Crematorium-style love with the male protagonist of the starting point

He turned out to be a well-behaved boy with CD-ROM awareness.

"Don't eat so much in the future, it's not good for your health."

"Listen to Miss Luo."

There are simple guest rooms in the tavern, and the shopkeeper arranged for the waiter to take care of Wang Mang's donkey. Wang Mang and Fu Qinghe will rest here tonight.

Early in the morning, the downstairs of the tavern was full of noise. Wang Mang woke up from his sleep unhappily, took out a handkerchief and wiped his face to save his image, and kicked open the door.

On the dining table downstairs sat a group of burly men, all wearing mandarin jackets, standing on stools, holding wine jars and chatting in loud voices like cursing, which was similar to the thousands of firecrackers that were set off during the New Year. spell.

Wang Mang frowned, and knocked on the door of Fu Qinghe's room next door.

After waiting for 5 minutes, Fu Qinghe opened the door with sleepy eyes. The moment he saw Wang Mang, he immediately stood up straight, and even his eyes became clear.

"What is Miss Luo looking for from me?"

It seems that he slept like a pig and didn't think these people were noisy at all.

"Let's leave earlier, the people downstairs are not good people."

Fu Qinghe glanced downstairs and looked away, "That's true, then let's leave immediately."

He returned to the room and took out their bags, and followed Wang Mang downstairs.Because the bill has been settled early, they can leave without saying hello to the shopkeeper.

Wang Mang had no intention of provoking these people, but his beauty was too eye-catching, the eyes of these reckless men stared straight at the moment they saw him, they had never seen such a beautiful woman in their life.

A strong man with a big beard and a long scar on the side of his face blocked Wang Mang's way forward. He seemed to have not bathed for a long time, and Wang Mang almost retched due to the smell of sweat mixed with body odor.He frowned and raised his head to glare at the evil villain in front of him.

"I haven't seen such a beautiful girl like you, why don't you go back to the gang with me and be my wife, and make sure you are popular and hot." With eyes full of lust, this strong man stretched out his fat hands to touch Wang Mang s face.

Before Wang Mang could dodge, he only heard the sound of the wind blowing in his ears, and the fat and strong man with a height of eight feet suddenly flew out with a howl, smashed through the wall of the tavern, and fell on the fence outside. The fence collapsed.

Fu Qinghe withdrew his legs, and crushed the soles of his shoes on the ground in disgust, "Dare to speak rudely to Miss Luo, I don't know how to live or die."

The only introductory disciple of the first swordsman, now it seems that his strength is really strong.According to the introduction, Fu Qinghe's current strength can already be ranked among the top ten in the arena.

The other strong men were probably subordinates of the man who had been knocked into the air. Seeing his boss's miserable appearance, coupled with his own thoughts, they all yelled and lifted the table to their feet, picked up the machete on the side and charged at him. Fu Qinghe attacked.

The tavern manager and the waiter hid in the counter trembling a long time ago, not daring to intervene in this matter at all.

"Miss Luo, stay away, don't let them hurt you by mistake." Fu Qinghe confessed, tore off the wooden handrail of one staircase with his bare hands, and headed up, a bloated and obstructive wooden handrail seemed to become a hand in his hands The indestructible sharp blade broke off the arm of the villain who came ahead in a few moments. They howled and covered their broken arm, and the machete fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Fu Qinghe raised his legs and kicked those people who had lost their ability to fight back and got in the way. Some of them fell on the overturned table and were covered with soup and gravy on the ground. Some of them fell behind and swung their knives The body of the accomplice on the ground was cut by the machete, and at the same time he fell down with the accomplice behind him.

Seeing that Fu Qinghe easily dealt with most of his accomplices as if playing a game, the rest of the villains trembled, looked at each other a few times, and dared not go forward again.

"Continue?" Fu Qinghe looked at them with a frosty face.

"Don't dare, young hero, spare your life." These people immediately threw their knives and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

In the face of an absolute disparity in force, life-saving is more important.

Fu Qinghe didn't like killing people, and he didn't understand the truth of avoiding future troubles when he first entered the rivers and lakes, so he didn't care much about these people. He only frightened them a few words, then went out with the donkey still tied in the yard, and beckoned Wang Mang to leave.

Wang Mang was not a simple young man like him. When Fu Qinghe didn't pay attention, he directly gave these people a "Ze Ming San", so as to prevent these people from coming to trouble Fu Qinghe in the future.

Fu Qinghe didn't know Wang Mang's real identity, but in his heart, Luo Tan was a beautiful and kind-hearted woman with superb medical skills, and he wanted to protect her all the time.

Wang Mang also happily pretended, he raised a soft smile, and saluted Fu Qinghe.

"Thank you young hero for saving me, young hero is really a young talent."

Fu Qinghe touched the bridge of his nose shyly, and his pace of leading the donkey became chaotic, "Miss Luo is my savior, and I will protect you with all my strength. Even if I don't, I will try my best to protect you."

Wang Mang asked him with bad intentions: "Does Fu Shaoxia treat all young and beautiful women equally? It's really pity."

Fu Qinghe immediately panicked, shaking his head in denial, blushing, "It's only for Miss Luo, other people have nothing to do with me."

Wang Mang didn't continue teasing him, but patted him on the back approvingly, "Not bad."

Fu Qinghe's back immediately stiffened. He didn't understand the meaning of this move, but it seemed that he was praising himself.

I feel a little happy.

Leaving the tavern is considered to be away from a populated place, and in the distance there are continuous undulating mountains. Only by leaving here can we enter the town to rest. Both of them consciously speeded up their pace.

In the evening, the clouds in the sky continued to thicken, because the sky was already dark, and it was impossible to judge whether it was going to rain or not.

"Miss Luo, the clouds are so thick that it might rain, let's find a place where we can take shelter from the rain."

"Okay." Wang Mang also felt that it was going to rain from the sky, so he began to pay attention to whether there were any caves where he could stay.

But for a moment, lightning flashed between the clouds above the head, and thunder began to patter down with raindrops, and then the rain began to intensify.

Although Wang Mang was covered by an oiled paper umbrella, the torrential rain had little effect, and he was drenched thoroughly. He was wearing a light and fluffy skirt that was all attached to his body, but because of the heavy stagnant water, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Fu Qinghe didn't even have an umbrella, and his appearance was even more pitiful. He was completely wet from head to toe, and it was because he was strong that he was not affected too much.

After going straight for a few hundred meters, an abandoned path suddenly appeared in front of it. There was a stone sculpture whose face could not be seen clearly standing on the side of the road. Looking along the path, one could see a dilapidated temple surrounded by trees at the end.

The two immediately went up the path with bright eyes, and almost trotted into the ruined temple. The donkey seemed to be more eager than them, and ran towards the ruined temple with its own hooves without pulling hard.

The threshold of the temple was rotten, and a light kick from the donkey's hoof caused the threshold to fall off. Fu Qinghe tied the donkey to the edge of the door on one side, wiped the water on his face, and looked for useless things in the ruined temple. wood for fire.

Although the ruined temple was dilapidated, fortunately there was no rain leaking, and it was pitch black inside. Wang Mang did not walk around casually after entering to prevent bumping into himself.

"Miss Luo, wait a moment, I'll find a way to light a fire." Fu Qinghe's voice came from inside, and before the time was up, a small beam of flame lit up from where he was, and then gradually grew larger, illuminating the interior of the ruined temple. situation.

Fu Qinghe was still adding firewood to it, and stopped when he saw that the fire was burning steadily enough.

"Miss Luo, come here, it's warm here."

Wang Mang praised Fu Qinghe's survival skills in his heart, and sat beside the fire with his wet skirt.

The Buddha statues and the beams above the head in the ruined temple are all covered with cobwebs, and the ground is also full of dust, but now I don't care about those, I just want to dry the wet clothes on my body.

"I'll go outside and break some branches, Miss Luo will rest here first."

Fu Qinghe took off his commoner clothes neatly, went out of the ruined temple again wearing trousers with his arms bare, and after a while he carried a bundle of branches into the temple covered in water, and built a tree around the fire with these branches. Great bracket.

When he was busy, Wang Mang helped him turn over the clothes he had just taken off, and put them on after the bracket was set up.

"Miss Luo, just change your clothes here. I'll turn around, and the girl told me to turn around again." Fu Qinghe sat cross-legged on the ground, with his back to Wang Mang, and covered his face with both hands, fully armed.

Wang Mang chuckled, took off his wet coat and put it on the stand, and took out all the clothes that were also soaked in the luggage and put them on the upper floor. He sat on the ground wearing the dirty clothes inside.

"All right."

Only then did Fu Qinghe let go of his hand, and turned around carefully, his face was not sure whether it was fire or shyness, or red, seeing Wang Mang sitting opposite him in obscene clothes, he subconsciously wanted to turn around again.

"Don't be shy, the clothes you brought are all wet, let's live tonight like this."

Only then did Fu Qinghe bite the bullet and face Wang Mang, only daring to stare at his own hand, for fear of offending him.

Wang Mang already knew a lot about his innocence, so he stood up directly, sat next to Fu Qinghe, and leaned against him.A layer of wet and thin underwear can't isolate anything, and the warm body temperature on both sides is transmitted to each other along the fabric.

Fu Qinghe was dumbfounded, he didn't dare to move at the same place, he even stopped breathing, and his chest stopped rising and falling.

"Don't you like me?" Wang Mang now has the advantages of being small, leaning his whole body against Fu Qinghe, "Isn't that what you meant when you came to me that day?"

Fu Qinghe blushed immediately from head to toe, wishing he could get angry, he said "yes" in a low voice after a while.

Wang Mang raised the corner of his mouth, and simply got up and sat directly on Fu Qinghe's lap, putting his hands on his chest.Feeling the temperature in his arms, Fu Qinghe saw the face so close that he thought about it day and night, his whole head was in a dead state, and he was only relieved by being unplugged.

"I like you quite a bit too, why not just like this." Wang Mang put one hand on Fu Qinghe's hot face from shyness, then moved back and pressed it on the back of his head, making him bow his head slightly, and imprinted his rosy lips on Fu Qinghe's face. on his pale lips.

The author has something to say: Xiao Fu would be ashamed if he died

Xiba, the National Day only rests for four days, and the military training is until the 15th of the National Day, ahhhhhhhhh