Muhan Shuangcheng

Mu Han looked at Zhang Linming who was slowly retreating and then turned to leave, hoping that he would think about it and let it go. There will never be only this kind of relationship between them. In the future, I hope he can meet someone worthy of his company. .

Cleared his mind, continued to look at the military newspaper on the table, read it, thought carefully, and then added a comment at the end, until the soldiers outside the account replied that they had brought Ye Shuangcheng's luggage and asked if they would bring it in.

"Come in." Putting down the military newspaper in his hand, Mu Han said in a clear voice.As soon as the personal soldier came in carrying a small blue cloth bag, "Just this?" Mu Han frowned slightly, and went out a long way, so the black boy brought such a small cloth bag?

"Back to the general, that's all, everything is here." The soldier was a little puzzled, what's wrong with this baggage?Why does his general frown, but he doesn't have as good insight as his own general, so it's better to save trouble and think about it.Soldier Yi thought very self-aware.

"Let's put it down." Mu Han looked at the military newspaper again, and the soldier put his burden on the small table beside him, rubbed his nose and went out, the general seemed not so cold anymore?

After reading the military newspaper for a long time, I squeezed the bridge of my nose, looked at the screen, and looked at the burden on the small table. This kid is so quiet?I got up, went to pick up the bundle, folded it into the inner room, and saw a certain black boy hugging the quilt, lying on his back, sound asleep.

Mu Han walked over, stretched out his hand and brushed away a few strands of hair sticking to Xiao Hei's face, Ye Shuangcheng was thin and ordinary, but his hair was excellent, thin and soft, black and shiny.Mu Han simply twirled a strand, the shiny black hair was wrapped around his fair and slender fingers, and he rubbed it carefully, the feeling was surprisingly good.

When Ye Shuangcheng opened his eyes, he saw such a scene. Mu Han was sitting on the edge of the bed, with one hand propped beside his pillow, half leaning over, and the other... the other hand was actually pinching his hair. "Brother Han." The voice just woke up was a little lazy, there was still a little steam in his eyes, his lips were red, and he looked at Mu Han in a daze, "Brother Han, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than when you were a child." .”

Mu Han didn't expect Hei boy to wake up suddenly, and he didn't have time to let go of the entangled hair in his hands, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his cold face, but he didn't expect that the sleepy boy's focus was not on this at all.He let down his hair calmly, a few of them were tightly entangled, causing his scalp to hurt.

"Hiss..." Hei boy wrinkled his face and inhaled. He lost all drowsy sleepiness, but immediately woke up and sat up from the bed. Tears came out.

Mu Han felt nothing in his mind, only the touch of his lips touching, warm, soft, and a little painful.He was already half-leaning, but Hei boy sat up from the bed because of the pain in his scalp, so by such a coincidence, his lips touched.Because of the pain of the collision, Hei Xiaozi quickly turned his head back to avoid it. Although the contact was only for a moment, Mu Han felt it very clearly.

Seeing that Ye Shuangcheng's red lower lip was scratched a little, and a drop of blood came out, the bright red lips, the bright red blood drop, made Mu Han's eyes darken, and his breathing became disordered.The hand reacted faster than the brain, and when the brain reacted, the callused fingertips had already touched Ye Shuangcheng's slightly swollen lips, "Does it hurt?" Wiping off the blood, he asked in a low voice.

The thin callus slowly rubbed over the broken skin, irritating the tender flesh, Hei boy flinched, and took a breath, "It hurts." Misty mist rose from his eyes, and he looked at Mu Han pitifully.

Slightly closed his eyes, the sense of touch under his fingers became clearer, warm, soft, with a slight tremor, his breathing became disordered, and his mouth was dry.Mu Han withdrew his finger quickly, as if stung by something, the thin callus quickly brushed against Ye Shuangcheng's broken skin, causing Hei Xiaozi to gasp in pain again.

"Brother Han," raised his voice with some dissatisfaction, "You hurt me, hiss..." Hei boy raised his hand and gently rubbed his lips that were a little itchy and stinging from Mu Han's caress, and fell down in pain again. inhale.