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get a clear shadow.

And when the horse got close enough, the rider's face also became clear, and Ferdinand could hardly restrain his surprise, got out from the bushes, and waved: "Joseph!"

The chestnut-haired farmer opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Oh my God! I finally found you!" He jumped off his horse, clutching the opponent's shoulders tightly as if he was afraid that the opponent would disappear in the next second, his eyes constantly He glanced at the man on the opposite side, "I found you, Mr. Hawley!" His trembling voice revealed the excitement and joy of his emotions, which made Ferdinand instantly dispel the idea of ​​Joseph's defection.

He once faced cold and hunger, faced loneliness and pain, he once walked through half of the forest, and once fought for a crazy pregnant girl and two strong men, but when Joseph held him in his arms At that time, Ferdinand felt his unprecedented vulnerability. He felt that he had had enough of all this, enough of the cold, enough of loneliness, and he felt that the hands of the disease had surrounded him.

At the last second of fainting, he whispered in Joseph's ear: "Take that girl."

Ferdinand woke up with a headache, of course it wasn't the first time, but it was so severe that he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.

"Joseph!" he cried, "Joseph!"

The door was opened, and after the sound of hurried footsteps, his hand was held. "Mr. Hawley!" A deep voice rang in my ear, "Are you all right?"

In the candlelight, Ferdinand recognized the assistant's face, and he nodded, "It's just a headache. I need some water. Have you called a doctor?"

"Yes, the doctor has already been here. You were still unconscious." Joseph put the cup in Ferdinand's hand. "You have a fever and are talking nonsense."

"Where's that girl?!" Ferdinand suddenly remembered something and asked hastily.

"The girl is next door, I locked the door, she is not conscious, she kept yelling." Joseph asked, "Who is she? Why did you bring her?"

Ferdinand said: "She is a woman who has seen Tyrandion, and she is likely to be pregnant with Tyrandion's child in her belly."

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"That woman is crazy," Joseph looked at him, "maybe you shouldn't believe her crazy words, but focus on your own body."

"I have no major problem!" Ferdinand said, his hands trembled unnaturally, and the cup fell to the ground.

Joseph bent down and picked up the cup. "That's not convincing, Mr. Hawley."

Looking at his stiff wrist, Ferdinand realized that his wound was deeper than he thought.

"You bleed a lot," Joseph poured the water back into the glass, "Sorry I'm late."

After hearing this sentence, Ferdinand shook his head and looked at the silhouette of the farmer illuminated by the candlelight: "It's not your fault, Joseph."

Joseph shook his head slightly: "When my sisters died, my mother told me the same, she said it wasn't your fault, but if I picked them up on their way back like a good brother that day, and If they hadn't complained at home why they didn't help with housework, they wouldn't have encountered such a thing."

"Joseph..." Ferdinand wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

Joseph turned his head, his amber eyes shone with determination under the candlelight: "This time, I will protect you, Mr. Hawley, I swear!"

Under such gazes, Ferdinand felt dizzy for a while, and a fiery emotion filled his chest like a flame. He stretched out his hand and squeezed the other's rough and wide hand: "I also swear to protect you, Joseph/Abel, as much as possible." I can."

Joseph looked into each other's green eyes, felt the higher-than-normal body temperature in the palm of his hand, and the whole room suddenly became narrow, so small that it could only accommodate the two of them. He seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeat and feel each other's heartbeat. emotion.Those emerald eyes may have captured his loyalty when they met for the first time. Although the distance was like a poem praising the forest, the young farmer wanted to hold it in his hands and embrace him. He has never been so greedy, so jealous, he doesn't want to leave the other party, and he doesn't want the other party to leave himself.

"Mr. Hawley..." Strange emotions surged in the young chest, Joseph's voice was hoarse as if it came from afar, he didn't know what to do with himself, and he didn't know what to do with the beautiful man in front of him .

The other party's fingers trembled, and Ferdinand was almost burned by the other party's body temperature. Although he himself was suffering from a high fever, he could still feel the other party's different enthusiasm. He was never good at talking with people, and the disease made him almost Resolutely, the black-haired man tried to pull out his fingers, but was held even tighter by the other party.

"Joseph...?" Ferdinand's cheeks were flushed.

This farmer's child who grew up in the village since he was a child, with a young and primitive impulse, squeezed his pale and slender fingers, and imprinted his hot lips on the back of his hand covered with blue blood vessels.

"Hmm!" Ferdinand moaned tremblingly, almost frightened, and retracted his fingers.

When the fingers in his hand disappeared, Joseph realized what he had done as if he had just woken up from a dream. His face flushed with shame, and he knelt on one knee in front of the bed, "Mr. Hawley, I'm sorry, I..."

Ferdinand looked at him, stretched out a hand to caress the other's hot cheek, and lowered his head to kiss him shortly on the forehead: "No need to apologize, my knight, my heart is with you."

Joseph raised his head and looked into those emerald eyes. The dreamlike passion bewitched his reason: "I have very bad thoughts about you, Mr. Hawley..."

The almost frank confession made Ferdinand couldn't help smiling. He slightly fluttered his slender eyelashes, licked his pale lips, and kissed Joseph, "Me too, my knight."

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Joseph woke up very early, and the body close to him was no longer so unnaturally hot. He tried the temperature of the other's forehead with his hand, and heaved a sigh of relief.

But the hand on the skin did not let go. The pale skin of the other party was very attractive to the farmer. He traced his cheeks, the bridge of the nose, and wandered on the chin with the blue beard.

"If you want to kiss, now is the time." With a sleepy and lazy ending in his low voice, Joseph immediately withdrew his hand, "Sorry, Mr. Hawley..." His voice was almost hoarse in panic.

The other's green eyes opened slowly, with a slight smile like melted mints.It took all of Joseph's energy just to stare at those eyes without looking away, not to mention that he was still at the most unsuitable time of the day to flirt.

"Don't apologize, just give me a kiss." Ferdinand raised his hand to push the black hair out of his eyes, and the coarse quilt slid down his white chest.

Unable to refuse him, Joseph straightened up and gave him a kiss.

Ferdinand looked at him, into his hazel eyes. "Your eyes look beautiful."

"No one ever said that," Joseph smiled. "It's just an ordinary color. Your green eyes are the real beauty."

"No, mine is too...sharp," Ferdinand stroked the back of the other's neck with his hand, "this brown color is like quicksand in a clear stream, like slightly burnt molasses, reminds me of those beautiful sunny days Days, think of the softest feathers on the wings of a bird."

Joseph didn't know what to say, but the other party's compliment was so sincere, he could feel Ferdinand's fingers brushing his shoulder blades and waist bones, and he trembled at the touch.

"I think we're a little crazy..." Joseph frowned patiently, his waist trembled from the other's touch, and his voice trembled together, "Mr. Hawley..."

Ferdinand looked at him, seeing this beast-like man kneeling on top of him docilely, his muscular back tensed, his chest covered with fluff puffed out, he couldn't help touching him, feeling With the power of this body.

Tortured by such a touch, Joseph remained motionless. He even closed his eyes to relieve the impulse in his heart, because as long as he stared into those emerald eyes, the beast in his heart would move.

The knock on the door broke the gradually boiling atmosphere in the house. This was the third time. The first two times also perfectly prevented the ambiguity that would happen here. clothing.

"Do you care about that woman?!" the innkeeper shouted, "If you keep arguing like this, I'll kick you all out!"

Ferdinand took a deep breath to control his emotions, then shouted to the door: "Go right away!" Then he wrapped his pajamas and walked out.

Joseph looked at the closed door and seized the time to take a cold shower in the cubicle.

Opening the door, Ferdinand saw the disheveled Daisy. He put the breakfast on the table and said softly to the girl, "Good morning, Daisy, would you like some breakfast?"

"I shouldn't believe that you're not him!" Daisy lost control of her emotions, "You like to lock people in the house as much as he does!" she roared, "Maybe you have mastered the spell of changing age, because you Eyes can't fool me!"

Ferdinand frowned,