Abduct a general to farm

"Amnesia?"

Fei Zhu is actually not what Grandma Mo said, he hasn't come back for more than ten years, he has been secretly guarding Mo Ran, sometimes he will leave for a while, but no one knows.

Coincidentally, he left Langhe Village for a trip to the capital two years ago, and went out again a year and a half after he came back. He happened to miss the injury of the original owner and the encounter with Ajiu, so he didn't know much about it for a while.

He thought of that person's face, the ignorant and innocent eyes when he looked at them, and the identity behind that person, and couldn't help frowning.

The great general of the Yuan Xia Dynasty came here after being missing for several months. If the third prince's people noticed this place, no matter whether they found out Ranran's identity or not, their situation would be very bad.

"Yes, what's the problem?" Mo Ran's doubtful voice recalled Fei Zhu's thoughts.

He smiled, and said casually: "It's nothing, it's just a pity that he is so good-looking, but he is a fool. It is very difficult to find a wife."

Mo Ran spread his hands, there are many people who control the face, he doesn't think it is difficult.

"Uncle has something to do later, and he will return to the village in a few days. However, he and grandma had a good time in the town. Uncle is leaving first." Fei Zhu said one last sentence.

Mo Ran nodded, thinking of his new house, he reminded:

"Uncle, our family has built a new house, which is easy to recognize. You should still remember the way, right? Otherwise, you will come to this restaurant after doing good business. I will talk to the owner of the restaurant and let him arrange it for you when the time comes." Carriage to take you back?"

Fei Zhu laughed and shook his head: "No need, uncle hasn't been away for long, I still remember."

He waved to Mo Ran and turned away.

Mo Ran murmured in his heart that ten years away is not too long.

In the blink of an eye, it was night. In the dead of night, the small wing room could hear the low chirping of insects outside, calling one after another.

A few flickering candles exude a soft and warm light, making people drowsy.

Mo Ran's long hair was loose, she took off her outer skirt, and put on a close-fitting and comfortable white underwear. She yawned a little and felt sleepy.

Just as I was about to blow out the candles and go to bed, I heard two soft knocks on the door, and the candles cast a broad shadow.

"Who is it?" He walked over lightly, but dared not open the door.

Fortunately, the familiar voice outside the door made him relax: "My lady, I'm Ajiu."

"It's so late, what else do you have to do?" Mo Ran muttered, opened the door, and Ajiu, who was resting his forehead on the door frame and waiting to open the door, was caught off guard and lost the strength of his support, staggered and almost hit Mo Ran's body.

Mo Ran, who was about to be attacked by a head melon, dodged nimbly, holding the door frame and staring at him suspiciously: "What are you doing, come to touch porcelain at night."

Ajiu smiled at him flatteringly, and apologized expertly: "I'm sorry, lady, I was wrong."

With a squeeze, he entered the room and walked towards the bed.

It was only then that Mo Ran noticed that the man was still hugging the soft quilt in his hands, messing it up. At this time, he was being thrown onto Mo Ran's bed by the man and spread it casually.

Mo Ran instantly understood his reason for coming, and said angrily: "What are you doing, you are not allowed to go to my bed! Get up and go back to your room!"

Amidst his scolding, Ajiu went straight to the bed, covered the quilt and turned over comfortably to make room for half of the position.

His eyes were pure, he looked sideways at Mo Ran standing by the door, patted the bed next to him with his left hand, and invited softly, "Close the door, lady, let's sleep together."

"...Who wants to sleep with you, don't pretend you can't hear me."

Mo Qi rushed over to throw off his quilt and pull him up, "Go back, you, room, room, go!"

"My lady~ I don't want to~ I want to sleep with you~"

Ajiu blinked his dark eyes, and said in a drawn out voice, rolling around on the bed like a baby, even if he couldn't get up, Mo Ran wouldn't let Mo Ran touch a corner of his clothes: "I'm afraid to sleep alone~"

Mo Ran couldn't catch this slippery little loach, and was speechless for a while: "You rascal, you obviously slept alone before! What's going on tonight, don't think you are a little fool and I will soften your heart !"

"Because I want to sleep with my wife~"

Ajiu just rolled to the side of the bed, he saw the opportunity and jumped on the bed: "Ha, look I caught you..."

As soon as Mo Ran raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes met Ajiu face to face, and the air suddenly froze.

People jumped on it, but their posture at this time seems to be not very good.

On the wide wooden bed, Mo Ran's two hands were bent and pressed on the man's chest, and a few strands of her smooth long hair fell onto the man's chest.

Because he wanted to distance the heads of the two, his waist exerted strength, and his soft and slender waist was tightly fitting on the man's body, and his long and thin legs were stuck together between the legs of the man below.

Obviously he was on top, but Mo Ran had the illusion that he was surrounded by men.

Like him, the man was only wearing a thin undershirt, with a thin layer covering his body. The open neckline revealed some strong chest. The two layers of fabric couldn't block anything at all, and the hot body temperature was circulating on the two of them.

Facing him, the man's body froze, and his eyes were instantly bottomless, with a thick dark color, filled with some kind of repressed emotion, but he concealed it well so that Mo Ran could not see it.

He lowered his eyes, and saw Mo Ran's slender, white and glowing neck close at hand, the delicate collarbone at the collar, like a flying butterfly, and the slender body wrapped in the inner garment below. .

What's worse is that Mo Ran is writhing on him, as if remembering.

He closed his eyes, sighed secretly, and restrained himself with one arm around the imaginative slender waist, trying to restrain that person's movements.The other party's warm body temperature and soft sensuality were transmitted from the palm to the brain.

"Let go, let go, I'm getting up."

The temperature on the man's body seemed to transfer to Mo Ran's face. He turned his face away and whispered awkwardly, but he didn't see the forbearance and restraint on the man's face.

"Hmph, it's the lady who wants to hold me down. If you hurt me, I won't let go."

Ajiu suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and his tone was very innocent, but what he said was not the same thing: "I want to punish my wife."

He turned over suddenly holding Mo Ran.

In a whirl, Mo Ran was switched from a position lying on the man's body to a position being pressed down.

The man wasn't completely on top of him, but the solid weight still made Mo Ran uneasy.

Ajiu stared at his face, smiled and said, "This is only fair."

It seemed more dangerous this way, although the man above didn't seem to understand anything, just like a little piggy randomly arching his neck and collarbone with his cheeks.

Mo Ran wanted to cry but coaxed: "I was wrong, can you wake me up?"

He moved his legs, and his whole body froze suddenly, the hot and hard thing stuck to his lower abdomen...

Ajiu raised his head, his face was red and wronged, he seemed a little uncomfortable, his expression was confused and his eyes were ignorant, and he said: "Lady, I feel so uncomfortable there, am I sick?"

"Then, where...?" Mo Ran knew it well, he could only pretend not to understand what the man said, and said in a stuttering tone.

Unexpectedly, Ajiu seemed to think that he really didn't know, and was about to go down while holding his hand. Mo Ran was so frightened that he closed his eyes and screamed: "I don't want it, don't hold my hand."

He was so frightened that he even cried when he spoke.

Ajiu stopped his hands regretfully, looked at Mo Ran with his eyes closed, his eyes were deep and aggressive, but he didn't continue to tease him any more, buried his face in Mo Ran's hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move, lady, let me hug you." hug."

He breathed and tried to calm his impulse, Mo Ran almost fell asleep after a long time before his strangeness subsided.

"Sleep, lady." Ajiu kissed the forehead of Mo Ran, whose eyes were half-closed, leaving a warm touch.

"Get off……"

"The door is still open..."

After tossing and tossing for so long, Mo Ran was too sleepy, his voice was weak and full of sleepiness.

His upper and lower eyelids were about to stick together, his consciousness was already very chaotic, so he pushed Ajiu away with force,

As soon as Mo Ran touched it, Ajiu rolled to the side. With a wave of his hand, the door that was still open was closed lightly without making a sound.

"Sleep together, my lady." Ajiu said happily.

"...Sleep ass."

"You rascal..."

It's a pity that Mo Ran, who was on the bed, struggled with the sleepy bug for a while, but fell asleep drowsily, holding his clothes tightly with his hands.

Ajiu lay sideways facing Mo Ran, the corners of his mouth straightened, the innocence on his face had long since disappeared, only deep desire and possessiveness.

He stared deeply at the sleeping Mo Ran, rolled his Adam's apple up and down a few times, and finally pressed a kiss on his lips restrainedly, his eyes fascinated, and he murmured in a low voice: "Lady..."

He pulled up the quilt and covered Mo Ran to cover up the source of the crime, then extinguished the candle, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

Lying on his side, he put his arms around Mo Ran's waist, stroked his palms, and closed his eyes.

Mo Ran, who was sleeping soundly, felt the temperature around him, seemed to feel comfortable, and arched towards the man again, clinging to him tightly.

A good night's sleep.

On the second day, warm light shone on the window coffin.

Mo Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in a daze after a few seconds. After a while, his eyes regained clarity.

He completely forgot what happened last night, and he was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed as soon as he stretched his hands, and he paused in the next second, because he felt the temperature in his waist and abdomen higher than his body temperature.

"!!!"

He turned his stiff neck and looked towards the bed on his left, only to see another person was fast asleep, and his Adam's apple was still moving under his gaze.

In the blink of an eye, he remembered everything from last night. Ajiu knocked on the door of his room holding the quilt, occupying half of his bed, pressing him down, and...

He was trembling even for breathing, looking at Ajiu's sleeping face but couldn't speak.

He, he, he actually slept with Ajiu in his arms all night?

No, Ajiu hugged him and slept all night?

He didn't kick someone out of bed?

No matter how you think about it, this is not a good thing. Since he was sensible in modern times, he has never slept in the same bed with him, even if it is a man, even if it is his best friend.

Looking back, he seemed to have slept pretty well last night?

"..."

"Of course, have you woken up yet? It's time for breakfast." By coincidence, Grandma Mo's voice came from outside the door.

Mo Ran panicked and almost kicked Ajiu out of the bed. He didn't remember whether the door was locked last night. He hurriedly covered Ajiu's face with a quilt, and said in a flustered voice, "Oh, I got it, grandma."

"Why are you talking so quietly? Are you sick?"

Grandma Mo was worried about him, and felt that she was about to open the door to come in in the next second. Mo Ran hurriedly said: "I'm fine, I'm getting dressed, I'll be fine soon, grandma, go down first."

Grandma Mo didn't insist on coming in after hearing the words, and left after answering.

It wasn't until the footsteps went away that Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, glared at the man with his eyes closed, and simply let him fall asleep here, and got out of bed lightly, put on his clothes and went out.

As soon as the door was closed, Ajiu who was sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, if Mo Ran saw it, he would naturally know that he was pretending to sleep.

Ajiu sat up slowly, propped his forehead with one hand, and suddenly laughed softly.

The sudden attack last night seemed to be not bad, at least his wife would face up to him as a man, not just a fool.

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