Itching every day without a few chrysanthemums

Put the medicine on Hua Xiaomo's wrist for a while, make sure there is nothing serious, and then feel relieved.

Qin Yi waved his hand to let his servants come in and remove the scarlet mattress, his eyes never left Hua Xiaomo's eyes, with complex colors flashing in his eyes.

After the servants brought in the brand new mattress, Luo Jiuxiao took the initiative to change it, but he was not very skilled, and finally finished it with Nanfeng's help.

"Master, how do you feel?" Nanfeng asked softly, "If you feel unwell, you must..."

"Noisy." Hua Xiaomo moved his hands, slightly opened his eyelids to look at the extremely nervous young man, saw the worry in the other's eyes, grinned, and signaled him to be relieved.

Tianfeng stood in the house and waited for a while. After confirming that everything was safe, he greeted Luo Jiuxiao and left. He had to go and tell Tianyang and the others the news. The little master didn't look like a master at all!The news is so shocking!

Several men gathered around Hua Xiaomo's bed, their expressions focused. I wonder if it was their illusion. The facial features of the paper-colored boy on the bed seemed to be different from before. If they wanted to say what was different, they couldn't say it.

"Where is the child? Is it a boy or a girl? Do you still have your arms and legs?" Hua Xiaomo lay on the bed panting after drinking the medicinal soup.

Unexpectedly, under his expectant gaze, the four men remained silent for a while before Lan Qi said, "It's a baby boy."

Hua Xiaomo looked at the constipated faces of several people, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he fell asleep after a while.

Looking at the boy's sleeping face, Lan Qi lowered her voice and asked, "Outside...."

"Not only Bashu, but even the entire Celestial Dynasty, have never seen any rare birds, let alone phoenixes." Qin Yi frowned: "It just appeared today."

"It couldn't be more coincidental." Luo Jiuxiao rubbed the center of his brows.

Staring fixedly at the young man, Bai Chen pursed his lips: "Wait and see."

It can only be like this, followed by a long silence, Qin Yi leaned into the quilt and touched the young man's soft hand, then stepped out.

Lan Qi also got up and went out. He had too many things to do, so he had to go to the kitchen to make medicine for the boy himself.

Only Bai Chen and Luo Jiuxiao were left in the room, they looked at each other, and the next moment they saw Luo Jiuxiao and his clothes lying beside Hua Xiaomo, holding him in his arms.

And Bai Chen leaned against the bedpost, rubbing his cool big hands until his palms were warm, then put them under the quilt to hold Hua Xiaomo's hand, closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

In the study, Qin Yi closed his eyes slightly and leaned against the back of the chair, thinking about something.

Xu Mao, Yan Xiaoyi, and the central subordinates who have followed Qin Yi for many years knelt down on one knee: "Congratulations, my lord, congratulations to my lord."

"This matter is confidential." After a long time, Qin Yi said with a sullen face.

Confidential?Everyone was confused, such a big happy event, the birth of the eldest son, why should it be kept secret?

Squinting his eyes, Qin Yi's voice was full of ruthlessness: "If the people in Bianzhou hear the news, you will end it yourself."

Everyone's complexion changed, and a neat voice responded: "Yes."

In the afternoon, a few men gathered in front of the crib while Xiao Mo was sleeping, staring at the child in front of him with strange eyes.

The child has just been fed milk, and now he is lying in the crib making muffled sounds. The little face is white, and the facial features... If I have to say an adjective, it is round.

With a small grin, it was really not very good-looking, the four handsome and extraordinary men in the room fell into silence for the first time.

Could it be that the boy inside has a friend that they don't even know about?

"Bai Chen, this child is yours." Pointing to the child's small eyes with a pale finger, Luo Jiuxiao said in a firm tone.

Bai Chen's slender black eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were pursed a little unnaturally.

"Cough, I look a bit like you." Lan Qiqing coughed, and smiled very calmly at Luo Jiuxiao, whose face was already darkened.

Leaning over to put his face next to the child, Luo Jiuxiao pointed to himself, and then to the child who was rolling his eyes and nibbling his fingers: "Come on, Lan Qi, tell me, what makes you look so similar."

Lan Qi coughed again in embarrassment, one has a beautiful appearance, and the other... really can't find the slightest similarity.

Flicking the child's soft face, Qin Yi frowned slightly, and his fingers itched, but saw the child open his small mouth to hold his fingers and kept sucking, with a saliva dripping from his mouth.

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作者有话要说：冼冼824扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2013-12-1310:19:46

Meme~ Love Mud~~

Ah ha ha ha ha, the deranged author is going crazy! ! ! ! ! !Finally born! ! ! !From last night to tonight! ! ! !Whoooo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

☆, 65

Hua Xiaomo woke up from hunger, he was in a daze, someone fed him something to drink, something soft and hot was crushed against his throat, entangled his tongue, he had difficulty opening his mouth to breathe, like a dehydrated fish.

Then another sweet liquid was poured in, and there was a cool touch on his lips. He frowned and muttered a few words before falling into a deep sleep again.

Lan Qi brushed aside the hair from the young man's forehead and probed his forehead. Although the temperature was not as hot as before, it was still a little abnormally hot. She sighed softly, leaned over to tuck the corner of the quilt, and leaned against the bed read a book.

When I woke up again, it was already late at night, Hua Xiaomo shrank back into a warm place, and a low magnetic voice came from above her head: "Mo, do you want some water?"

Shaking his head, Hua Xiaomo stretched out his hand to fumble around Luo Jiuxiao's body, then pulled off his skirt, put his face on his chest, opened his mouth to bite a protrusion, and licked it lightly.

"Don't light the fire." Luo Jiuxiao's voice was low, and his big palm slowly stroked Hua Xiaomo's back, along the spine, and stopped at the back of the neck.

Hua Xiaomo hummed vaguely, continued to bite her mouth, and sucked Yun hard with her lips, as if tasting a delicious fruit.

The tip of the tongue kept sliding and moving the front granules, and the teeth left a series of marks on it. Hua Xiaomo muttered inarticulately, "My body hurts." Especially the back, the appearance must be terrible.

"I'm in pain too." Luo Jiuxiao's eyes were burning hot, and he moved Hua Xiaomo's hand to his hot spot, raised the corners of his lips, and said with a bewitching smile: "Here."

Hua Xiaomo twitched the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes, stretched his hand in to help Luo Jiuxiao comfort him a few times, then lay on his chest and remained still.

"I want to see you figure it out by yourself." After speaking, she leaned over and bit Luo Jiuxiao's lips, drawing the shape of his lips in an encouraging way.

Luo Jiuxiao's eyebrow raised a clear arc, sucked Hua Xiaomo's lips for a while, and then stuck into his mouth, hooked the dodging uvula, and entwined, until both of them were breathing in disorder before retreating.

Lifting off the quilt and getting out of the bed, Luo Jiuxiao leaned against the bedpost, holding his belongings with his big hands, and slowly stroked with his eyes slightly closed.

The man showed a bit of forbearance because of the pleasure. His sharp lips were slightly pursed, his slender neck was slightly raised, his steady breathing was gradually heavy, and the front of his underwear was spread out in a mess, revealing a piece of pale skin on his chest. , two points of brown looming, with the ups and downs of the chest, captivating.

And that bewitching face showed a hint of evil charm at the moment, silver hair fell on his chest, a faint heat appeared on his pale face, and the red birthmark at the corner of his eye reflected a strange color.

Hua Xiaomo's eyes straightened, he kept rolling his throat up and down, his whole body became hotter and hotter, like a ball of fire was swimming deep in his blood, and his whole body was about to be ignited.

He leaned over to lie on Luo Jiu Xiaoyue's back and lowered his head to kiss the skin at the base of his big moon, his tongue swept across the softest area, leaving a string of crimson marks where it passed.

And when he pressed his lips on the two small balls, he clearly caught the stiffness of Luo Jiuxiao's body, followed by more rapid panting.

The tongue slid around the small balls, took one of them into his mouth, rubbed his lips lightly, Hua Xiaomo was also panting heavily, he didn't pay attention just now, it affected the wound behind him, He felt something come out.

The hot and humid breathing caused the flames in the low muffled sound to heat up the temperature on the bed. Luo Jiuxiao suddenly pulled away Hua Xiaomo who was in the middle of his retreat, flew from the bed to the Eight Immortals table opposite, and picked up the cloth towel on it Cover up your desires.

"It's over, my back may be bleeding." Hua Xiaomo buried his head in the pillow with a muffled voice. As the pain spread, the fire in his body seemed to be poured with ice water, and it was extinguished in an instant.

Hearing this, Luo Jiuxiao hurriedly cleaned himself up before striding over to check, took off Hua Xiaomo's obscene trousers and saw the injured part on the back, then turned around and opened the door to go out, and when he came in again, he took a basin of warm water, After wiping him and applying the medicine, he ordered Mulan, who had been waiting in the outer room, to bring in the medicine soup. After tossing, Hua Xiaomo was already tired and fell asleep.

The next morning, when Hua Xiaomo woke up, the first thing he said was to ask, "Where's the child?"

Lan Qi asked his servants to call Nanfeng. In the past few days, except for the nanny, Nanfeng was the only one who wandered around the child every day, looking happy as if he was the real father of the child.

Not long after, Nanfeng walked in with the child in his arms, stood by the bed and bent over to put the child on the bed, then showed an elegant smile to Hua Xiaomo: "Morning."

Hua Xiaomo:......

Could it be that what happened to him during the past few days?Why does Nanfeng look like countless spring breezes.

And when he turned his head to look at the child wrapped in a small quilt, he was in a bad mood, pointing to the child who was waving his two little hands and then pointing to himself: "I gave birth?"

As soon as the words came out, Nanfeng ran away resolutely, and Mulan Mujin also found an excuse to leave. This is a sensitive topic, and no one in the house dared to mention it, except for the child's mother.

Qin Yi, leaning against the door with his arms crossed, glanced at him sideways, and looked back at the sky outside, while Bai Chen stared at Hua Xiaomo with his dark eyes, trying to see some clues.

Luo Jiuxiao lazily sat on a chair and took a sip of tea, not intending to respond at all, because he also wanted to know the answer.

According to Tianfeng, the newborn child can't see the appearance, but it will gradually have an outline the next day. It has been three days now, and the child has an outline, which still has nothing to do with the appearance of the four of them.

"Xiao Mo, don't think too much." Lan Qi warmly said as he stretched out his hand to loosen the hair next to Hua Xiaomo's cheek.

Hearing the comfort in the other party's words, Hua Xiaomo frowned in confusion: "Has the child been dropped?"

Lan Qi paused and coughed, and the other men turned their heads to look away.

Looking around and locking on to the biggest suspect, Hua Xiaomo shouted with a dark face, "Qin Yi."

The man who was pointed at him looked sideways, and said two words: "Nothing."

"Go out and leave me alone." After a long time, Hua Xiaomo supported his forehead and sighed heavily.

After the four of Bai Chen left, Hua Xiaomo leaned over to stare at the child carefully, pinched the other's tender face with his hand, and put his index finger on the tip of the round nose and pushed it up, while the child just grinned. Mouth spit bubbles of saliva.

After a while, Hua Xiaomo lay back on the bed and looked at the top of the bed and muttered to himself: "This is really a sad thing." The child is neither like his father nor his four mothers, and he once again feels the love from this world. The malice of the world.

If you don't torment him to death, you won't give up.

Since that day, Hua Xiaomo lay on the bed depressed and groaned a few times from time to time, and the servants in the mansion didn't dare to mention the children, so the whole Bashu City didn't know that their city lord and the other three peerless The man surrounded by a child came to a bloody confession.

Except for the four of them, no one knew what happened that day, and naturally they didn't know whether the blood that dripped into the bowl had melted together. Silk changes, although less noticeable.

And Mulan Mujin also found that their leader often had a smile on his lips, and his already outstanding appearance was even more stunning, making the maids in the mansion get together all day long to tell each other their little thoughts.

Bai Chen didn't change much, his face was still paralyzed, he rarely wandered around the mansion, and spent most of his time in a courtyard in the north of the city, as if he was waiting for something.

As for Lan Qi, I can't tell much, because he always has a gentle smile on his face, a gentleman is like jade, and he is very gentle in dealing with others.

Hua Xiaomo lay on the bed for more than half a month, except for eating and sleeping every day, the cheeks that had been thinned became fat again, and there was a vague posture that surpassed before, and the body was much rounder.

One day, he sat on the bed to play with the child, poking the child's cheek with his hand, and the child would giggle and wave his two chubby hands to hug him.

"Son, I'm your father." Hua Xiaomo held the child in his arms, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of the child's nose, and kissed him on the small mouth.

Nan Feng, who was holding a wooden spoon and was about to feed his child tiger milk, twitched his facial muscles, and looked at Hua Xiaomo with strange eyes.

Hua Xiaomo, who was having fun, picked up the safety lock hanging around the child's neck and shook it a few times to try to focus the other party's attention: "Call Dad."

The child held onto Hua Xiaomo's little fingers and did not let go. Those small but exceptionally clear and pure eyes stared at Hua Xiaomo, with saliva dripping down the corner of his mouth onto the skirt, laughing non-stop.

Hua Xiaomo wiped the drool off his mouth with a blushing face, asked Nan Feng to feed him a mouthful of tiger milk, and continued to induce, "Call me dad."

"Master, he's not full moon yet." Nan Feng felt that as a subordinate, it was time to say something.

"I know." Hua Xiaomo said with a smile: "Education should be done as soon as possible." It is best to educate the children well before those four men.

Hooking the child's round chin with his finger, Hua Xiaomo rolled his eyes with a smile: "Baby, come, call Dad."

Seeing the hopes of the whole clan smiling brighter than the sunflowers in the flower garden outside, Nan Feng really wanted to throw away the wooden spoon and run away.

Hua Xiaomo seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked, "Nanfeng, do you know where the coldest place in the world is?"

Surprise flashed across his eyes, and Nanfeng didn't think much about it: "Master, it's the snow of Bailong Mountain, which is the highest mountain range in the subordinate clan." No one has set foot on Bailong Mountain, and no one else knows about it except the clan.

A subtle thought flashed across Hua Xiaomo's mind, and he quietly covered up the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, recalling that pleasant and familiar voice in his mind.

Wang, do you know where the coldest place in the world is?

I'm waiting for you.

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作者有话要说：岁寒扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2013-12-1502:33:11

jen扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2013-12-1422:24:40

Mmm~ I love you~

It's about to end, a certain frenzied author has a phobia of ending and procrastination, blah blah~ expresses abandonment~

☆, 66

The name of the child was decided after Hua Xiaomo was extremely persistent and did not hesitate to quarrel with the four men. Breast name Xiaomao, big name Hua Xiaomao, when he was lying on the small bed that day, holding the child's face, he said it happily The message, "From now on your name will be Xiao Mao."

Unexpectedly, what greeted him was not the giggling of the child, but crying loudly, which couldn't be stopped no matter how much he coaxed him. In the end, Nanfeng, who was also a nanny, was taken away.

Hua Xiaomo spent the whole afternoon languid because of this, he felt tired and unloved.

In the dark, there are some things that you can't avoid no matter how you try, as if everything is so-called predestined.

Even if a small person travels to another strange continent, meets a few handsome people, and the backers are stronger than the other, but after all, it can't change the fact that he is greedy for life and afraid of death. Hua Xiaomo doesn't want to go to Bai Rang Mountain at all. The weird dream had made him daunted.

But it was a minor illness, a weird illness, it was not painful or itchy, it was a sound sleep, and this sign gradually became apparent after the full moon.

Usually at the end of the day, I fall asleep most of the time. Occasionally, when I am feeding milk or water, my little head will be bit by bit, and I will doze off.

Nanfeng said that the old priest in the clan may be able to heal, but he needs a petal of Jinyu flower, which is extremely rare in the world. When he was young, he accidentally read the books in the library of the clan, and learned that this kind of flower grows in the depths of Bailong Mountain, but this is just According to the records of the ancestors, no one in the family dared to verify it, because the mountain was too steep and difficult to climb.

In the past, out of curiosity and arrogance, the younger generation invited a pair to try to set foot on it, but they fell from the middle of the mountain, and most of them died on the spot. Since then, Bairang Mountain has been a lonely mountain. Occasionally, people from the tribe will speed up and leave when they pass by. For fear of being entangled with bad luck.

To go or not to go, this is a question, if Hua Xiaomo hadn't had that dream, after hearing Nanfeng's words, Hua Xiaomo must have packed her luggage impatiently, looking forward to leaving as soon as possible.

Dreams are always the opposite of reality. I have heard it from the older generation before, but I am afraid that there will be some accidents. Hua Xiaomo almost kept his eyes open until dawn in those few days.

It wasn't until about ten days later that Hua Xiaomo came out of that struggling state. He sorted out everything that happened since he came to this continent, and found a fact that no matter how sad the process was, the ending seemed to be happy, so He wanted to gamble.

In fact, even if he wanted to back down, it was impossible. Xiaomao's condition was getting worse. If someone who didn't know, looked at Xiaomao's chubby body, he would definitely not think that there was any intractable disease.

The Dragon Boat Festival is the most poisonous and evil day of the year.

There is a custom to hang mugwort leaves in the hall, cut them into the shape of tigers or cut ribbons to make them small tigers, and stick them with mugwort leaves. Women compete to wear them to drive away evil spirits. .

It's just that this year's Dragon Boat Festival is a bit rushed for Hua Xiaomo and the others. A four-horse horse-drawn carriage is parked by the river. The burly man driving the car is ordinary-looking, restrained and shrewd. It is Qin Yi's death Zhong Xu Mao.

He first scanned the surrounding objects, and after making sure that there were no hidden dangers, he shouted at the carriage: "Master, you can rest here."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, Qin Yi jumped out of the carriage, Lan Qi, Bai Chen, Luo Jiuxiao, and Nanfeng followed.

Xu Mao let the horse go to graze nearby, while he went to find some dry firewood, and brought back some prey by the way.

In the carriage, Hua Xiaomo nestled on the couch and yawned. He lowered his head to look at the little guy lying sideways in his arms. His black eyes, which were usually out of focus but wide open due to curiosity about the outside world, had now quietly closed. On the face, the slightly pursed mouth stopped spitting bubbles and looked at playing biting and biting, the whiter and tenderer face was already pink and flushed, only the chubby fingers that bent from time to time showed, The little one still has sweet dreams when he falls asleep.

Hua Xiaomo stretched out his hand and poked his meaty butt that was exposed under the quilt. The little guy made a humming sound from his nasal cavity, pouted and continued to sleep soundly.

Holding his head, Hua Xiaomo smacked his mouth inconceivably, it was amazing, Xiaomao changed every day, his brows and eyes were all opened, his red face became whiter, his whole body was fleshy, very cute.

Hey, it's a pity that none of the eyes, nose and mouth are similar to them. This is really a painful fact.

"Xiao Mao, wake up." Gently patted Xiao Mao's face, the soft touch was as tender as touching an egg that had been peeled off its shell. He couldn't help but want to pinch it. He pinched Xiaomao's cheeks on both sides and pulled a few times.

Xiao Mao, who was in deep sleep, woke up with a few hums, and then burst into tears with a "wow".

However, his throat was dry, Xiao Mao was still crying at the top of his throat, Hua Xiaomo's face gradually darkened, it was strange that the child was deliberately looking at him as a joke.

Xiao Mao's crying stunned the men near the carriage, crying so loudly, could it be that he was hungry?

Luo Jiuxiao continued to lie on the tree trunk lazily picking fruits. As for Bai Chen and Lan Qi, the two brothers and sisters looked at each other and made similar movements of pursing their lips, which seemed to be a bit embarrassing.

Sitting in front of the fire, Qin Yi fiddled with the firewood with a thick branch and shouted to the figure in the blue shirt in the distance: "Xiao Mao is crying."

Nanfeng ran back immediately after hearing the words, put the mugwort he got on the ground, hurried to the river to clean his hands, and returned to the carriage, asking anxiously:

"Why is Mao crying?"

Hua Xiaomo didn't dare to mention that it was he who made Xiao Mao cry, his eyes were evasive, but his tone was calm: "He cried himself."

At the end, he added in a strange way, "I didn't pinch his face." After finishing speaking, he regretted wanting to slap himself, and raised his head and smiled dryly at Nanfeng.

Nanfeng took Xiaomao into his arms, stroked Xiaomao's cheek with his palm, wiped away the tears on his face, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, coaxing him skillfully with a gentle voice.

Xiaomao grabbed a strand of Nanfeng's hair, and all the saliva from the corner of his mouth rubbed against the skirt of his clothes. Maybe he got close to the familiar breath, and calmed down after a while. , not crying or making trouble, looking at Nanfeng with wet eyes, giggling non-stop.

As the child's own father, Hua Xiaomo's eyes are red with jealousy, and ten thousand alpacas are galloping and roaring past in his heart, I'll wipe it!Do you want to be so cruel? !

Suspiciously looking at him, staring straight at him, his eyes seemed to be a boy who wanted to dig a hole in him, Nanfeng's mouth twitched, he straightened Xiaomao's quilt, hesitated for a while, and was about to say something Everything was interrupted by the movement behind him.

Hua Xiaomo jumped off the carriage and stood in front of Lan Qi, grinning, "Ah Qi, Xiao Mao is crying, I didn't do it."

"En." Lan Qi raised her smiling eyes slightly, and stroked Hua Xiaomo's hair.

Guilty Hua Xiaomo glanced at Xiao Mao in Nan Feng's arms, lowered his voice to Lan Qi's ear: "Ah Qi, why do you think Xiao Mao only kisses Nan Feng?" His words were very sour.

The warm breath sprayed in the ears, the young man's soft body was close to him, and he could almost smell the unique breath of the other party. Lan Qi's breathing became imperceptibly tight, and he took half a step back without a trace, "Maybe it's Nanfeng Take more time to take care of Xiao Mao, and we will get in touch with him more in the future."

Hua Xiaomo pursed his lips and said "oh", but he didn't notice Lan Qi's situation, he went to the fire and knelt down to look at Qin Yi.

It's strange, it's simply inexplicable, why this person went to the ice field with them, not to mention the long journey, and the unknown danger.

Although he had a blast at Fuxi Mountain, he would not superficially think that Qin Yi was thinking about him, because during the time they lived in the mansion, they didn't have much direct communication, let alone any close contact.

Reaching into the skirt of his clothes and touching the jade pendant around his neck, Hua Xiaomo frowned, Ah Qi said that jade was extremely precious and would not be found in the palace.

Taking a sideways glance at the young man, Qin Yi lightly raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Hua Xiaomo shook his head, and after a long time he heard his own small voice, "Could it be that you've taken a fancy to me?"

With a little luck, thinking that the other party didn't hear, Hua Xiaomo was about to run away, when he heard a low voice in his ear, "You don't know?"

Hua Xiaomo opened his mouth, should he know?

"That jade pendant is a family heirloom from my mother." Qin Yi's eyes were deep and depressed, but with a bit of hatred.

"I'll return the jade pendant to you right away." Frightened by the murderous intent emanating from the other party, Hua Xiaomo swallowed nervously, reached his neck and grabbed the red string, and listened to threats as soon as he was about to take it off Sober words of warning:

"You dare to take it off and try."

My lord, what do you mean?Brother Hua couldn't laugh or cry, so he withdrew his hand and stared at Qin Yi's resolute side face for a while, the two of them had no further communication.

The quiet atmosphere made Hua Xiaomo feel uncomfortable, he stood up and found an excuse to leave.

After running for a few steps, he stopped and looked back. After making sure that Qin Yi didn't show any abnormal expressions, Hua Xiaomo heaved a sigh of relief. He ran under the tree and looked up at Luo Jiuxiao.

The red robe spread out in a random arc, the silver-white hair poured down the tree trunk, and the man's pale face was illuminated by the mottled sunlight.

Like transparent jade.

Dumbfounded, Hua Xiaomo swallowed, "Throw down a few."

Luo Jiuxiao hooked his lips, his clothes fluttered, and flew down from the treetops, like a dexterous swallow, hugging Hua Xiaomo and flying back to the tree.

Leaning in Luo Jiuxiao's arms, Hua Xiaomo reached out and picked the fruit that was close to him, wiped it with Luo Jiuxiao's clothes and took a bite, the sweet juice filled the mouth, melted into the belly along the saliva, Hua Xiaomo licked the sweetness on her lips, picked some fruits and threw them to Lan Qi and Bai Chen under the tree.

After hesitating for a while, he picked two more fruits and threw them to Qin Yi, but Qin Yi turned his head and the two eyes met. Hua Xiaomo saw the fruit was about to hit Qin Yi's face, his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't bear it. Looking straight ahead, he turned his head, and a playful voice sounded in his ear: "If he is hit by the fruit, he will probably lose his meridians."

Hua Xiaomo's mouth twitched, yes, when encountering robbers and bandits along the way, Qin Yi always took action, killing decisively, King Yama is terrifying.

After eating three fruits, Hua Xiaomo squinted his eyes to look at the slightly blue sky enjoying it. Before he had time to lament the tranquility of the years, he felt something in his ass, "The branch behind me poked me."

"No branches." Luo Jiuxiao lowered his head and rubbed against the back of Hua Xiaomo's neck, his voice hoarse.

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The author has something to say: Hey~~ Finally, there is a younger sister's reminder! !

~~There is a touch of sorrow in the chicken jelly~~There is a touch of Kaisen in the sorrow~~

~~~~~~~A certain frenzied author gave up treatment and begged to give up~~~~~~

The text is more bloody, when you are watching the following plots, it is recommended to be sure~!Be sure to set the eggs~!Kneeling ball egg set ~!

☆, 67

Hua Xiaomo blushed, and slapped away the hands that were groping around his waist, "Spring is over, why are you still in heat?" Rubbing on him everywhere.

What the hell is going on?

The smile on the lips of a certain leader paused, and his big hand stroked Hua Xiaomo's waist again, slowly rubbing, rubbing, and pinching through the clothes, and quickly ignited his sensitive spots.

Breathing was gradually mixed with light panting sounds, and there were restless molecules floating in the air. The temperature on both of them was rising, and the hands on the waist went down little by little, rubbing his buttocks. With his swinging legs, he leaned motionless on the broad chest behind him. The sound of the other party's strong heartbeat fell into his ears accompanied by the wind, and he felt hot all over.

Under the tree, Xu Mao had already found a lot of dry firewood and brought back a deer, Qin Yi was still sitting in front of the fire and poking firewood, Bai Chen and Lan Qi were still studying a map, Nan Feng hugged Xiao Mao , humming a soft tune.

Hua Xiaomo felt that he and Luo Jiuxiao took this kind of ambiguous and indulgent behavior seriously in front of them, which was no different from stealing love. His little friend trembled and straightened up in his entangled state, The obscene trousers under the tunic are in a raised shape.

There was a pain in the back of his neck, and a red mark appeared on his warm lips. He suddenly let out a sweet humming sound from his nasal cavity, and rubbed his buttocks against his hard object. The strong stimulation spread to his brain, and he went blank for a moment. .

The kiss fell on the back of the white neck, Luo Jiuxiao clasped Hua Xiaomo's buttocks with one hand to prevent him from moving, and the other hand went to the front and penetrated into his skirt, touching provocatively.

When the fingers touched a spot on the chest, the slightest pain and itch erupted with hot pleasure, Hua Xiaomo jumped up, the trunk trembled a few times unbearably, and large leaves flew down , the next moment he heard a low hum from behind, and he himself was already wrapped in a cold breath.

Looking up at Bai Chen's paralyzed face, Hua Xiaomo swallowed his saliva, and the companions below also bowed down as they glanced at him with no warmth.

And Luo Jiuxiao on the tree directly used his lightness kung fu to fly a few feet away, the trunk snapped and fell, splashing dust all over the ground, and his figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the woods, as fast as the wind.

Hua Xiaomo looked away enviously, and saw that Bai Chen's face was still frozen, and hugged his waist flatteringly.

"Baichen..." The elongated tone raised slightly, Hua Xiaomo didn't stop until he messed up his hair.

The slightly cool palm patted the young man's back, Bai Chen slightly pursed his lips, his clear black eyes flickered, and finally settled down and returned to calm.

This time, he brought a lot of seasonings, and Xu Mao had the experience of living in the wild, so he was very skilled. He skillfully cleaned the fur of the deer, put it on the rack and roasted it.

A few people sat together, although they talked and laughed without letting go of their hearts, they were peaceful.

Hua Xiaomo pulled a piece of weed and swept it over Xiao Mao's neck, making him laugh all the time and waving chubby hand happily.

"Xiao Mao seems to be in good spirits today." Hua Xiaomo poked Xiao Mao's soft face and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah." Nanfeng also found out, which is a good sign.

The two chatted one after another, and their eyes stayed on Xiaomao.

After a while, Hua Xiaomo hesitated for a long time before running to Lan Qi and lowering his voice to ask his doubts.

"It should be related to the exercises he practiced." After thinking for a while, Lan Qi said warmly, "Breakthrough the ninth floor."

Hua Xiaomo opened his eyes wide. According to the routine in martial arts novels, wouldn't Luo Jiuxiao reach the highest level?

After a while, the roe deer on the rack was roasted to a golden color, and drops of golden oil dripped from the top onto the firewood, making a hissing sound, and the alluring fragrance also dispersed.

A certain leader, who had finished relaxing in the depths of the woods, came back with an uneasy face, and when he saw several people eating happily around the fire, he sank even more, and his raised eyebrows were a little cold.

Sharing his lover with three other people is not something that can be easily accepted. He believes that he is not the only one who wants them to disappear.

From spring to autumn, they went from being hostile to each other to choosing to turn a blind eye, to being silent now. Although Xiaomao doesn't look like them, it doesn't affect their change.

"It's for you." Hua Xiaomo bent his greasy mouth, and handed Luo Jiuxiao a large piece of meat from the deer's front hoof.

Luo Jiuxiao raised the corners of his lips, leaned over to bite Hua Xiaomo's lips in a daze, and raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, "It tastes good."

Rolling his eyes, Hua Xiaomo stuffed the piece of meat into Luo Jiuxiao's mouth, muttered a few words, the tips of his ears were a little red, with so many people watching, do you want to be so unrestrained?

Watching the interaction between the two, Qin Yi looked up, then lowered his eyes to finish the food in his hand. From Xu Mao's perspective, his side face was a bit stiff.

After filling their stomachs, several people set out on the road again.

A sudden heavy rain interrupted the trip of Hua Xiaomo and his party. They were forced to stop on the grassland to feel the customs of the grassland together with the rain.

Fortunately, Nanfeng is familiar with the language here, and there are not many problems in communication. The nomads on the grassland are hospitable and hospitable. They don't have too much defense against outsiders. Perhaps in their hearts, they are more willing to trust others.

In a tent, Hua Xiaomo put Xiaomao who was sleeping on the bed, and took out the transparent glass container in the bundle. A white and beautiful flying insect lay quietly in it, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep. A small flying insect was flying around it, as if guarding it.

He gave birth to a little hair, and Dabai gave birth to a football team. Hua Xiaomo shook his head in disbelief. Although he had recovered from the shock, he still felt incredible every time he saw it.

The next day the local chief entertained them graciously, but Hua Xiaomo would be happier without a black pearl hanging around him.

Sitting in front of the small table, Hua Xiaomo picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. The spicy taste spread in his taste buds, and it seemed like a ball of fire slipped through his throat. He smacked his lips heavily, "It's so spicy."

Although they couldn't understand what he said, the burly men in the tent seemed to understand what he meant, and burst out laughing, while the dark-skinned, hot-figured young girl smiled the happiest, her smiling eyes completed the crescent moon Well, even the old man in the seat smiled.

Hua Xiaomo pursed her lips, picked up the wine bowl boldly and drank the rest, so fast that even Lan Qi and Bai Chen on both sides didn't stop her,

The loud laughter in the tent broke out again, only