Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

When he woke up the next day, An Xining only felt refreshed like never before, with a familiar and nostalgic smell lingering on the tip of his nose, and a familiar feeling in his arms.

Everything is like going back to the previous life, the scene when he and Zihua were in love with each other.

Zihua? !An Xining woke up instantly, and wanted to open his eyes to confirm, but he was afraid that it was a dream, and he was even more afraid that the person in his arms would not be Zi Hua. If it was the latter, An Xining felt that he could apologise with death and keep his innocence for so many years The body will be destroyed in a daze.

But the person in his arms is so real, so familiar, except for Zihua, he can't do what he wants, not to mention Zihua was by his side yesterday...

The warm breath sprayed against his ears, which made An Xining's heart itchy. He secretly opened a slit to look at it, from the lightly closed eyes, to the upturned nose, and finally stopped on the moist lips, it was not his child. Who will it be.

An Xining was ecstatic, and unconsciously clenched his arms a little more. The unreal feeling from yesterday was completely defeated by the warm body in his arms. dreaming.

The tip of An Xining's nose was astringent, and she was on the verge of tears, so she held back her dignity as a man.

The eyelashes of the person in his arms moved slightly. Is this a sign of waking up?An Xining's body stiffened immediately, how would he explain the current situation to Zi Hua later, saying that he couldn't help himself?Knowing how to paint a quilt as a disciple, what should I do?

He simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but his eyes couldn't see, and his sense of touch became more sensitive. At this time, An Xining belatedly realized that he was not only holding Zi Hua in his hands, but even his legs were wrapped around him. Although the advantage is taken, but the death should be even worse...

While thinking wildly, Zihua's voice rang in his ears: "You still want to pretend to be asleep? I know you're awake."

An Xining wanted to struggle again, but he was afraid that Zihua would be unhappy, so he opened his eyes and smiled at him flatteringly, like a big dog.

Zi Hua stared at An Xining with calm eyes, and said, "Since you're awake, can you get off this fairy first?"

He said these words plainly, but when he heard them, his taste changed completely, not to mention An Xining, who was already impure in his thoughts, became dreamy on the spot.

The body is the most honest. As soon as An Xining's mind moved here, there was a reaction in an embarrassing place over there. The two were already close, and Zihua knew what happened even if he was unreasonable. His face turned red, and he turned to look at him with a surprised expression: "An Xining!"

How could An Xining not know about his own changes? How could he react so embarrassingly now that he wanted to die? Is he really wronged?Any normal man would respond when his body clings to the lover he longs for, and his limbs are intertwined. He is not a eunuch.

What's more, it's still morning, how can you expect a wolf who has been hungry for 20 years to be reserved?

"Zi, Zihua, listen to my explanation, I don't, I don't..."

An Xining stammered, and before he finished explaining, he was interrupted coldly by Zi Hua: "Explain what? Hurry up and get off this fairy!"

"Okay, okay!" An Xining nodded hastily, and was about to get off Zi Hua's body with hands and feet, but after one night, both of their clothes were messed up, either Zi Hua hooked his clothes or his The clothes were covered with quilts, and some physical contact was unavoidable during pushing and shoving. When they really got up, it had been a little while, and both of them were out of breath, with embarrassing expressions.

An Xining was actually very happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be innocent and apologetic: "Zi Hua, I really didn't mean it just now."

Zihua ignored him, and packed his clothes on his own, obviously angry, An Xining had a headache, why didn't he find out that Zihua was so awkward in his previous life.

Seeing that Zi Hua kept his head lowered and struggled with his clothes, An Xining boldly stepped forward to straighten his belt: "Zi Hua, you are my savior, you must stay and let me repay you well."

Zihua didn't want him to help at first, but changed his mind after hearing his words: "How do you want to repay?"

An Xining raised his head happily: "I can repay you whatever Zihua wants me to do." It's okay to promise him with his body, but of course he only dared to say this in his heart.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, I swear to God!"

As An Xining spoke, he raised his hand to make a wish, but was stopped by Zihua: "The matter of ghosts and gods is not a trifle."

An Xining turned his face away, and said aggrievedly: "Zi Hua, I'm not just acting, I'm serious, I want to repay you seriously, I want to treat you well."

A warm current flowed through Zi Hua's heart, but it didn't show on his face, he flicked his sleeves and said, "Are all men in this world as glib as you?"

An Xining didn't make any excuses, but replied seriously: "I don't know about other men, but what I said to Zihua was sincere."

"Whether you are sincere or not is not up to you to decide now."

"As long as Zihua is willing to give me a chance, I will use my whole life to prove it."

Perhaps An Xining's gaze was so earnest that Zihua was speechless, so he walked out of the cave: "It's getting late, let's go back to camp."

Is this a promise?An Xining was ecstatic, he never expected Zihua to let go so easily.

"Why don't you go quickly?"

Zi Hua at the entrance of the cave stood beside Ta Yan, looking up at him sideways, his glass-like eyes were shining brightly under the reflection of the sunlight, which made An Xining feel inexplicably moved.

Finally, we can be together again...

The two walked out of the cave side by side. After the heavy rain last night, the dust in the air seemed to have been washed away, and the fresh and natural smell of grass and trees filled the nostrils, with the dampness after the rain.

The hem of An Xining's clothes was wet from the dew on the flowers and leaves, and it soaked into the clothes. It was icy cold, and the temperature was low in the morning. There are no chances, which is really frustrating.

"Zihua, the forest is very humid, why don't we go back to the camp on horseback, so that Marshal Chen won't be worried."

Zi Hua looked at the people who were getting closer and closer to him, and said in a calm tone: "Two people, one horse, how do we sit?"

An Xining snickered, if it was two people and two horses, he wouldn't suggest that, and it would be too late to enjoy the two-person world with Zihua.

But he didn't show half of it on his face, and said sincerely: "It's simple, you and I can ride a horse together, Xiao Hei is a good horse for thousands of miles, and we are just two, it will be no problem."

Zihua didn't do it, he thought, he didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, and after thinking about it for a while, he nodded and agreed, and rode on the horse first, just as An Xining wanted, turned over neatly, and sat behind Zihua.

An Xining held the reins in both hands, and tightly wrapped Zihua in his arms, and he purposely tightened his arms, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is holding Zihua.

Zi Hua was displeased, and turned to stare at him: "Where are your hands?"

An Xining raised his hand as a gesture of innocence: "I am controlling the reins."

Zi Hua pondered for a moment: "Put your hands down, and I will control the reins."

An Xining was so good this time, he quickly put his hands down, but put his right arm around Zihua's waist.

Zi Hua froze obviously, gritted his teeth and said, "An Xining, your hand!"

An Xining still had an innocent face: "If I don't pull you, I'm afraid I'll fall."

Zihua gave up: "You should control the reins."

Ta Yan's speed was not slow, but An Xining deliberately slowed it down. Just as he was about to leave the forest, he heard voices from around him: "Your Highness, where are you Your Highness?"

"Someone is calling you," Zi Hua pointed in the direction, "It's over there."

"Yeah." An Xining nodded. He didn't return all night, and he was afraid that Marshal Chen and the others were in a hurry, so he sent troops to look for him.

Urging the horse to go forward, I saw a group of soldiers from the Xia Dynasty searching around in the forest, everyone's clothes were wet, probably they searched all night last night.

Feeling guilty, An Xining immediately called out, and the soldiers on the opposite side gathered around after hearing the movement.

It was General Zhu who took the lead. When he saw him, his tiger eyes burst into brilliance: "Your Highness, it's great that you are fine. I was scared to death yesterday, old Zhu."

An Xining clasped his fists on the horse: "I am deeply ashamed for making General Zhu and everyone worry. I will reward you all when the commander returns to court someday."

General Zhu laughed loudly: "Your Highness, I have remembered what you said, Old Zhu. When I return to Beijing, I will definitely take my brothers to His Highness to ask for rewards."

"Definitely," An Xining said with a gentle smile, "Now that the main hall is here, General Zhu should order the other soldiers to be recalled. Let's go back to the camp as soon as possible so that the marshal won't be in a hurry."

Zi Hua glanced at him in surprise, he didn't expect An Xining to be so serious, it really opened his eyes.

General Zhu clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness is right, then let's set off immediately, but this young master is..."

He looked at Zihua with a little guard, but he didn't show it too much.

An Xining intentionally established the image of Zi Hua in front of all the generals, and immediately said: "This young master, named Zi Hua, is the savior of this hall. Yesterday, this hall was caught by a traitor and lost all of his internal energy. The soldiers of the Xiao Clan almost died under the knife, but fortunately, Mr. Zihua rescued him and saved his life, and healed the wounds and fevers of the hall, so the hall was safe and sound."

The way General Zhu looked at Zihua suddenly changed, showing more respect and shock. He didn't know that this seemingly mild-mannered young man was able to save His Highness the Fifth Highness from a group of soldiers from the Xiao clan. Appearance, immediately bowed to Zi Hua: "Thank you for saving me, Your Highness, after returning to the camp, I, Old Zhu, will treat you as a distinguished guest."

Zi Hua nodded lightly: "General Zhu is polite, I'm just lifting a finger, I can't afford such a big thank you."

"Zi Hua, don't be humble. It is a fact that you saved my life. We should treat each other with courtesy."

When An Xining spoke, hot air sprayed against Zihua's ears, causing him to tremble, and he turned his face slightly uncomfortably.

How did this little action escape An Xining's eyes, his mood immediately soared, he clamped his horse's belly, and said loudly: "General Zhu, let's go ahead and see you in the barracks."