[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

An Luo let go of the restraining hand and softened his strength.Recalling the way Luo Er and Bai Mo got along before, he hesitantly raised his hand, put it on Bai Mo's back and patted it lightly, coaxing: "Be good, don't cry."

But these words triggered Bai Mo's long-buried memories, and tears burst out of his eyes in an instant. He hugged the person in front of him recklessly, crying like a child who lost his most beloved thing.

I really miss him so much, it’s been too long since I’ve been pampered and coaxed so tenderly by someone, I thought I could forget it, but I’ve tried so hard to pretend not to care, but why does this person do it again and again remind myself of him.

An Luo looked at the man crying sobbingly, and the strange soreness from his heart made him frown uncomfortably.A person who has never done anything like comfort just hugged the person in his arms stiffly. After thinking about it for a while, the hand hanging by the side was finally placed behind Bai Mo's head, gently stroking the soft hair. Silk.

Finally he stopped crying, but Bai Mo still buried himself in An Luo's chest and refused to get up. It was too embarrassing to cry like this, after all, he used to comfort Xiao Luo by himself.

before......

Bai Mo remembered An Luo's estrangement from him, and unconsciously clenched the cloth under his body.

"If the prince takes the initiative again, I won't let it go as easily as before."

After hearing the sound, Bai Mo quietly raised his head suspiciously, only to find that An Luo's clothes had been left open by his actions just now, making them extremely messy.He quickly let go of his hand, straightened up and calmed down his breathing, then looked at An Luo seriously and said, "Husband."

"What?" An Luo was puzzled.

"You called me husband before," Bai Mo gestured in front of him with his hand, and then said, "Don't let me get close to you anymore."

After thinking about it, An Luo understood, but he couldn't explain the movement that was almost a conditioned reflex. After all, the head is also a major weakness of the human body, and martial arts practitioners are even more sensitive to it.Seeing the faint nervousness of the person in front of him, he chuckled, grabbed Bai Mo's hand and pulled it hard, and said gently: "I didn't expect you to be unhappy because of this before, so it's good... ...husband."

The soft and lingering ending of the phrase "Husband" rang in his ears, which made Bai Mo's ears blush. He retreated from the man's embrace half to hide, half in embarrassment, and answered "Yes" stiffly.

But An Luo seemed to have discovered something interesting, and called "husband" over and over again, until Bai Mo finally had to cover it with his hands, stared at him with a flushed face and said, "Don't do this again."

Feeling the wetness and itchiness of his palm, Bai Mo quickly let go of his hand, but seeing that An Luo was still smiling faintly, he couldn't help saying sadly: "Xiao Luo, you've turned bad."

"Don't you like this? Husband, Jun." Although he was still smiling while speaking, only An Luo understood the meaning.

Bai Mo shook his head. "No." He thought about the accurate vocabulary description before explaining: "It's just very different from Xiao Luo before, and I'm not used to it."

After hearing this, An Luo raised his hand to rub his somewhat messy hair, and said softly, "I'll wait for you to get used to it."

Feeling the warm touch on the top of his head, Bai Mo rubbed subconsciously, the familiar feeling made both of them startled.

"My lord, lunch is here." The maid's voice at the door broke the brief silence between the two.

Bai Mo got up, pulled An Luo's clothes, and then said to the other side: "Take it in."

The maidservants put down the food in their hands and retreated out with their heads down, not looking around as dutifully as Baguio did.Bai Mo's emotional voice was easily caught by another person, and there was a cold light in An Luo's eyes, Baguio...

Interrupted by the medicinal food in front of him, An Luo smelled the faint bitter taste, frowned in disgust, and just about to say something was interrupted by Bai Mo: "This will help your recovery, be obedient."

"If my husband feeds it, I will eat it."

Bai Mo looked at him, and helplessly put his finger on his forehead and tapped it lightly, but An Luo didn't avoid it this time.Bai Mo, who was in a much better mood, skillfully picked up the porcelain spoon, scooped up a little to test the temperature, and brought it to An Luo's lips.

An Luo just ate the whole bowl of medicinal food that didn't taste good, subconsciously opened his mouth to catch the thing that Bai Mo handed over, and the faint sweetness spreading from his mouth made him squint in satisfaction Eyes, that looks very much like a lazy cat.

Bai Mo wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and then sat down at the table to eat his lunch.

Considering that An Luo hadn't stood up for a long time, Bai Mo helped An Luo back and forth in the room after lunch.After showering and washing, Bai Mo carried him back to the bedroom. After all, it would be bad if he got tired after walking too much at once.

Afterwards, the person who was kneading and massaging An Luo's legs as instructed by Doctor Zhang did not even think that his movements would be no less than a kind of torture to the recipient.

In order to calm down the heat caused by Bai Mo's few movements in the bath and the hands that were touching back and forth on his legs with a slight force, An Luo had to close his eyes and perform the kung fu. .

Bai Mo noticed that An Luo was closing his eyes and thought he was sleepy, so he stopped to get the soup first - Doctor Zhang specially reminded that it would be best to drink it before going to bed.

An Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stopped his movements. It would be bad if Bai Mo noticed something was wrong.

The person who was thinking like this didn't realize at all that at the very beginning, he planned to let Bai Mo discover the truth on his own initiative.But now, even the deceit and lies that he once disdained, he can use without hesitation.

Bai Mo looked at the person in front of him helplessly, and finally compromised and moved over.The kiss that was about to be printed on the cheek fell on the cool thin lips because of An Luo's sudden movement.

He backed away quickly, sighed and said: "Xiao Luo, the good night kiss is not here." Then he nodded his forehead, ignoring the fact that he did not resist contact with this person in his heart.

An Luo didn't answer, but only hugged him tightly before saying, "Husband, good night."

After Bai Mo replied "good night", he found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

The thick clouds cover the moonlight, which is the time when the moon is misty.

Feeling the strange movement not far away, An Luo opened his eyes and looked at Bai Mo who was sleeping soundly.Then he got up gently, covered him with a quilt, put on his robe and went to the secret door leading to him, pressed a few times on the vase and the corner of the table, and walked in.