Huo Linfeng's puff was not very heavy, but Rong Luoyun couldn't stand it anymore. After a jolt, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, as if a piece of smooth and soft putty had been applied.
He bent his forearm and struggled, but he couldn't move away. He rubbed his tiger's mouth against Huo Linfeng's thin lips, which made him feel even more embarrassed. "I'll kill you." Embarrassment overwhelmed the fear, and it escaped softly from his mouth.
This tone was not intimidating, but Huo Linfeng raised his head slightly, and said with a sense of regret: "It's been a long time since I heard you scare people, it's weird."
Rong Luoyun felt a little humiliated: "What scare people, I dare to kill."
Huo Linfeng was provoked by this stubborn appearance, his belly was full of bad water, and he opened his mouth even more frivolously: "Why don't you dare? In broad daylight, I kindly stop your bleeding, just take a sip, and listen to your screams."
Rong Luoyun's face became hot: "I..."
"What's wrong with you?" Huo Linfeng looked down at the man, his eyes were gentle and affectionate, but he was unwilling to let go of what he said, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh ?”
Rong Luoyun smacked his tongue, and choked out a "huh".
The more he was like this, the more his guilt was exposed. Huo Linfeng was as shrewd as a civil servant, and even more shameless than a military officer. "Do you know?" He pretended to say something serious, "Actually, I just touched you, and your reaction seemed to be..."
He hesitated to speak, hooked Rong Luoyun and asked him.
Rong Luoyun's mind was buzzing: "Like what?"
Huo Linfeng said: "It seems that in the storybook, the little widow who has been drought for a long time met her sweetheart, just rubbed her hands, and she reacted in a tactful way."
These words were dirty and fishy, even worse than the private room in Chaomu Building. After Rong Luoyun heard it, his face was covered with rouge and his ears were covered with rouge, and he flew into a rage on his flushed face.
"Beast!" He stopped scolding the dog officer, and changed to a new and vicious word.
Huo Linfeng turned around to avoid a palm attack, and ran around the tent. Rong Luoyun chased him and beat him, without fancy fists or embroidered legs, and without ostentatious tricks, all his moves were to the extent of murdering his own husband.
"You really want to be a widow!"
Rong Luoyun shouted: "Say more!" With a few slaps in the air, a deep internal force was condensed. The wolf cub was frightened and jumped into Huo Linfeng's arms as if looking for support.
He is really his good son, but he doesn't say anything to him, and he still considers a thief as his father.
He forced Huo Linfeng to a corner of the tent, close in front of his eyes, and then he swung his palm and struck out with all his strength. All of a sudden, he let out a muffled snort, and before he touched his partner, his whole body went limp, like a rapidly withering flower.
The beating and killing just now was just for fun, Huo Linfeng really panicked at this moment, he threw the wolf cub, reached out to support Rong Luoyun, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you want to hit me? What's the matter?" Like this?!"
Rong Luoyun fell straight down, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead. He fell into Huo Linfeng's arms, tightly fitting, and the wolf cub looked at him, as if scolding him for "taking a thief as his husband".
"Bastard, bastard." He weakly scolded each word.
Huo Linfeng agreed: "I'm a bastard, I'm a dog official." He hugged Rong Luoyun tightly, fell on the felt blanket, and loosened Rong Luoyun's skirt. "Be obedient, I'll check my pulse." Stretching in my hand, the flesh under my fingertips was sweaty and greasy.
His palms were rough and calloused, and he rubbed against the chest, turning a little to the left, and it was inevitable that he scratched into an embarrassing place. Looking down, Rong Luoyun leaned on his shoulder and stared at him extremely wronged.
"Pain?" he asked.
Rong Luoyun whispered bitterly: "You can't think about it!"
Huo Linfeng asked again: "What am I thinking about, what can't I think about?"
Rong Luoyun said: "You can't think of me as a little widow!" At that time, she rubbed her hands and turned to humiliate him, but now she rubbed her chest, not knowing how to humiliate him, "I didn't respond, I didn't feel anything at all. No!"
Just now, he was as imposing as a rainbow, but now he is very weak, with his face up, sweating, and seriously scaring people.
Huo Linfeng liked Luoyun's appearance, but hated his stubbornness. He leaned his head against Rong Luoyun's forehead, tucked his fingertips in his clothes, and asked, "I don't feel it, then you are as hard as a little red bean."
Rong Luoyun got angry, and when he got angry, he became weaker and weaker, shivering from the cold. Huo Linfeng's humanity was still intact, he stretched out his hand, hugged him onto the bed, and wrapped him tightly with a quilt.
The quilt was soft, and he held it like this, as if holding a baby.
"What's wrong with me?" Rong Luoyun muttered.
Huo Linfeng said coldly: "I still want to ask you." The seven meridians and eight meridians were in a mess. If it wasn't for the profound skill, otherwise he would vomit blood just now, "You still get angry when you are injured, do you have sense?"
Rong Luoyun was at a loss for a while, he was never injured, and when he thought about it, Duan Huaike warned him that his true qi was disordered, and he was not allowed to exercise for two hours.
He asked again, "When will I recover?"
Huo Linfeng shook his head, he didn't know, but he was extremely troubled. Not only wanting the other party to get better soon, avoiding the pain of weakness, but also greedy for the other party's mood at the moment, wanting to take the opportunity to spend more time together.
He stared at Rong Luoyun's face, covered with cold sweat and a faint light. Wipe it clean, grab Rong Luoyun's wrist from the quilt, grab it out and take a look at the wound.
The tooth marks were red and swollen, and the bleeding had stopped. He took out the veil hidden in his arms, and wrapped it up clumsily with one hand. Rong Luoyun looked down, it was the ginkgo gray handkerchief he gave, it was washed very clean, soaked in a faint fragrance.
Huo Linfeng said: "The handkerchief belongs to me, and I have to return it after the injury is healed."
Using this veil as a reason, we will meet again after coming and going. Rong Luoyun knew it well, withdrew his hand, and said uncooperatively: "No need to bandage, I think it's good to hang out."
Huo Linfeng sighed, what kind of baby, he was holding a piece of rotten iron, his heart was cold and hard. As soon as he finished slandering, the wolf cub jumped onto the bed and looked at them with green eyes. The stinking copper and rotten iron may be cowardly, shrunk, turned his face and buried it on the side of his neck.
Seeing this, the wolf cub lay down next to the quilt and rubbed against it.
The stinking copper raised his head and said in a low voice, "Get it out of the way."
Huo Linfeng said: "Just rely on it, don't you hold grudges like this?"
The stinking copper and iron said anxiously: "What if the little beast has sex and bites me again?"
Huo Linfeng didn't even think about it: "Then I'll suck it for you."
When Rong Luoyun recovered his real body, Hugh said it was cold and hard, clearly embarrassing and turning into a paste. "Suck your mother." He whispered, almost gnashing his white teeth, "That's my ass."
The temperature in the tent was rising steadily, Huo Linfeng restrained himself, thinking about the art of war over and over again in his mind. When he read it for the fourth time, a soldier outside the tent called him, he put Rong Luoyun in place, and walked out of the tent with the wolf cub.
The barracks were overcrowded, all came to sign up to join the army, and the daily target number of people had been recruited at the moment. Huo Linfeng held his son in one hand and the roster in the other, and went to the school field to check the students himself.
Screened one by one, and then tested their skills for grading, and worked hard for most of the day. At this time, the sky was getting darker, and large thick clouds gathered. Seeing that the rainstorm was approaching, everyone's faces were very bright.
Without him, since the announcement of the city gate, the Mani Pagoda in the center of the city is full of people every day, all of whom offer incense and pray for rain. If the heavy rain hits, the construction of the Longevity Palace will not be possible, so we have to delay.
It seems that the hearts of the people are touched by God, and it is the rainy season. This storm is just in time.
Huo Linfeng stretched out his palm, and raindrops as big as beads fell down, instantly wet the grass in the school field. He yelled: "Move the weapon rack, enter the tent to hide from the rain!"
All the soldiers rushed back to the tent, their steps were slow, and they were drenched in the blink of an eye. In an instant, dark clouds rolled with thunder, silver lightning bolts split the sky and ground, and torrential rain poured down from the sky.
Huo Linfeng rushed into the tent, holding one in his arms, followed by another, looking like he was dragging his family. Diao Yuliang shook his braids, glanced at the bed, and saw that Rong Luoyun was soundly asleep.
He worried: "How will my second brother and I go back?"
Huo Linfeng comforted: "Wait until the rain stops." He said it nicely, but in his heart he hoped that the rain would not stop. Walking to the bedside, he tucked the quilt up for Rong Luoyun, and then stood aside to look through the roster.
Half an hour later, Diao Yuliang played with it until the wolf cub lost its gray hair.
For an hour, Diao Yuliang was bored and rushed to find Hu Feng to relieve his boredom.
For an hour and a half, the cold wind carrying rain blew into the tent, the felt blanket curled up, and the rice paper on the desk flew randomly. Rong Luoyun woke up shivering, looked around in a daze and said: "I slept until it was dark."
Huo Linfeng said, "It's raining, and it's very cloudy."
Rong Luoyun nodded: "Let's go, it's only a matter of time."
Huo Linfeng agreed, but the lights were not turned on, and the tent was dark, but the brightest eyes were Rong Luoyun's eyes. He put down the roster and leaned over to cover it inch by inch, blocking the wind and the rain.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
Rong Luoyun raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes dodged slowly, but he was too close, no matter what he couldn't dodge.
Huo Linfeng pressed a little corner of the quilt, pinched the tip of Rong Luoyun's chin with his fingertips, and twisted it carefully. That small piece of skin was so tender, it made him turn red and scalded, as if it was covered with a peach blossom.
This rain seems to understand human nature. Hearing the demands of the people, it pours endlessly.
I also heard his appeal, causing water to form a pit, mountains and rocks rolling down, and the living can only be trapped in the tent.
Huo Linfeng was so hypocritical, he asked, "How did you go back?"
Rong Luoyun didn't know that he couldn't walk, couldn't travel in all directions, and his pulse was still in a mess.
"How about..." Huo Linfeng took the initiative to pave the steps, "I won't leave today, sleep here with me."
He is well aware of the thick skin of the other party, not only laying the steps, but also thoughtfully offering choices: "If you readily agree, just poke the tip of your nose; if you reluctantly agree, just blink your left eye."
Rong Luoyun was stunned, there were eight thunderbolts outside, but he still didn't respond. Huo Linfeng didn't urge him, as if he had waited until the sea had changed, and only looked at him patiently.
After a long time, he tilted the tip of his nose.
Huo Linfeng smiled: "Are you willing to agree?"
Rong Luoyun denied it: "Because...you won't blink a single eye."
Such an honest sentence touched a string in Huo Linfeng's mind. Slowly, with a shrouded posture, he pressed down, and he hugged Rong Luoyunci firmly. Rong Luoyun showed fear in his eyes again, but it couldn't shake him, and even made his heart move.
Moreover, he has never claimed to be a gentleman, and he is best at taking advantage of others' dangers.
Huo Linfeng lowered his head to kiss him, his forehead pressed against his forehead, and the tip of his nose rubbed against the tip of his nose. Just when his breath was about to merge, Rong Luoyun turned his head away.
He rushed to nothing and remained in a stalemate, the only thing in his heart was sour.
"Don't force me." Rong Luoyun said, sounding pitiful and timid.
Huo Linfeng came to his senses in an instant, and he asked: "You and I are extremely entangled every moment, aren't you?"
Because he is the son of the enemy, this cannot be changed.
Then if this is the case, why endure the suffering and be soft-hearted to him
Rong Luoyun murmured, "Because I'm worthless." He covered his face with his teeth-marked hands, and muttered brokenly, "That hatred... can't match my liking for you."
After all, the tent fell into silence.
Quietly opening his fingers, Rong Luoyun stared at the other party, only to see Huo Linfeng staring at him, eyes full of pity and pity.
For a moment, his eyes were red with iron bones, and a drop of tears fell down.