Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

The next day, when the two woke up, the snow had stopped, and a thin ray of morning light shone through the gap between the two coats, illuminating the black eyelashes on Mo Yuan's eyes, and even Mu Feng watched him open his eyes. She raised her hand and stroked the eyelashes with her fingertips, and said with a low laugh, "Are you awake?"

Mo Yuan blinked his sleepy eyes, and grabbed his flailing hand. It took a while to realize that he had slept on his body for a whole night, and turned to look at him: "Did you not sleep all night?"

Lian Mufeng looked at him and smiled: "How could it be possible to stay up all night? Relying on you, I can sleep very soundly."

This is the truth. If we go back three years and let Lian Mufeng hold Mo Yuan, the result will be sleepless nights. Even if the two of them sleep together in the same bed when they meet again three years later, even Mufeng will find it difficult to sleep Yes, I can't wait to stare at people with my eyes open all the time, but this time it's different, Mo Yuan has accepted his feelings for him squarely, and has accepted him in his heart.

The two cuddled each other in the ice and snow, so warm enough, shouldn't they just sleep peacefully?

Mo Yuan was a little embarrassed when he heard his words, but seeing his bright smile, the embarrassment disappeared, and he couldn't help laughing: "Is your leg numb?"

"It's okay." Lian Mufeng kissed him at the corner of his eyes, and when he saw him turn his head to look out of the cave, he leaned against his face and followed his line of sight, "The snow has stopped, let's go out and have a look?"

"En." Mo Yuan nodded, but didn't move for a while.

Lian Mufeng laughed, and kissed him on the face: "Sit down a little longer, I'll make breakfast, and it's the same if you go out to watch after breakfast."

Mo Yuan nodded lazily, but he didn't really sit where he was. Seeing him get up and get busy, he got up too.

After the two of them washed up and had a simple breakfast, Mo Yuan took off his cloak and shook the snow. Looking at the snow-covered hillside outside, Ah Shi's smile appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried: "It's a pity that Ah Shi is not here. Here, or else I can build a snowman with him."

Lian Mufeng looked over and said, "Ah Shi isn't here, so it's the same for the two of us to play."

Mo Yuan squinted at him.

Lian Mufeng hugged him from behind with a smile: "Do you want to play?"

Mo Yuan was a little moved, but his face showed disgust: "What are you playing? How old are you?"

Lian Mufeng saw his duplicity, and directly pulled him out: "Go! I'm only one year older than you, we're not the same, don't make fun of each other."

The two of them ran down the hillside and placed themselves in the vast world covered in silver, gradually forgetting the mundane world. Lian Mufeng held Mo Yuan's cold and rosy face in both hands and rubbed his hands: "Let's compare how we are going to fight!" ?”

Mo Yuan's brows and eyes were bright, and he said with a smile: "Compared to what?"

"Who can make a more realistic snowman, Banzhu Xiangnei, how about I make a snowman like you, and you make me like me?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows: "It's too difficult, no comparison."

"Then you lose."

"Compare, compare, who should be provoked?"

"Excite you, isn't this useful?"

Mo Yuan raised his brows as if he was about to get angry, and suddenly looked behind him with wide eyes: "Look!"

Lian Mufeng turned around.

Mo Yuan quickly grabbed a handful of snow and pressed it into his neck, then ran away laughing.

Lian Mufeng was terrified by the cold, jumped on the spot a few times to slap the snow off, wanted to fight back but couldn't bear it, so he had to chase after him and catch him, hugged him tightly and kissed him until he couldn't take it anymore. open.

Mo Yuan glanced at him with shining black eyes, flew up lightly, broke off a branch next to him, jumped down and drew a big circle on the snow, and then stood calmly beside the circle, with the end of the branch in the circle Lightly tap inside, slightly lift your chin: "Come here! Stand in the circle!"

Lian Mufeng didn't know why, so he walked over honestly: "What are you doing?"

"Build a snowman." Mo Yuan raised the corners of his lips, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of jokes, "You just make snowmen in the circle, and you lose if you go out of the circle."

Lian Mufeng couldn't laugh or cry: "What about you?"

"Everything outside the circle is mine."

Lian Mufeng: "...This is too unfair, what can I pile up with so little snow?"

"Find out your own way." Mo Yuan said as he took a few steps back to distance himself from him, thought for a while and said, "You are dishonest, you must be closed."

Lian Mufeng: "..."

Seeing him choking so hard that he couldn't speak, Mo Yuan felt relieved and said with a smile, "Start now?"

Lian Mufeng was helpless: "Let's start."

After the two of them finished talking, they put all their energy into catching and piling snow. They were so busy for a while, Mo Yuan watched the snow piles getting higher and higher in front of him, and vaguely felt that he should have learned to draw and carve, but the thought disappeared in a flash. , he didn't pay attention, but looked at Lian Mufeng while making the pile, trying to make his snowman pile up a little bit.

Even Mu Feng used up all the snow in the circle to pile up a snow column that was half the height of a person, he turned his head to look at Mo Yuan, and sighed: "It's still short, can I borrow some from you? "

Mo Yuan looked at the snow pillar in front of him, couldn't help laughing, and quickly put away his smile: "What are you doing? I look like a pillar? Don't borrow it!"

Lian Mufeng smiled, pulled out the dagger on his leggings, and threw it at a tree next to him. With just the right amount of internal strength, the angle was just right, and the snow on the branches fell rustlingly towards the top of his head. Mu Feng shot like lightning, caught the dagger that bounced back, and at the same time caught most of the falling snow and piled it on the snow column, and then he did the same thing, shaking the snow from other trees, his hands like afterimages, quickly Increase the snow column to the same height as Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan managed to form an outline, which looked a bit similar to Lian Mufeng from a distance, but it was a bit horrible when he looked closely, but he didn't feel that he would lose at all, so he clapped his hands and went to Lian Mufeng's side after he piled up, and walked around Turning around in a circle, he sighed and said, "Is this what I look like? You'd better stop trying and just admit defeat."

Lian Mufeng said: "Then you have to watch it."

As he spoke, he took out the dagger from the short sheath, and quickly cut, sliced, dug, and cut on the snow column. The dagger flew with a cold light, and after a while, a lifelike face appeared.

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng squatted down, dagger flying, and under Mo Yuan's unbelievable gaze, he cut a cylinder into a lifelike snowman. This snowman had exactly the same appearance and posture as Mo Yuan, and his eyebrows and eyes were even more expressive.

Lian Mufeng put away the dagger, looked at him and said with a smile, "Who lost?"

Mo Yuan looked at his snowman, then at his own, and cleared his throat in embarrassment: "I didn't expect Brother Lian to have such skills, he is really a genius with both literary and military skills."

Lian Mufeng gently rubbed his fingers on Snowman's face, and said with a smile: "Not really, you asked me to pile up like other people, I won't, I will only pile up like you."

Inexplicably, Mo Yuan felt as if his fingers were rubbing against his face, half of his cheeks suddenly felt hot, he hurriedly glanced away, and his heart felt uncontrollably numb.

Even Mu Feng was able to cut a snow pillar into a snowman in a short period of time. It was definitely not accidental, nor was it a day's work. To carve out such a realistic snowman without any mistakes in one go, it takes many times of practice.

Mo Yuan's whole body was hot, and his heart started beating wildly.

Lian Mufeng came over to hold his hand, pulled him into the circle, and made him stand beside the snowman: "Come on, let me see how it looks like."

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng said: "There are still some differences."

Mo Yuan showed doubts: "What's not like it?"

Lian Mufeng held his face with both hands, and said with a low laugh: "He is cold, but you are hot."

There was a "boom" on Mo Yuan's face, and it burned completely. His eyes trembled a little, but he didn't avoid Lian Mufeng's burning gaze. He raised his hand to push the hands off his face, but those two hands did not move at all. , he was about to use his inner strength, but he saw Lian Mufeng leaning over, and then a warmth fell between his brows.

There was silence in the snow, only the sounds of the two gradually losing their breath and the rubbing of their clothes.

Lian Mufeng held his face, kissed from the center of his brows all the way down, pecked lightly along the bridge of his straight nose, took another bite on the tip of his nose, and then sucked on his lips. Moved away for a moment.

Mo Yuan was almost unsteady on his feet, and subconsciously raised his lips to chase after him.

Lian Mufeng let him be full of tenderness with his appearance of letting you pick and choose, and the kiss gradually increased, falling on all parts of his face. Hearing his violent heartbeat in his ears, he suddenly tilted his head and bit his earlobe.

"Hmm..." Mo Yuan's whole body trembled and tightened, and he let out an unbearable groan.

Lian Mufeng paused, took a deep breath, and suddenly picked him up.

Mo Yuan was taken aback. Seeing him flying towards the cave with him on his shoulders, his heart beat like a drum. He put his hands on his shoulders and struggled in vain.

The firewood that had been burned overnight in the cave was now dry and warm. Mo Yuan was put down on the ground by Lian Mufeng. He met his burning eyes and couldn't stop his scalp from getting numb. He asked in a low voice, "Take me in to make a What?"

Lian Mufeng bit his lip, her voice was vague and hoarse: "I want you."

Mo Yuan's whole body became hot from the excitement of these three short words. Before he could respond, Lian Mufeng turned around and pressed tightly against the stone wall for a few steps, and immediately felt the opponent's sword was on the verge of breaking out.

In an instant, like sparks falling into dry wood, a layer of red glow flew out of the corners of Mo Yuan's eyes, and there was an obvious change in the part under his body that was about to move. When he faced Lian Mufeng straight, he endured the embarrassment and stood still. Looking at Lian Mufeng.

The next moment, Lian Mufeng came over to kiss him like a ferocious beast, there were rustling noises in the cave, panting and moaning intertwined, Mo Yuan gradually couldn't hold back, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, and Lian was caught off guard. Mu Feng picked up his hips and wrapped his legs around his waist.

The two horses who went out for a stroll returned to the cave together, and stood at the entrance of the cave snorting for no reason, the light in the cave dimmed instantly, Mo Yuan's clothes were in a mess, and all exposed places were covered with hickey marks, he opened his eyes impatiently, Looking at the big eyes of the two horses at the entrance of the cave, he curled up his toes in embarrassment, quickly closed his eyes again, lowered his head and buried his face in Lian Mufeng's hair, feeling a slight tingling pain in his chest , suddenly let out a suppressed cry.

Both of them were in love, and they were so hot that Lian Mu Feng put Mo Yuan down, gathered his messy clothes, and then pulled his cloak from the wooden frame with his backhand to cover the two of them.

Mo Yuan was greatly embarrassed, and said hoarsely in the darkness: "What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid you'll catch the cold." Lian Mufeng nailed the hood of the cloak to the stone wall with a sleeve arrow while kissing him, and then laughed softly, "I'm afraid you will be embarrassed."

Mo Yuan thought of the two horses and bit him on the shoulder.

Lian Mufeng gasped in a "hiss" and quickly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Mo Yuan gritted his teeth again before letting go. As soon as Lian Mu Feng was free, he immediately began to pay him back.

The two horses at the door came in and curiously sniffed beside the moving cloak. Mo Yuan's clothes were half-faded, and Lian Mu Feng touched and kissed his whole body. He couldn't care less about getting on the horses. Hmph is getting out of control.

Lian Mufeng was so emotional that he knelt down on one knee, kneading his firm buttocks with both hands, and swallowing his high-spirited desire.

"Ah——" Mo Yuan leaned his head against the stone wall, his abdomen clenched hard, his hands subconsciously held Lian Mufeng's head, and inserted his slender and strong fingers into his hair, tightening his strength from time to time as he sucked and sucked.

Lian Mufeng wanted to make him comfortable, hearing his hoarse voice, holding two balls of firm and soft flesh with both hands and kneading them more vigorously, using many techniques in his mouth.

The cloak undulated slightly, the light inside was bright and dark, and the hot air exhaled from Mo Yuan's mouth soaked the small world with moisture. He leaned his head up on the stone wall, his Adam's apple rolled, his whole body was tense, and the feeling of ecstasy was strange. Familiar again, the thrill of being overwhelmed struck him, and instantly took away all his consciousness.

In a daze, countless pictures swirled before his eyes like a lantern, his mind went blank, and when Lian Mufeng held him deeply, his scalp tightened, and he couldn't help crying out: "Ah—— Mu Feng!"

There was silence outside the cave, and the two horses in the cave snorted loudly, and the thick cloak covered the scenery.

The light in the cloak fluctuated from day to day, and the hot air from Mo Yuan's mouth soaked the small space with moisture. He leaned his head up on the stone wall, his Adam's apple rolling, his whole body tensed, and the feeling of ecstasy was strange and overwhelming. Familiarity, the thrill of extinction hit him, and instantly took away all his mind.

In a daze, countless pictures swirled before his eyes like a lantern, his mind went blank, and when Lian Mufeng held him deeply, his scalp tightened, and he couldn't help crying out: "Ah—— Mu Feng!"

Lian Mufeng was stunned for a moment as if he had been hit hard, stood up and kissed him heavily like a madman, the hot and thick breath wrapped in an ambiguous and charming taste entered his mouth irresistibly.

"Arong...Arong..." Lian Mufeng brushed the messy and sweaty hair on his face behind his ears, held his face and kissed him and said eagerly, "Call again! Arong, Call me again!"

Mo Yuan panted and opened his eyes, the lust in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a layer of solid ice that slowly solidified, he pushed Lian Mufeng away with a cold face, due to the force, the cloak was directly thrown off the stone wall by him When it was lifted off, the sleeve arrow hit the stone wall on the other side, making a crisp "ding".

Lian Mufeng was stunned, and stared at him in a daze: "What's wrong?"

There was no emotion on Mo Yuan's face anymore, his eyebrows were sculpted coldly, his eyes darkened, he pursed his lips and put on his clothes again without saying a word, looked at Lian Mufeng with a sneer and said, "I tolerate that you have read others before, But if you still think about that person at such a time, it would be the best of humanity for me not to eunuch you!" He said and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Lian Mufeng's heart tightened, he understood what he meant, and hurriedly took his hand: "You misunderstood! There is no one else but you! You..."

Hearing the sound of "嗡—", the sharp sword came out of its sheath and hit his throat, Mo Yuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Do you still want to say that I am the A Rong you speak of?"

Lian Mufeng held his sword blade: "Yes, you are A Rong. I thought you remembered when you called me Mu Feng before."

Mo Yuan was in a trance for a moment, seeing that he was about to move the sword away, his expression became cold again, and he sneered, "You want to talk nonsense on the basis of my amnesia?"

Lian Mufeng couldn't speak clearly, and was so anxious: "No, I won't lie to you! If you don't believe me, I swear..."

"Shut up!" Mo Yuan interrupted him in a cold voice, and without waiting for him to continue speaking, he put away his sword and turned around and flew out of the cave. At the same time, he whistled, and the horse in the cave ran out immediately after him.

Lian Mufeng was faster than a horse, jumped out almost at the same time as Mo Yuan flew out, and stopped in front of Mo Yuan in the blink of an eye, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the tears sliding down Mo Yuan's cheeks, his heart ached. Busily shook the sword in his hand away with a palm, rushed over and hugged him tightly: "A Rong..." He sensed his anger as soon as the words came out, and hurriedly changed his words, "Mo Yuan...my brother...do you believe I, you are A Rong, although I have lost my memory, my heart has not changed at all, I have only you in my heart from beginning to end!"

While speaking, the sword that Mo Yuan dropped on the ground returned to his hand, and he put the sword across the back of Lian Mufeng's neck: "Stop talking."

Lian Mufeng didn't believe that he would really kill him, but he was afraid that his disturbance would make him even more annoyed, so he obediently shut up and let him break free from his embrace.

Mo Yuanfei jumped onto the tree, pointing the tip of his sword straight down.

Lian Mufeng looked up at him, with an indescribable affection in his pupils.

Mo Yuan's hand holding the sword began to tremble. He looked at Lian Mufeng and said calmly, "If you want me to believe you, you can do it too."

Lian Mufeng looked at him fixedly, with a smile in his eyes: "What do you want me to do?"

"Do nothing." After Mo Yuan finished speaking, he clenched the sword in his hand, and the sword energy shot out from the lightly shaking sword tip, shaking off the snow on the ground. made a circle.

Lian Mufeng looked at the extremely familiar circle: "..."

Mo Yuan put away his sword and jumped onto the horse: "If you can stay in this circle for two hours, I will believe you."

Lian Mufeng was burning with anxiety: "Yes, yes, but don't leave!"

Mo Yuan pulled up the reins and lightly kicked the horse's belly.

Lian Mufeng: "..."

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