The injury on Zhou Chi's back has healed, but his injury was severe and repeated repeatedly, which took a long time, so it is inevitable that there are many traces left on his back at this time, winding and pink. , very dazzling.
Lu Zhicheng sat down. He gently lifted up Zhou Chi's shirt and looked at his back carefully. The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt. All the scars on his body were thanks to him. If If Zhou Chi was drunk at this moment, he wouldn't have the chance to see it. Seeing Zhou Chi's intention, he didn't want to mention it again. Lu Zhicheng gently touched the pitted scars on his back, with guilt in his eyes. , all cherished.
"Itchy... haha... itchy," Zhou Chi chuckled, desperately dodging Lu Zhicheng's fingers, turning around and glaring at Lu Zhicheng fiercely, "It's annoying, I can't do it anymore, I'm the most ticklish... Don't tease me... Lu Zhicheng... don't tease me... I, I can't help teasing... "
Lu Zhicheng felt that his skull was frozen for a moment when he stared at him like this. He knew that he was very drunk and that he was not clear-headed. But the more this happened, the softer Lu Zhicheng's heart became. He was busy He withdrew his fingers, put down Zhou Chi's shirt, then gently covered Zhou Chi with a blanket, and said softly to Zhou Chi: "I won't tease you anymore, go to sleep."
Zhou Chi turned over and faced Lu Zhicheng. Lu Zhicheng looked at his sleeping face without blinking. His cheeks were flushed, his forehead hair hung down softly, and his eyelashes were actually very long and very thick. Dense, Lu Zhicheng seemed to have discovered a new world. He squatted down and held the soft couch with both hands, staring at his eyelashes. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Zhou Chi was good. He just said that Zhou Chi was not old. He was telling the truth. He was thirty-five years old. He is a man, sleeping like this, he looks like a young man.
At this time, the young man fell asleep in front of him, without the usual sadness in his brows.
Facing such an unsuspecting face, Lu Zhicheng's heart melted. He wanted to caress Zhou Chi's face, but in the end he silently withdrew his hand.
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After all, Zhou Chi did not go to the front line with the army.
The next day, when he woke up, the sun was already shining. He had a good sleep. At this time, he felt comfortable all over his body. He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the dark tent. Damn, his eyes suddenly widened and he sat up.
"Lu Zhicheng! Lu Zhicheng!" Zhou Chi hurriedly got off the couch, put on his clothes and ran outside. As soon as he opened the door curtain, his whole body froze, as if he had been struck by lightning. After a while, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Lu Zhicheng, you little bastard!"
The camp that was noisy yesterday was now empty. The tents and horses everywhere had disappeared, leaving only the general's tent behind him. No matter how confused Zhou Chi was, he understood what had happened. what's up.
Lu Zhicheng did not wake him up.
Lu Zhicheng had no intention of taking him to the battlefield.
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"Lu Zhicheng..." Zhou Chi clenched his fists tightly, and wanted to scold Lu Zhicheng a few more words, but his upbringing prevented him from speaking. He gritted his teeth at the empty world, and then turned back silently. The big account was opened.
The big tent is the same as yesterday. The tables, chairs and even the teacups on the small table have not changed, except...
The armor and sword behind the screen were gone.