

Xiao Yihan immediately ran over to please him when something bad happened, "When did you come here?"

Chen Mo looked at him, and said calmly: "Do you want to partner with Yan to persuade me to go back?"

"No... nothing," Xiao Yihan gritted his teeth, "I respect your choice."

Let's talk about it first after coaxing, the future is not certain, after all, it is about Chen Mo, so don't be careless.

"That's good." Chen Mo pointed to Yan Ziyan, "Stay away from him in the future."

"Okay!" Xiao Yihan nodded sharply, extremely well-behaved.

Yan Ziyan pointed to his nose and shouted, "I am your brother."

"So what?" Chen Mo said.

"It's not that good," Yan Ziyan touched his nose and ran over, "Listen to Brother Sheng."

Chen Mo glanced sideways at Yan Ziyan, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly, "I don't think you've woken up yet."

Chen Mo walked ahead on his own, while Xiao Yihan and Yan Ziyan followed behind but fell silent.

"Hey, I said I can't do it," Xiao Yihan said, "What do you want to do after that?"

"What else can I do, just let it be, I have to grind it out slowly," Yan Ziyan looked at him, and said with contempt, "Count, my wife is strict."

"It's not the same as what you said," Xiao Yihan gave him a blank look.

"I didn't..." Before Yan Ziyan could finish speaking, Meng Miao who stuck out his head from the tent called Yan Ziyan to go.

"Surnamed Yan, get the fuck out of here," Meng Miao yelled in this direction.

"Hey, here we come," Yan Ziyan was very proud one second, and ran over like a turtle in the next second.

Xiao Yihan stood on the spot and shook his head, "Tsk tsk tsk, and said that he is not a strict wife."

With the warm hospitality of the sun, those who are hiding in the tents, no matter how much they don't want to come out, will come out.

After a while, a large group of people were all nestled by the tap to wash.

In the early morning, regardless of whether the water from the waterfall or the faucet flows down, it is cold when you reach out to catch it. Watching the sunset at night and the sunrise in the morning is simply a fairy-like day.

Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo ran to wash up when there were not many people around, and the cold water splashed on their faces, that was just one word.

Cool!

Xiao Yihan scooped up a glass of water from a cup, bent over and stood beside him, brushing his teeth, washed his face indiscriminately and saw that Chen Mo was still brushing his teeth with the cup, a little bad idea suddenly rose from his heart.

Xiao Yihan held his toothbrush in his mouth, put a towel on his shoulders, and put his hands into the water, "Da Chen!"

"Huh?" Chen Mo, whose mouth was full of foam, was caught off guard and washed his face as soon as he turned around, "Damn it!"

The cold water seeped into every pore, Chen Mo immediately wiped his face, spit out the foam in his mouth, took a sip of the water in the cup to rinse his mouth, there was no sign of Xiao Yihan when he turned his head.

After Chen Mo washed his face, he calmly took another cup of water, hid the hand holding the cup behind his back and walked towards the tent.

At this time, Xiao Yihan, who had been hiding for a while, was sitting on a chair playing with his mobile phone, apparently without a trace of defense, but the more he was unprepared, the more dangerous he was, but he didn't know that a glass of cold water was waiting for him.

Chen Mo stood beside him holding the toiletries, and said, "Yo! Playing games, is it fun? Teach me."

Xiao Yihan raised his head and just said "ah", a glass of cold water flowed down the top of his head and into his chest. It is estimated that he will never forget the biting sourness in his life.

"Fuck!"

"Pfft...haha...is that cool?" Chen Mo laughed while clutching his stomach, "How's the service?"

Xiao Yihan shook his front collar vigorously, gritted his teeth and gave Chenmo a thumbs up, "It's cool! It's so fucking cool."

Chen Mo moved close to Xiao Yihan, the two of them were almost chest-to-chest, Chen Mo raised the corners of his mouth and stared at Xiao Yihan, when he thought he was going to have a boo early in the morning, half of the glass of water in Chen Mo's hand was poured into it in his clothes.

This time it was really soaking wet!

Xiao Yihan didn't hold back his words for a long time, he simply took off his shirt while standing where he was, looked at Chen Mo, raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smirk: "I know you are anxious, but I didn't expect you to be so anxious."

Chen Mo threw away the cup in his hand, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Yihan's big bird, "I'm really shameless, I don't know who is in a hurry."

"Don't you want to?" Xiao Yihan stretched out his index finger to tease Chen Mo's chin, tilted his head and kissed it.

"It's almost done, don't you still want to play live broadcast in broad daylight?" Chen Mo groaned.

"I haven't tried it, how about...try it?" Xiao Yihan said.

"You are shameless, I want shame." Chen Mo put his hands on Xiao Yihan's chest, and then pushed him away, "I didn't bring any clothes."

Xiao Yihan looked down at the wet clothes, took them off with his backhand, and tightened the T-shirt in his hand, water droplets dripped from it, and when it was almost twisted, it was wrinkled when he shook it off .

"Yo! It's early in the morning, do you want to play streaking?" Yan Ziyan, who was passing by, put his hands in his pockets and asked.

"What's the matter with you, it's called fun, you know nothing," Xiao Yihan took the T-shirt and was about to throw it out, but then he shrank back, throwing it away made him really run naked.

"If you don't mind, I can lend you the T-shirt I brought," Jiang Yuyang's voice came from behind.

When Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo turned their heads, they saw Jiang Yuyang standing behind with a T-shirt in his hand, as if he had prepared it early in the morning.

Xiao Yihan looked at the wet clothes in his hand, and at Chen Mo, who had no objection, he was not wearing white or white.

Xiao Yihan walked up to Jiang Yuyang, took the clothes handed over, took them and put them on his head, "Thank you," Xiao Yihan pulled the T-shirt just right.

"No thanks," Jiang Yuyang still showed his same smile for thousands of years, looking him up and down, "I'm afraid I'm too young."

"It's just right, go back and wash it and return it to you." As the saying goes, it's short-handed to take people, but soft-mouthed to eat people. No matter how much Xiao Yihan doesn't want to see Jiang Yuyang, he must at least have a better attitude now.

Xiao Yihan picked up the wet clothes on the ground, turned around and saw Chen Mo staring at him with folded arms, and then started to unload the tent without saying a word.

Xiao Yihan ran over and threw his clothes on the ground, then started to unload the tent with Chen Mo, and he slowly approached Chen Mo.

"What do you want to eat later?" Xiao Yihan squatted beside him and smiled.

"What else is there in this place?" Chen Mo looked him up and down, and said in a calm tone, "It fits well."

"That's it," Xiao Yihan said casually and perfunctorily. Jiang Yuyang saw that he was plotting against his Dachen.

"Silly son, please tell me what you think at the moment," Chen Mo kept wrapping his arms around Xiao Yihan's neck, rubbing forward and whispering in his ear.

"You are what I think," Xiao Yihan bent his eyes, staring at Chen Mo with a smirk.

Xiao Yihan hugged the back of Chen Mo's head with one hand, put one hand on Chen Mo's chest, and then pushed him to the ground.

"you…"

When the two of them were playing vigorously, Jiang Yuyang's voice behind him reached Xiao Yihan's ears.

accurate!In addition to being unhappy, I am still unhappy!

"I'm here to invite you to dinner," Jiang Yuyang added.

"Understood, thank you," Xiao Yihan turned around and said with a smile.

"You're welcome, then I'll go there first," Jiang Yuyang said politely.

Xiao Yihan looked at Jiang Yuyang who left, turned his head, got off Chen Mo's body and rolled to the side, sighed deeply and complained: "Why is there him everywhere?"

"Continue next time," Chen Mo turned over and pressed against Xiao Yihan, leaned over and rubbed his neck with his chin, bit Xiao Yihan's earlobe, and said softly, "That's all for today."

"I knew I wouldn't come," Xiao Yihan hugged Chen Mo's waist, and put his hands into Chen Mo's clothes from behind, "It's so cool to play at home without anyone disturbing you."

"How do you want to play?" Chen Mo raised his head, pressed his hands on Xiao Yihan's chest and said.

"Playing with you!" Xiao Yihan touched Chen Mo's belly, "It's all deflated, open it up."

"What are you doing?" Chen Mo stood up reluctantly, and patted the corner of his crumpled clothes.

"Take you to breakfast," Xiao Yihan stood up and hooked Chen Mo's shoulder, and smiled with the corner of his mouth raised.