Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

The hinterland of the Central Plains has entered the cold winter, the two of them changed into single clothes and put on padded robes, braving the cold wind like a knife to go all the way north, when they passed by Yangzhou, they entered the city and grabbed a lot of medicinal materials in a branch of Liuyun Medical Valley, and by the way He prepared all the utensils for smashing and decocting medicine and took them with him. After that, he didn't stop much, and soon went back on the road.

It is rare for Mu Feng to be alone with Mo Yuan, so he naturally hopes that this road will never end, but Mo Yuan still remembers the errand assigned by his master, and wishes to fly back to the Valley of Medicine immediately, but it is a pity that God is not good, just as they left Yangzhou City Soon after, fluttering snowflakes fell down.

After walking for half a day, the sky was getting dark, Lian Mufeng looked around at the gradually misty world, and asked, "Do you want to go to the city?"

Mo Yuan shook his head, raised his eyes and looked forward: "Isn't there a cave in front? It's good to rest there for a night, we don't need anything, there is no need to go to the city."

Lian Mufeng's brows moved slightly, and he asked in surprise, "You know there is a cave in front of you?"

There is only one cave in the vicinity that can treat people. This was discovered by Mu Feng when he was walking a dart before. He and Mo Yuan passed by the southern border several times, but they never stopped in that cave, nor did they search for it specially. Mo Yuan lost his memory again. Yes, even though he came back from southern Xinjiang, he didn't have any impression of going out. He only remembered those days when he stayed in Yigu Valley. In this way, he shouldn't know that there is such a cave.

Mo Yuan blinked, with a dazed expression: "I know, but...how did I know?"

Lian Mufeng's eyes suddenly shone with excitement and surprise, a seedling of hope sprouted in his heart, and he gained a lot of confidence in Mo Yuan's recovery of memory. The umbrella was handed to him: "It's getting dark, and the snow is also falling heavily, let's go quickly."

Mo Yuan put aside his thoughts, took the umbrella and covered it over his head, even Mu Feng opened an umbrella and drove alongside him. The snow had just fallen and the road was still easy to walk. The two found a cave and lived in it not long after. , I found some less damp firewood and piled it in the cave, and after dark, I lit a fire to cook, and it suddenly became warm.

After finishing the meal, Mo Yuan started to make medicine. Lian Mufeng felt sorry for him, and leaned over to his side and said, "Pounding medicine is hard work, right? I'll do it!"

Mo Yuan was not polite either, and handed over to him what was in hand, while he sat by the side and sorted the medicinal materials into different categories, and added them in order and dosage one after another. The soaked medicine was poured into the frying pan and put on the fire.

The snow outside was getting heavier, and the cold wind was blowing in. Although Lian Mufeng knew that Mo Yuan's body had been cleared of toxins and he had internal energy to protect his body, he still couldn't see him getting cold, so he quickly got up and went outside to find some dead branches. Take out the two people's cloaks and spread them out to block the wind at the entrance of the cave.

Sitting cross-legged by the fire, Mo Yuan propped one hand on his face and fanned the flames with a folding fan from the medical hall in the other. Hearing the sound of the wind subsided, he raised his eyes to look at the busy Lian Mufeng. His broad shoulders inspected his thin waist, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of peace in his heart.

Lian Mufeng met his gaze when he turned around, and immediately smiled, walked over and sat down next to him, picked up the pestle again and continued to pound the medicine, whispering while pounding: "Do we look like a pair of wanderers?" Gods and couples from all over the world?"

Mo Yuan was stunned, staring at the medicine pot on the fire with downcast eyes, slightly tightened his hand holding the folding fan, and calmly uttered two words that were enough to break all the charm: "It's not like."

Lian Mufeng held a smile on his lips, and did not refute, so he could see clearly just now that his A Rong was staring at him in a daze.

Mo Yuan squinted at him, his eyes fell on his stern profile, and his movements of fanning the fire suddenly became a little anxious: "What are you laughing at?"

"Happy!" Lian Mufeng leaned over slowly as he spoke, grabbed his hand holding the folding fan, leaned into his ear and said, "Slow down, the fire is too hot and the medicine is fried, what should I drink? "

Mo Yuan pretended to be calm, and let him hold his hand without any reaction, but the breath so close at hand made his heart tremble slightly.

Lian Mufeng turned his head to stare at him from a close distance, his gaze slowly moved down from his picturesque eyebrows along the straight bridge of the nose, and finally fell on his pale lips. Mo Yuan's temperament was a little different after he had lost his memory, but the stubbornness and arrogance hidden under the gentleness in his brows and eyes had never changed, and he was still the familiar Ah Rong in his bones.

He saw that half of Mo Yuan's body became hot, and he couldn't help licking his dry lips. The other free hand took the water bag and was about to pour it into his mouth, but unexpectedly a shadow oppressed him from the side, soft and hot. The touch quickly covered his lips.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes subconsciously, and then felt the hand on the back of his hand tightened, his knuckle-boned fingers slowly inserted into his own, the folding fan fell to the ground with a "click", and the whole person was surrounded by him in the arms.

The inexplicable familiarity, the inexplicable peace of mind, the lack of unfamiliarity and reluctance made him easily let go of his teeth and surrender.

"Hmm..." Mo Yuan struggled and raised his hand to press on his shoulder, mumbled a word, "Medicine..."

Lian Mufeng is no longer the boy he was three years ago. Although he was thinking tightly, he was a little more relaxed than before. Hearing this, he kissed him deeply again, and quickly released him when he unconsciously trembled. He opened it, picked up the folding fan and stuffed it into his hand, then adjusted his sitting posture, sat behind him, and completely enveloped him in his arms.

Mo Yuan originally resisted such a passive posture, but swallowed back all the words of rejection the moment he rubbed his face over.

Lian Mufeng lingered with him, his voice was full of tenderness: "From now on, we will always be together, just like ordinary couples, would you like it?"

Mo Yuan pursed his lips tightly, not knowing how to respond to him.

Lian Mufeng knew his concerns, he lost his memory, and for him, the two of them didn't have much time to get along, even if he had thoughts in his heart, he would not agree easily, after all, it was too hasty.

Lian Mufeng didn't ask any more questions, and lowered his head to kiss the back of his fair and delicate neck. The kiss was so natural that Mo Yuan had the illusion that they were really an ordinary couple.

The two didn't speak any more, they sat quietly in front of the fire and waited for a while, until the medicine was finally cooked.

When Mo Yuan got up, Mu Feng's arms were suddenly empty, and he hurriedly stood up and moved over. Seeing that he had filtered the residue and handed over the medicine bowl, he quickly reached out to take it, blew it and drank it down.

"This medicine takes three days to drink, and it takes a month to apply externally." Mo Yuan said, picking up the smashed medicine juice, looked up at him, and said coldly, "Take off your pants."

Lian Mufeng swallowed dryly, regretting asking him to heal him at this time. After all, Mo Yuan only likes him a little bit at present, and he is far from deeply rooted in love. He is really afraid that he can't help it. Meng Lang became frivolous and ran away in anger.

Mo Yuan was actually a little apprehensive. He didn't want to show his timidity, so he put away all distracting thoughts, and only thought of himself as a doctor. This way, he was much calmer. Seeing that Lian Mufeng was still not moving, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What's wrong? Pants."

Lian Mufeng cleared his throat, wishing that he didn't have a mirror to look at himself, and didn't know if the expression on his face at this moment was enough for a gentleman.

Mo Yuan's brows were almost raised: "Are you ashamed or something?"

Lian Mufeng almost choked on his saliva, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to untie his belt. There was both a faint expectation and regret against his will. In the end, he simply gave up, sat down with his legs spread apart like last time, and took off the belt. His clothes were lying across the room, and he pulled a shirt from the side and put it on his legs, which was barely covered, and finally said with a serious face: "It's cold, cover it up."

Lian Mufeng's body was as hot as a furnace, and Mo Yuan believed in ghosts better than him.

Lian Mufeng emphasized again: "It's really cold."

Mo Yuan could not put on the airs of a doctor after hearing his outrageous words, his face was as hot as fire, he quickly squatted down, dug some medicinal paste with the wooden spoon he had prepared, and applied it on his face on the mole.

Lian Mufeng didn't dare to move, the muscles at the base of his thighs were so tense that they trembled. When Mo Yuan accidentally touched it with his fingertips, he felt that it was as hard as a stone, and it was a stone that had been baked in the fire for a long time. His fingertips were numb from the heat, he listened to the sinking breathing in his ears, tightened his strength with the hand holding the medicine bowl, and the other hand became more and more agile, and quickly pressed the medicine mud evenly with the back of the spoon, and finally used A long, clean cloth towel was covered on the medicinal mud, and one end was wrapped tightly around his thigh.

Lian Mufeng obviously felt the familiar breath brushing against the heels of his legs when he leaned over to approach, and a certain place immediately bounced heavily, relying on the cover of the clothes, he became more and more unscrupulously high-spirited.

Mo Yuan naturally didn't see it, but even the sense of invasion Mu Feng gave him was hard to ignore. His drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, his hands quickened his movements, and he wrapped the cloth towel three times. Unexpectedly, when he was about to retreat, suddenly There was a force on his back.

Caught off guard, there was a "hum" in his head, and he seemed to have forgotten that he knew martial arts for a moment, but he let this force push him forward, but he couldn't stop, the hand holding the object barely supported the ground, his face But it bumped into Lian Mufeng's high-spirited place with no seriousness, causing the other party to snort heavily and grunt.

In a blink of an eye, Lian Mufeng raised his arm, and there was a soft sound from his wrist, and the sleeve arrow whizzed out, nailing it seven inches from a thin snake on the stone wall not far away.

From the corner of his eye, Mo Yuan caught a glimpse of the twisted and struggling snake glowing brightly under the light of the fire, and heard the snorting of the horse in his ears. Only then did he belatedly realize that it was his horse that hit him with its leg when it was frightened and dodged. .

Such an obvious movement, neither of them noticed in time...

There was a "bang bang" in Mo Yuan's chest. After a short moment of dazed attention, he felt the touch of the poke on his face stiffen a bit. Suddenly, as if he had been burned, he quickly stood up and took a few steps back, subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Lian Mufeng couldn't hide the embarrassment in his eyes.

Lian Mufeng's fiery eyes were tightly locked on Mo Yuan's face, and when he got up, his desire was clearly revealed.

Mo Yuan suddenly looked away, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of him putting on his underwear neatly, striding towards him, and hurriedly backed away subconsciously, but he was not timid in his heart, this retreat was only two steps away, and then fell into the Lian Mufeng's hot embrace.

Lian Mufeng hugged him very tightly, but she didn't touch her body, she just buried her face deeply into his neck, and said in a hoarse voice after a while: "Let me hug him for a while...I miss you so much I miss you so much...for the past three years I..."

Obviously there was no excessive intimacy, but Mo Yuan felt his heart jump out of his throat. His breath became quicker, his eyes became inexplicably wet, and he slowly raised his hands, and finally landed on his shoulders.

Lian Mufeng's heart surged in an instant, he almost blurted out "A Rong", but he stopped hastily, he raised his head and stared at Mo Yuan's familiar eyebrows from a distance, touched his cheek with both hands, his eyes were full of affection, his lips trembled slightly , with full of piety, slowly stuck to his lips.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes, and all the lines of defense fell apart in an instant.

There was enough firewood, and the fire in the cave was burning brightly. The two of them just hugged and kissed without any other gestures. However, Mo Yuan felt that the invisible barrier between each other was wiped out. He pressed against Lian Mufeng's strong chest, listening to each other With the firm and powerful heartbeat, you can find peace of mind and destination in this quiet ice and snow land.

In the dead of night, the two sat side by side in front of the fire as before. Lian Mufeng felt the change in Mo Yuan's mind, and joy spread from the bottom of his heart. Catch it and hold it in your own hands.

Mo Yuan relaxed his back against him, letting him play with his hands, closed his eyes unconsciously, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

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