The runaway general of the black-bellied book

"It seems that I... really can't let you go."

Fang Yimin in his arms raised his head when he heard his words, with unbelievable joy in his gaze.

Did he hear correctly? ... Li Yuze said... What did Li Yuze just say?

As if seeing his cautiousness, Li Yuze took his hand, brought the slender wrist to his lips in front of all the soldiers, and kissed it gently—just like the night when he was drunk .

"Zilan." The young general had a smile on his face, and his tone was as gentle and sincere as ever.

"I like you," he said, "... let's be together."

Today's Li Yuze, seems to have brought the candor of the day when he was drunk, no longer suppressing his mind, or thinking about those secular rules and constraints.

Perhaps, the rest of my life after a catastrophe can give people courage—when I was forced to hide in the mountains, during the whole day without water and food, for twelve hours, Li Yuze's mind turned out to be all about his family, except for ways to get out of trouble. and Fang Yimin.

Only at this moment, in the time when only he is alone, can Li Yuze have the opportunity to see his own heart clearly.

——Yes, he loves Fang Yimin.

It was from that time that Li Yuze decided - if God opened his eyes and gave him the chance to meet Fang Yimin again... then he would definitely be braver and more honest than ever before.

He will no longer be obsessed with those secular considerations, or doubts about the relationship between the two parties - as long as Fang Yimin likes him, and he likes Fang Yimin, then the two of them being together is nothing more than a normal thing, and it has nothing to do with gender, family, worldliness .

So... what about Fang Yimin?Zilan...Zilan, do you like him too?

Li Yuze looked up at the person opposite, Fang Yimin's wrist was still held by him.However, Lord Xiao Fang, who always hated being in close contact with others, obediently let him hold him at this moment, without any intention of breaking free.

—So it's all clear, isn't it?

Li Yuze couldn't help but want to hammer his own head - how could he be so stupid before? !

The other party's every move, his thoughtfulness and gentleness to him, and his lack of defense against him, were all labeled by Li Yuze as a high-sounding "friend", and then he didn't think about it more with peace of mind.

However, even so, Li Yuze felt that he should solemnly express his feelings.Not for anything else...even if it's just an apology for the recklessness that night.

So he cleared his throat and said seriously, "Zilan..."

Unexpectedly, Fang Yimin on the other side also said at the same time as if he had a tacit understanding: "Congyi..."

"Cong Yi." Fang Yimin did not give in as usual this time, but directly took the initiative. "Let me talk first this time."

Li Yuze nodded, his eyes fell on him.Fortunately, no one can see his eyes in this position, otherwise all the soldiers of Xuan Tieqi would be shocked--when did the commander's eyes look so gentle? !

The voices of the two were very low when they spoke, fearing that Li Yuze might not be able to hear clearly, Fang Yimin simply moved a little closer to him.

Li Yuze hugged the thin waist of the person opposite him, but before he could measure whether the amputated waist in his arm was sick and thin, he heard Fang Yimin drop a shocking bomb: "Actually, what happened that day...you really don't have to feel guilty, Because... everything, it was all planned by me."

Fang Yimin buried his face in his arms, his voice muffled: "I prepared the wine that day, because I just wanted... I just wanted to stop going around in circles with you. After we do this, I will be with you the next day. Say everything clearly and express my heart. I really like you, Cong Yi, as soon as I heard that you asked me to go to the flower feast, find someone else, and get married, I will..."

In the end, he seemed to know that he was ignorant, and his voice of defense became smaller and smaller: "...It's all my fault, it's because I was too impulsive, don't be angry with yourself, hit me if you want to hit me."

Hearing these words, Li Yuze wanted to laugh - in the past [-] years of acquaintance, when did he hit Fang Yimin? !Even now, after listening to the little things in the other party's belly, I just feel lucky... Fortunately, they are in love with each other, otherwise Li Yuze himself would really make a big mistake if the other party did this.

However, thinking of the bruises on Fang Yimin's mouth when he woke up the next morning, Li Yuze was so annoyed that he slapped him lightly on the fart.

Li Yuze's self-control is still very clear to him.If it wasn't for the effect of the wine, even if Fang Yimin passed away because of his uncontrollable emotions, he wouldn't be in such a mess the next day.

——It's one thing for Fang Yimin to do these tricks to him, but it's another thing to hurt his body because of these tricks. Li Yuze doesn't like him making himself like this.

"I'm not angry..." Li Yuze stroked his back, coaxed him gently, then hugged him and asked, "The next morning when you woke up, did you feel uncomfortable?"

Fang Yimin first observed his expression, then carefully shook his head.

Hearing Li Yuze's half-believing "hmm" in his nasal cavity, he immediately changed his tone and nodded honestly.

"It's not too bad..." Fang Yimin tugged on his sleeve, and made a small gesture with his hand, "Just a little bit."

Li Yuze pinched his face lightly, his movements were gentle, but he taught him mercilessly: "You are the one who came up with this method, and you are the one who suffers in the end. See for yourself, whether you dare to play tricks next time." Son? If you have something to say, do you dare to hide it from me?"

The person in the arms was thin from head to toe, except for the cheeks and buttocks.Fang Yimin was pinched by his movements, but he got into the arms of the "evil perpetrator" and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Don't dare... Cong Yi, be gentle... I'm in pain."

Li Yuze let go of the hand that was pinching his face, and his strong arm returned to Fang Yimin's waist, wrapping it around quietly, making Fang Yimin feel relaxed.

Worrying about Li Yuze for the past few days, Fang Yimin hadn't been able to sleep well all this time, and this problem got worse when he came here.

At this moment being held in Li Yuze's arms, the rising sun shone warmly on his body, which made Fang Yimin feel a little sleepy.

He blinked, some tears gushed out of his pupils and were absorbed by his eyelashes.

Fang Yimin wanted to raise his wrist to wipe off the wet feeling on his eyelashes, but belatedly realized that his arms were being tightly bound by Li Yuze, so he could only make a "huh" and wiped his eyelashes on the other party's robe the next best thing. clean tears.

The more Fang Yimin was hugged, the more sleepy he became. He couldn't help but hugged Li Yuze's neck tightly, and used his shoulders to block his face from the sun.

He was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep standing up, but Li Yuze concentrated on checking whether he was thin or not.

——Li Yuze felt it just now. During the half a month he was gone, the person in his arms must have been ill, and even a light touch could feel the bones.

Now that Fang Yimin is held in his arms, it is more convenient for him to measure the waist of the person in his arms.

Li Yuze pinched Fang Yimin lightly with one hand, and slowly moved the other hand around Fang Yimin's waist, but it was over before he moved a few times.

...is really thin.

He couldn't help frowning, and measured it several times without giving up, and all he got was this conclusion.

"Zilan." Li Yuze couldn't help pulling Fang Yimin out of his arms again, and asked, "What's wrong with you all this time? How did you lose so much weight all of a sudden?"

Fang Yimin had no intention of letting Li Yuze know about the hardships he had suffered, so he buried him in his arms like a quail, saying in a flattering tone, "Congyi, don't touch it anymore, my waist still hurts..."

Really distracted by his words, Li Yuze stopped thinking about interrogating him, put his arms around him again, and asked gently: "Is your waist still hurting? What's going on? Where does it hurt? Let me press it for you?" "

"On both sides, it hurts..." Fang Yimin yawned lightly, buried his face deeper into his arms, and smiled like a hungry cat, "It's all your fault, your hands are too strong, My waist was pinched green by you, and it still hasn't healed."

Li Yuze: ...

The author has something to say:

Li Yuze: Didn't I sleep with my wife?How do you say it's like my wife is sleeping with me? ...However, my wife is really too thin, I really need to restrain myself next time. (reflective face)