Attack it unprepared, suffer it not tired

Jia She turned around and looked at Jun Wuyan's face, gentle and humble, elegant and elegant, unlike ordinary people.It turned out to be my apprentice.

God really cared for him. Jia She must have accumulated a lot of virtue in his previous life and donated a lot of sesame oil money to the Buddha to have such an apprentice.

Not to mention that he is a good person, his character is really good, and he is even more upright and resolute. This is probably what others say, a model of honest officials for the people and the country.

And Ying Fenglong's black bun is a fake official who is so ruthless that he even eats bran, an official who is used to touch porcelain.

Jia She was very proud, staring at Jun Wuyan repeatedly and nodding: "My apprentice is just extraordinary."

Jun Wuyan was not too surprised when Jia She gave such an unreasonable answer. After all, Jia She’s thinking is often beyond his ability to keep up. Give him time to breathe, and Jia She can open up a whole new world. Window.

"Did Ying Fenglong say where we're going next?" Jia She looked towards the mountains behind him, and their boat was already sailing in the middle of a river, the river was rushing, and small waves were turning up.

The wind in the mountains is always cool, blowing a chill on the faces of the two of them. The boat is relatively big, and the two of them stand on the boards of the boat and look at each other, feeling that they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Jun Wuyan restrained his expression, and was about to speak.

Young Master Mo also stepped on the bow of the boat, and walked straight towards Jia She. He looked at Jia She's brows that lit up for a moment, and unconsciously swallowed back the words that had come to his lips, covered his sleeves and entered the boat cabin.

Young Master Mo turned his head to watch the plain figure leave.

Before he came back to his senses, his chest felt warm, and a hand lay on his shoulder.

In front of him is Jia She's face, eyes narrowed into a line, looking at him, grinning: "Young Master Mo...you have a good figure!"

An iron fan was pressed against Jia She's waist, Young Master Mo said bitterly: "You can't think about it... what are you thinking about that day and night?"

What do you think?

Jia She was puzzled, but Young Master Mo asked him what he was thinking, and Jia She told the truth: "I'm thinking about you all day long, and I'm going crazy thinking about you."

With a 'bang' sound, there was a water bag dropped by Ying Fenglong on the deck. Jia She licked Ying Fenglong's face, self-dark and natural, more indifferent and mean than usual, and glanced at him and Young Master Mo with a faint glance , like ice in the twelfth lunar month, turned around and went back to the boat cabin.

Little black bun, listening to the corner of the young couple, and still glaring at others, what kind of world is this!

Since Young Master Mo was in a bad mood, Jia She didn't dare to get too tired of him, and let him stand by his side.

The two of them stared at the hills in front of them, and listened quietly to the gurgling sound of the flowing water, without speaking again.

It's just that I didn't expect that one day I would be with my son Mo Neng like this, watching the scenery in the mountains, listening to the wind in my ears, and breathing the smell that belongs to each other.

Jia She got up sneakily in the middle of the night, and walked lightly along the way, for fear of disturbing others.

Everyone was sitting on the boat sleeping soundly. There were two night watchmen outside. Seeing Jia She greeted them furtively and signaled them to keep quiet, they couldn't help but shook their heads. They were suffocated along the way.

The emperor sent someone to join the army, and they all thought it was some kind of powerful figure, but who knew it was a guard who was guarding the Holy Majesty that day.

Everyone called him Mr. Jia, and he often joked that he was a fake official, so he was called Mr. Fake.

This Mr. Jia was accompanied by a handsome young man, no one was surprised, it was just that Mr. Jia recruited him as a guard, but who knew that he had that kind of relationship with Mr. Jia.

Ordinarily, Master Jia and the others didn't notice anything special, and this young master Mo Ran also committed himself to him?Isn't this a flower that attracts flies?It's really a pity.

Everyone has a few special hobbies, and they are not surprised. They have only been with Mr. Jia for three days, but they feel that he is not like an official, but a thief, a thief.

Lord Ying didn't say anything, and those subordinates naturally opened one eye and closed the other, and Lord Ren Jia made a fuss.

Jia She blinked at the two brothers, seeing that they didn't care about him, as if he didn't see him, he simply straightened up, swaggered towards the place where Young Master Mo was sleeping, his tentacles were cold, um... seemed to touch something?It should be someone's hand.

Jia She didn't pay attention, suddenly there was a faint fragrance in his nose, it didn't smell like Mr. Mo's body, whose is it?Astringent and indifferent, elegant and pleasant.

A hand suddenly appeared on his waist, just as Jia She was about to turn his head, his mouth was also covered by him, and a familiar voice came from his ear: "Don't make noise..."

It's Mr. Mo!Jia She nodded and let Young Master Mo pull him up, walked out of a boat cabin, and when the two walked to the board, Jia She was pleasantly surprised and said, "Zimo, how do you know it's me?"

Young Master Mo pointed to the two night guard brothers not far away: "I am at Chuanqiaotou, they told me that you came to find me."

All right!The two brothers who were watching the night couldn't stand it!

The soft night light hit the lake surface, and the reflected light waves covered Young Master Mo's face, and the night waves fluttered in the peach blossom eyes, even Jia She's impetuous heart sank.

The wind in the middle of the night was biting, Jia She embraced Young Master Mo, resting his forehead against his forehead, and slowly calmed down.

The two hearts were so close that Young Master Mo's lips were pressed against his, just like his person, gentle with tired affection.

Jia She originally wanted to drag Young Master Mo out to do something, but somehow he saw him, but he was teased.

Well... I haven't started yet, why didn't you say hello in advance, Jia She laughed inwardly, seeing that you are so active, the young master obeyed you.

The cold wind blows slowly, warming the river water.

After about a stick of incense, the two calmed down.

Jia She raised his dark eyes filled with affection, swept across Young Master Mo's forehead that was also dripping with sweat, and said softly, "Zi Mo...you are so handsome."

Young Master Mo endured the unaccustomed tenderness and sweetness, and a warm feeling appeared on his face, hugging Jia She's shoulders, his voice was extremely soft: "Jia She..."

Jia She touched his head, and his body trembled as well. It turned out that he liked this feeling. Hearing his voice, smelling the bamboo fragrance on his body, and hugging him, Jia She felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in his heart. , The heart has melted into the breeze, into the clothes of the night.