Sweet and salty prehistoric husband and wife

Fenghu frowned and looked at Hua Yujun's pale and tired face, and wiped the sweat off his forehead in distress. Hua Yujun narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked him to carefully wipe off the sweat on his face.

"Wa Ya, bring a basin of warm water, and Hua Hua's face cloth." Feng Hu stroked the sweat beads on Hua Yu's neck, and said in a slightly louder voice to Wa Ya who was the closest outside.

"Bring it right away." Wa Ya responded immediately.

Before he had time to do anything, the people who had been listening quietly with their ears up had already started to act, and warm water and washcloths were quickly sent into the tent.

Fenghu put the water basin on his animal skin quilt, he didn't care whether the water would wet the quilt, he quickly wrung out the washcloth, and gently wiped the sweat from Hua Yujun's face and neck.

Mr. Hua Yu raised his head slightly, and it was the first time that he accepted Fenghu's considerate service without any awkwardness. It may be because he spent too much energy to control his illness just now, or it may be because of the love and affection in Fenghu's eyes that made him docile. You have to accept the other person's touch.

"I've changed my clothes. I'll go out and wait for you. Call me when you're ready." Knowing that Hua Yujun's entire back was wet, Feng Hu controlled his eager thoughts and told himself not to be impatient.

"Okay." Mr. Hua Yu could see the desire to replace Feng Hu in his eyes, suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and watched the somewhat unwilling tall figure disappear outside the curtain.

After tidying himself up quickly, Mr. Hua Yu, who was dry and comfortable, picked up the wooden basin, softly called Fenghu who had been guarding outside, and when Fenghu opened the curtain to look over, he handed out the wooden basin.

Feng Hu bent down to take the wooden basin, stood up and greeted Geeta, who had not approached, passed the wooden basin to him, and then patted his head, telling him not to be nervous.

Back in the tent, Feng Hu and Mr. Hua Yu sat face to face, one was silently waiting for an explanation, and the other was organizing the words.

A moment later, Mr. Hua Yu spoke slowly under his eyes that were filled with forbearance and affection.

"I have a strange disease. I can't stay in crowded places for too long, and I can't contact others for too long. When I get sick, I will sweat and tremble all over my body. I can't control my emotions. When it gets serious, I will have convulsions and coma." Hua Yu You use short vocabulary to explain that those modern medical terms are too esoteric, and even Fenghu can't understand them.

"Then I..." Feng Hu never expected such a situation, he subconsciously wanted to stay away from Hua Yu-jun, so as not to make Hua Yu-jun suffer from illness.

Mr. Hua Yu saw Fenghu's intention, grabbed his arm, stopped his retreating body and said, "Listen to me."

Fenghu sat quietly, still carefully observing Hua Yujun's face with anxiety, and if there was a slight change, he rushed outside immediately.

"You didn't want to pursue me, why, you gave up?" Jun Huayu joked deliberately in order to relax Fenghu's nervous mood.

"I didn't give up, I never will, but your body is the most important, I can't make you sick and uncomfortable." In Feng Hu's heart, Mr. Hua Yu is the most important, even if he can't get close in this life, he can endure it, as long as You can still follow your side, it doesn't matter what.

"Fool." Hua Yujun was soured by Fenghu's simple and honest answer. At this moment, he really realized how deep Fenghu's love is.

"You are unique, and my illness is useless in front of you." Mr. Hua Yu smiled and responded to the other party's strong love with tenderness.

Fenghu said that it doesn't matter if he doesn't get close, but his heart is depressed to the bottom. Who wouldn't want to hug the one he loves all the time, but compared to not being able to touch him, what he can't accept is being separated from Huahua.

Suddenly there was another village, and Feng Hu was about to shout happily, and couldn't help but hugged his beloved with all his strength, buried his head in his slender neck, smelled the cool smell, and calmed himself down.