The heinous crime of time travel

A piece of gauze was exposed on Xiao Yao's grinning chest, he yawned and was about to turn over, but Mu Yunshen called to stop him.

"The space above is small, and it's not safe for people. Your injury is not fully healed yet, so sleep on the bed."

Xiao Yao wasn't surprised when other people said this, but Mu Yunshen...was a little shocked, Xiao Yao opened his mouth wide, "Ah?" For a long time, he didn't know how to react.

If this was the case on the first day, Xiao Yao would be able to climb up smoothly and strive to sleep in a bed every day, but he was getting used to Mu Yun's appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and when he suddenly came out like this, Xiao Yao It was chilly behind my back, and I always felt that there was either a needle board hidden in the bed, or a poisonous coating.

"Then... where do you sleep?" Xiao Yao thought for a while, and tried to ask a question that was not so ulterior.

Mu Yunshen's brows and eyes remained unchanged, and he was as cold as water, "Beside you."

"what?"

Mu Yunshen has always been unwilling to share the bed with others, and no one has dared to show such a hesitant look in front of him. Xiao Yao licked his dry lips, "Two big men... no All right?"

"Just a man and a woman?" Mu Yun gave him a deep look, "Just this once, for the sake of your injury."

Xiao Yao was speechless.

Both of them sleep well, with two quilts, neither of them is next to each other.Xiao Yao used to sleep in the Datong bunk in the army tent. When he was dreaming, he could kick a row of people out of the bed with his teeth and claws, but now he was nervous and straightened up, and he didn't do anything that could be called "exceeding the rules". the behavior of.

When a person is nervous, even if he falls asleep, the sleep is very shallow, and with Mu Yunshen lying beside him, Xiao Yao can be awakened by some slight movement.

Mu Yunshen seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, he was very restrained, whether it was body movements or overflowing cum, a thin layer of sweat was covered from his forehead to the tip of his nose, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his complexion turned blue.

Xiao Yao looked at him uneasily, but he still didn't wake up after calling out twice, he had never faced such a situation before, so he was inevitably at a loss.

"Master Mu? Master Mu?"

Mu Yun snorted deeply, and clenched his hand lying outside the quilt into a fist. His strength was great, his muscles and bones were fully exposed, and his neatly trimmed nails were embedded in his flesh, as if he was seeking a kind of physical pain. .

Xiao Yao suddenly understood what happened to the pinch mark on Mu Yunshen's palm every morning.

"Relax a bit. When you go out, I promise Uncle Qin that you won't lose a hair. If there is a scar, why don't you hang me up and beat me?" Xiao Yao tried his best to pull Mu Yunshen's curled up fingers, and put his own Stuffed it in, "Catch mine, you won't be able to wear it anyway."

One is the weak and sick young master of the closed door, and the other is a rough-skinned and thick-skinned soldier ruffian. It is not Xiao Yao who is proud and conceited, so I really don't want to scratch him a bit.

"What's the matter with you? The Weiyuan Escort Bureau has delicious food and drink. Could it be that they treated you badly? Uncle Qin and the others..."

Xiao Yao suddenly remembered something, the second half of his voice was broken in his front teeth, and he stared at Mu Yunshen in the dark.The facial features that are not familiar to him, although they have matured a lot, they are still out of shape when they were young. The temperament of a son is very strong, even in the capital under the foot of the emperor, he can create a piece of cleanliness among the dandies.

But such a consistent appearance, still can't resist the breeding of confusion.Xiao Yao's heart is like weeds growing wildly, those strange feelings after getting along reminded him, there is a strange soul under the skin of closeness, this Mu Yunshen is too deviant, it is difficult to coincide with the one in his memory .

"Who the hell are you?" Xiao Yao sighed, "Master Mu, over the years, have you changed or have I changed... Hiss, it hurts!"

The hand that grasped him shrank fiercely, pulling back his sorrowful thoughts in an instant, Xiao Yao breathed out from his nostrils, and the melancholy he had brewed with great difficulty disappeared in an instant, could he still be a good young man? up?

Under Xiao Yao's coaxing, the person who fell into the nightmare obviously calmed down a lot in the second half of the night, and did not do any more self-harming behavior, while Xiao Yao slept very restlessly.

Others slept on the side next to the wall, and the one next to Mu Yunshen was on the right side, but what he stuffed into Mu Yunshen just now was his left hand, so he could only lie on his side in a paralyzed way for several hours all night. When I got down, I was already too numb to move.

But fortunately Xiao Yao didn't wake up, and after being shaken awake by Mu Yunshen, he sat on the bed listlessly, messing with his hair, while staring blankly at Mr. Mu who was putting on his clothes and washing up.

His clothes were wide open, his mind was not clear, so he didn't say anything, he was pulling half of the quilt quietly, his face was very pale, but his eyes were a little black, his nose was humming unconsciously, obviously not enough sleep , it's time to look a little childish.

When Xiao Yao was not talking, he was really well-behaved, and with an even more well-behaved face, Mu Yunshen's hands were soaked in cold water, so he couldn't bear to rub the top of his head.

"When is it?"

It wasn't until Mu Yunshen finished taking care of himself in an orderly manner, and Xiao Er brought the hot steamed buns and bean curds in the morning, that Xiao Yao really came back to his senses. He tugged on the jacket that had slipped off his right shoulder, and yawned slightly .

Mu Yunshen shook his head, "Your elder brother Li has already arrived, dressed up and drinking tea downstairs, what time do you think it is?"

The sun shines in along the track of the window sills, with the unique high coldness of autumn, although it looks intense and dazzling, but it seems to be wrapped in a layer of desolation, which is so dreary, even if the sun is high, it is easy to succumb to lazy habits.

Fortunately, Xiao Yao has Mu Yunshen by his side, otherwise he could go back and catch up on sleep, let go of life-and-death matters, and if he can live to such an age, Xiao Yao should not blame himself for being unlucky, God has already been lenient .

The hot water has already been boiled, and it is placed in the room.Xiao Yao is far less refined than Mu Yunshen, he hastily tied a high ponytail, rinsed his mouth, picked up some water and rubbed his face with his hands, counting it as finished.

He still had a meat bun in his mouth, and he couldn't wait to turn down the second floor. With his toes on the table, he borrowed strength and landed in front of Li Youcheng with what he thought was a perfect posture.

However, Li Youcheng, who watched him grow up from a young age, and who understood all his tricks of showing off, was not moved at all, but instead reminded Xiao Yao, "Drool!"

With a big bun stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't swallow it naturally, Xiao Yao rolled his eyes at him, "It's a shame that I can't catch up with Sister Ting."

Part of the reason why Xiao Yao ran out of the room in such a hurry was Mu Yunshen.Some details cannot withstand scrutiny, the more he thinks about it, the more Xiao Yao feels that there is something wrong with this person, and even forms a set of immature guesses.

He hasn't engraved "doubt" into his blood as a daily routine, so he feels a little guilty, and distances himself from the object of his guilt.

Mu Yunshen didn't chase him down, but instead leaned against the door, looking down at him, his body and expression were casual, but his eyes were inexplicably glued, with a sense of ambiguity.

In the morning, Mu Yunshen woke up from his sleep, holding Xiao Yao's three fingers in his hand.

The hands of martial arts practitioners are far from soft and delicate. Xiao Yao is the same, the calluses in his palms are a little fragile, but he is still young, his hands are light white, and his joints are not as obvious as his own. There is still a lot of meat.

But these eye-pleasing structures were ruined by Mu Yunshen's tossing, Xiao Yao's hands were covered with pinch marks and bruises, colorful and horrible.

He didn't have to treat me like this... Mu Yun sighed deeply, even if the white-eyed wolf in human skin was rescued, he would tear people apart.

The people who are always worried about by the white-eyed wolf have not yet noticed that although the beds in this inn are small and narrow, even the broken tea is good, and of course the refreshments and breakfast are even better.

Xiao Yao is a normal person who relies on eating and sleeping to replenish his physical strength. If sleeping is not enough, eating becomes the last straw. His mouth is faster than chopsticks, and he ate up Li Youcheng's salary for half a month in a blink of an eye. .

"Okay," Xiao Yao smiled and wiped the oil stains on his mouth, "I haven't seen Sister Ting for many years, maybe she still has medicinal materials that we haven't bought."

Compared to Mu Yunshen's indifference, Chu Ting was much more reasonable.

Her family was originally in Taigu City, and she received some favors from winning battles, and replaced two or three thatched cottages with a small courtyard with pavilions. The location is moderate, neither lively nor deserted. Chu Ting lives alone.

If it is a noble family, even if there are dozens of people in one family, it is unavoidable to be stingy living in this courtyard, but if it is lived alone, it is too big, so she simply turned the front into a medical center for the people around. The folks in the village see a doctor.

Chu Ting is good-looking, but this kind of good-looking is in contrast. Among the men in the wilderness, there is no more tender and beautiful life than her. Even if there are several flower streets, she can't be regarded as a beautiful woman.

In terms of looks alone, Chu Ting couldn't even compare to Ruan Yu, she was delicate and charming, she was dressed in plain hairpins, suitable for quietness and movement, but she was incomparably demure and elegant and comfortable to look at.

Li Youcheng wished that when he was still three miles away from this courtyard, he would stand still suddenly, roots had grown under his feet, and he couldn't push any further.

There are no dark alleys with seven turns and eight turns in this street, and there are no gloomy and dark corners. At a glance, you can see Chu Ting drying medicinal herbs at the door.

Of course, besides her, there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl who helped out, but Li Youcheng probably couldn't see it.

His whole body seems to be a work made of dried clay, even his fingers and hair are tense, and they are stuck on the bluestone ground in a hard way. If it wasn't for Xiao Yao pushing him, Li Youcheng might be able to stand here for a whole day.

With this person in his field of vision, he is content.