Muhan Shuangcheng

When pulling the sleeves, Liu Qi met a pair of warm eyes, which did not belong to his brother, and his bewildered mind was already awake.

"Teng" sat up, his face was a little red, but fortunately it was night, and he didn't see it very clearly. He realized that he was still holding Zhang Linming's sleeve, and quickly let go of his fingers, "Well, Deputy General Zhang, I... …sorry."

"It's okay, get up when you wake up, go back quickly." After Zhang Linming finished speaking, he was also ready to get up.

"Okay, thank you, Lieutenant General Zhang." Liu Qi rubbed his eyes, and suddenly there was a "cuckling" sound in his stomach. If he said that he had just identified the wrong person, his face was slightly red, but now he really has a big blush.

Zhang Linming also heard it. In this silent night, it was a bit difficult not to hear it. He suddenly felt a little sorry in his heart. This person had been with him all night, and he hadn't eaten any food.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner." Zhang Linming said warmly.

"No, no, no," Liu Yi waved his hands anxiously, "How can this be, I...I'll go back first."

"Why can't you, you missed dinner because of me, let's go, don't you want to give me this face?" Although Zhang Linming's tone was warm, there was a hint of refusal.

Hearing what Zhang Linming said, if he didn't go, it would be a disgrace to Zhang Linming, so he had to follow Zhang Linming back to the camp in a little embarrassment.Zhang Linming ordered someone to cook food, and then took Liu Yi back to his camp.

Ye Shuangcheng fainted from the pain of the wound, and fell asleep all the time. Mu Han sat on the side and took care of him. He probed his forehead to see if he had a fever, tucked in the quilt, and moistened Ye Shuangcheng's lips with a cotton cloth. .

In the middle of the night, Ye Shuangcheng finally woke up, and Mu Han, who was always by the bedside, knew that Hei boy was awake when he opened his eyes.

"Brother Han?" Ye Shuangcheng said hesitantly, isn't he dreaming?It must be, Brother Han hadn't had time to avoid him, so how could he appear in front of him and look at him with such caring and distressed eyes.

"Wake up, is there something wrong?" Mu Han leaned forward and asked, his tone was gentle.

"Brother Han, I'm afraid I'm dreaming, right?" Hei boy muttered to himself, stretching out his hand to touch Mu Han, "Hiss," gasping for air, the pain caused Hei boy to frown into a "Chuan".

"Don't move around, be careful of the wound, tell me what you want." Mu Han pressed Hei boy's restless hand to prevent him from moving the wound and opening it again.

"I... I just want to touch you..." Mu Han has always disliked other people's touch. In the past, Hei Xiaozi would often touch that white and cold face with his little black paws while he was not paying attention, and he often received Mu Han's cold eyes. and cold air pressure.

Mu Han was a little amused, "Didn't you touch it enough when you were young?" There was a hint of warmth in his cold eyes, this black boy.

"Is it possible?" Hei Zizi's round little black face was full of anticipation, his eyes sparkled, "I'm in pain, it won't hurt if I touch it."

"..." Mu Han was speechless, how old are you?

"Brother Han..." The light in Heizi's eyes dimmed a bit, like two oil lamps that have been dimmed.

"..." Mu Han gently grabbed Hei boy's uninjured left hand, and covered his face. The sudden touch made Mu Han's fair face blush, like peach blossoms in March. Eyes are straight.

"Brother Han, you look so good... How about lowering it a bit, my hand is so sore..." Hei boy felt the delicate and smooth touch under his hand, it was warm, it belonged to Mu Han, it was real of.

For Hei boy's request to lower his head again, Mu Han unexpectedly obeyed, lowered his body, put his hands on Hei boy's side, and fell on top of Hei boy's body.

"Brother Han, how long are you going to ignore me after I touched you?" Hei boy's mood brightened when he saw Mu Han's compromising action, and his small white teeth were shining brightly.

"..." A few black lines appeared on Mu Han's forehead. Thinking of what this black boy did when he was a child, he always had an unknown attachment to his face. Whenever he saw the opportunity, the little black paw would touch him, or kiss him. Take a sip.

"Brother Han, this time I'm sure I'm going to touch you enough. When I was a child, I touched you. How often did you ignore me for ten days and a half months? One time it was even more extreme. Before you touched me, you kicked me under the bed , a lump was swollen on my head, and it hurt for a long time..." Hei boy's voice was aggrieved.

Mu Han knew that it was the time when he was drenched in porridge water and fell to the ground, but he didn't expect that hei boy was so young at that time, and he still remembered it now, "Do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember, such a big bag, it hurts for a long time..."

"It hurts for so long, you haven't learned a lesson." Mu Han's words made Hei Xiaozi choke.

"Who made you...who made you look so good..." The black boy blushed a little and had a thick neck.

"..." It's not his fault that he looks good, Mu Han is a little speechless.

"Besides, I didn't touch it at the time, I just wanted to bring you water. Since then, I've been thinking, if I have the chance, I will definitely touch it..." The black boy complained.