[Rebirth] Fallen Grass Becomes a Bandit

It was the first time that he slept so peacefully in a place away from home, Shen Qian let out a soft breath, the numbness in his chest made him open his dark eyes.

"What are you doing?" Shen Qian just woke up, his voice was inevitably a little hoarse, his eyes fell on the big hand that "molested" him in front of him.

He Qiluo had already taken off half of Shen Qian's clothes, touched the arrow wound on his chest, saw him staring at him intently, with his slightly exposed chest and calm eyes, coupled with Shen Qian's unique lazy tone , which means "may you pick more".

He Qiluo interrupted the unrealistic thoughts in his mind and closed his clothes.

"Get up when you've slept well, Huayang roasted a lot of wild game for you in the back, go try it?" He Qiluo's voice was low and gentle, and his voice flew into Shen Qian's ear like a whirlwind.

Shen Qian felt his ears were itchy, sat up with one hand on the edge of the bed, took the tea from He Qiluo's hand to moisten his throat, Shen Qian shook his head, felt that he had slept a little too much, why did he feel dizzy.

He Qiluo stretched out his hand clearly, fixed him ten centimeters away from his chest, stretched out his hand and gently massaged his temple.

Shen Qian was also polite, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.

"Why don't you ask me why I'm here?"

He Qiluo's subordinates didn't stop at all, and said: "You must have your reasons, I don't need to ask more."

Shen Qian shrugged his nose, grabbed He Qiluo's front lapel, and almost didn't bring him to the bed.He Qiluo smiled, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Slapping his big rough hand away, Shen Qian touched his temple, hiss!Barely scratched the skin!

"Let's go, let's see how Chef Song's craftsmanship is!" Shen Qian got off the bed, looked around, curled up his toes, where are the socks?

He Qiluo got up and brought the shoes and socks, Shen Qian reached out to pick them up, but He Qiluo didn't give them to him, so he raised his legs and put them on his knees, and put them on for him seriously.

For some reason, Shen Qian's bad temper also disappeared with his actions, and with his chin in a daze, Shen Qian laughed and teased him: "What? Are you addicted to being a servant?"

"Yes." He Qiluo replied kindly.

The movements of his hands were dissatisfied, but he was distracted, his palms rubbed against his white and round toes, his heart was like a fire that had been extinguished by water, and the little flames were struggling to death under the cooling of the water.

Shen Qian felt the heat from his feet, his feet were not small, even a man's feet were not small, but compared to He Qiluo's broad and dark hands, they were so small and white, Shen Qian frowned, and retracted his Feet, take the shoes and socks and put them on the feet by yourself.

He Qiluo got up, stared at his hair and said, "Go back, okay? This is not the place for you to stay." He should be a carefree young man, reading and composing poems to his heart's content, instead of following them Rough old men trek across mountains and rivers.

Shen Qian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, even though his tone was as gentle and patient as ever, he still had the feeling of being isolated from his world.I have to honestly say, this feeling is absolutely terrible.

Shen Qian raised his head, with unyielding persistence and burning flames in his eyes, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and without being dominated by his brain, he pulled He Qiluo's skirt and brought him to his Stepping forward, hooking his neck, he bit down hard on the slightly serious lips.

Standing on the footrest, even though he is more than a dozen centimeters shorter than He Qiluo, he was able to make up for it because of the excellent geographical advantage. He raised his delicate chin slightly, and his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he was completely indecent. He Qiluo.

Shen Qian's rationality gradually came back the moment he bit He Qiluo's lips, and he quietly raised his eyes to meet He Qiluo's deep and calm eyes, a burst of anger rose from the bottom of his heart for no reason, and his face was paralyzed!With the idea of ​​not doing anything, Shen Qian opened his lips slightly, and gently rubbed the lips of the very calm man in front of him, put his hands on He Qiluo's waist, before he could respond The front is slightly tightened warningly.

Thus, Shen Qian saw He Qiluo's wolf transformation.The overwhelming heat was about to annihilate him, and the stormy baptism on his lips made him dizzy. The man stretched out his rough hands to hold Shen Qian's white jade-like face, and kissed back fiercely. The strength made Shen Qian suspect that it would not be long. He would be torn apart and eaten by him, and the slightly painful cheeks showed the invasion of this man who had crossed the thunder pool.Shen Qian hugged He Qiluo's thin waist, his ears were surrounded by buzzing and roaring sounds, and the sky was filled with fireworks in He Qiluo's mind in an instant.

The tall figure completely covered Shen Qian, and He Qiluo pulled back Shen Qian's hands on his waist, interlocking his fingers.

After all, Shen Qian was a paper tiger, his face flushed, and at the moment he was about to suffocate, he pushed someone who turned into a wolf away.Staring at the aggressive man in front of him with eyes full of love, he raised his hand to wipe his slightly swollen lips.

"Are you still driving me away?" Shen Qian raised the corner of his mouth, and reached out to wipe the silver thread off He Qiluo's lips.

He Qiluo's voice is still not good, and his deep, tearing voice can scare a child into tears. He asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Qian raised his eyebrows, pointed to his own lips, pressed the wound on He Qiluo's lips bitten by himself, and said, "I don't understand what you mean?"

He Qiluo shook his head, he was standing on the edge of the cliff, Shen Qian pushed him lightly, and he was doomed.

Shen Qian's eyes are like a starry night, but they only reflect the "moon" of He Qiluo. The clear and deep eyes are usually hard to figure out. When he stared at He Qiluo with those moving eyes , He Qiluo thought, even if what he conveyed to me is not what I want, I will be happy for the rest of my life.

Shen Qian stretched out his hand, his voice was hoarse, "Come closer to your face."

He Qiluo leaned forward and sent him to the door with his face sideways, with a green beard on his chin, he looked so scruffy, Shen Qian's hands were rubbed by his beard and his fingertips were reddish.

His heart suddenly felt sour, and the corners of his eyes throbbed so badly that he wanted to cry.He suddenly thought of his former self, made sarcastic remarks, and used all his scheming on this man in front of him.He looked a little silly, but he fully accepted his own badness.Staring blankly at himself is a bit like a lost big dog. He has the ability to live well, but stretches out his neck silently to let him start.

"I'm sorry." With a crying voice, Shen Qian's tears fell on He Qiluo's heart, and his heart was desolate.

He heard himself say, "It's okay, I..."

Shen Qian covered his mouth, tears gushed out like a river breaking its embankment, he stretched out his arms to hug his tall head, Shen Qian rested it on his heart with his toes.

"I'm sorry, Qi Luo, I shouldn't pretend that I don't know... I don't know, but you love me." Shen Qian pressed his head to his chest, and he heard the warning of fate.

Even if I will take a step first, even if I can't accompany you to die, I will hold your hand at all costs and tell you that I love you too.Shen Qian thought, he is not a selfish person, at least for a day he lives, He Qiluo will be loved by others, so his heart will not drift on the other side of hopelessness and be unable to dock for the rest of his life.They were doomed to torture each other forever.

"The meaning of my existence is to take care of your love, Qi Luo." Shen Qian said to this man from the bottom of his heart.

Confused, He Qiluo let himself be pressed on Shen Qian's chest until he heard Shen Qian sobbing.He pulled him back into his arms, stroked his soft hair, caressed his proud face, and piously kissed him on the top of his hair.

"My Qian'er..." He Qiluo sighed, feeling the cool moisture in his eyes.He thought that his true love had a pair of beautiful eyes that could see through the world, and the secret that he thought could be buried in his heart for a lifetime was revealed by him like this.And he didn't become angry, he just lamented how fair God was to him. He lost his family, his country, and everything that should belong to him, but he was given a fresh heart in exchange for it. The surging love for Shen Qian.

"I love you, I didn't say how you would know?" He Qiluo pulled Shen Qian away, gently held his peerless face in both hands, stared at his reddish eyes, full of affection.

He said, "I love you, Qianer, with all my life's loyalty and faith."

Shen Qian had already left the room, but the temperature on He Qiluo's body was unwilling to cool down for a long time. He gently touched the corner of his lips. For the first time, a warm smile was reflected in He Qiluo's icy eyes. Wen quietly emerged, as if he had been waiting his whole life for the kiss just now.

Song Huayang pestered Shen Qian all night, looking back and forth at his reddish eyes and swollen lips.

"Tell me, how did you make yourself look like this?" Song Huayang was puzzled.

Shen Qian didn't bother to talk to him, leaned on the bamboo couch by the fire, and stretched out his hand to pat Song Huayang's hairy head away.

Annoyed by Song Huayang, she called Tong Yan and threw him the jar containing the spicy rabbit head.

The soldiers were a few meters away from Shen Qian, and tacitly surrounded him in a circle.They are not sensitive to this kind of exquisite things, and they dare not come forward to talk at all.

"General He's younger brother? He looks so shocking!" said the soldier gnawing on the leg of lamb.

"Your shoulder pole is so big that you don't know it's the word 'one'. I think your words are really shocking!" Hu Yong, who was holding a wine glass, slapped him. He was the commander of the blue team during the confrontation that day.

Hu Yong squinted his eyes and looked at the people next to the fire circle. To be honest, he didn't believe it was Boss He's younger brother. This style of painting is simply wrong!

Seeing Dolittle coming over with the wine jar in his arms, Hu Yong hooked his shoulders with a smile, and asked, "Let's find out, huh, that one, what's his background?"

Dolittle glanced at him and said, "Why? What do you think?"

"What can I think about? He's not the eldest girl's Miss Qiao. How can I roll up my sleeves? I'm just curious, isn't he with thin arms and legs going to suppress bandits with us? " Hu Yong winked and said.

Dolittle's bear paw landed on his shoulder, and he warned: "Don't ask questions, that's not a good thing!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Hu Yong, and went to court Shen Qian with the wine jar in his arms.

"Hey, young master, this is plum wine, green plum! How about a drink?" Dolittle smiled foolishly, and held up the jar and handed it to Shen Qian.At some point, he followed Tong Yan and called "Young Master".

Song Huayang slipped over, lifted the lid and took a sip, shrugged his nose, sat down next to Shen Qian, pointed at Dolittle and said, "It's full!"

"Stinky boy, go drink your baijiu, what are you doing here!" Dolittle pushed him away, and took out a celadon blue-bottomed small wine glass from his arms with a smile.

"Hey, big brother prepared it for you!" Dolittle filled the wine and held it in front of Shen Qian himself.

Shen Qian also acted as if he had never heard of his arrogance and respect. When he heard that it was He Qi Luo Bei, he shook his ears quietly, took Dolittle's wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"You're welcome, drink it." Shen Qian handed him the big bowl on the couch, thought for a while and said, "I guess you can't get enough of it, stop dangling in front of my eyes, go drink with them. "

Dolittle looked at the bottom of the empty glass, smiled very heartily, put down the jar, picked up the sea bowl, and rushed into the crowd of people fighting for wine.

Song Huayang sat back next to Shen Qian with his red lips exposed to the heat, and looked at Dolittle's performance as if inviting pets, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't he not want to see you? Have you developed a relationship after walking together for two months?"

Shen Qian filled the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe the color of his eyes has returned to normal."

Song Huayang rubbed his chin and nodded slightly, looked at Shen Qian's slightly red cheeks, reached out his hand to stop him from pouring wine, and said, "Drink less, the alcohol is not low."

"It's okay, it's worth getting drunk today!" With a smile in the corner of his eyes, Shen Qian looked up at the tall figure walking towards him, and drank his head up.

Song Huayang also saw the person coming, stood up with a smile, and didn't dare to gag between them, for fear that his brother would reveal what he said in the afternoon, he didn't dare to stand here and wait to be scolded.

"I'll go and see if my brother has won, please talk slowly!" Before He Qiluo could speak, Song Huayang thought of a different way and ran away.

Although he drank several cups, Shen Qian still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, without changing his color at all, staring at the ignited flames, suddenly thought of the trick he had cheated the horse thief, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Is it cold? Why don't you put on more clothes when you come out? The temperature difference between day and night in this country is huge, don't get too cold." Seeing him smile quietly, He Qiluo felt his heart melt, and squatted down to burn the fire even more Be a little more prosperous, and reached out to touch Shen Qian's fingertips, it was warm.

He looked at the celadon cup he was holding, and picked up the wine jar.

"Could it be possible to guess how many glasses I drank?" Shen Qian glanced at him and asked, shaking his glass.

He Qiluo lowered his brows and eyes, without any trace of his cold temperament, and flicked Shen Qian's knee, "Three cups, including the one in his hand, four cups."

Shen Qian sighed, already didn't want to talk to him.