Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

The temperature difference between day and night in the northwest is huge, and it’s freezing cold at night. Yu Lansong managed to cover the bed warmly. When Zhou Qiong shrank in, his body was cold. He was so angry that he dragged Zhou Qiong by the collar of his clothes and pushed him outside. Pull, but Zhou Qiong stuck to his body like a dog's skin plaster.

While Yu Lansong was not paying attention, he leaned on Yu Lansong's neck and sucked a big mouthful.

The quilts on the ship were not as warm as those in the inn, and because of the damp, Zhou Qiong's own quilts always had a musty smell, but Yu Lansong's quilts did not smell it.

The whole quilt was filled with the sweet smell of Yu Lansong, the closer you got to it, the more you could smell it. Zhou Qiong didn't know what it was, it didn't seem like a calming scent, but it was particularly sweet.

He just wanted to smell it desperately, being close to Yu Lansong was like taking drugs, and Yu Lansong was very warm, as comfortable as hugging a small heater when he got close.

Yu Lansong struggled to no avail, and threatened in a low voice, "If you don't leave, I will call Zhou Ying over."

Zhou Qiong's back froze, and after a while, he rubbed his cheek against Yu Lansong's neck, his tone still aggrieved, "No, I'll go by myself when the rain stops."

The sound of the heavy rain outside the cabin made Zhou Qiong's voice sound a little muffled, and his voice was hoarse than usual, as if he had been dampened by the unexpected rain.

Yu Lansong didn't understand why Zhou Qiong came into his room. He sincerely said to the system, 【I thought he hated me. 】

Although Zhou Ying usually ignores Zhou Qiong, Zhou Qiong will show obvious dependence on Zhou Ying, and even hold a little hostility towards him because Zhou Ying is kind to him.

Yu Lansong is not really an idiot, and he can feel it.

Now he can't understand Zhou Qiong.

The role of Junior Brother Zhou Ying does not have many plots in the main storyline, and he was mentioned briefly when he was mentioned. When he appeared in the main storyline, he already shocked everyone with a stunning and elegant Jade Spring Sword. The swordsman is gone.

When Yu Lansong raised this question, he casually uploaded and shared the data to the cloud, analyzed the character, and said uncertainly, [Maybe it's a lack of love. 】

This is a relatively subjective judgment, and the system is just beginning to try to analyze human emotions.

Yu Lansong's face became more and more serious, "Could it be that he wanted Zhou Ying to see the two of us sleeping on the same bed, so that Zhou Ying could misunderstand my relationship with him, so as to drive us apart."

The system is also silent, [There is this possibility. 】

Zhou Qiong's arm was still around his waist, and Yu Lansong moved awkwardly. He had just pulled Zhou Qiong's hair and clothes, but now his hands were still on his back.

Zhou Qiong's breathing gradually calmed down, he was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "When I was young, I lived in a bamboo forest in the mountains with my senior brother and master. Once, my master took my senior brother down the mountain. Experience, I was left on the mountain when I was still young, and I was the only one on the whole mountain at that time."

"Not long after master and brother left, it started to rain heavily. I remembered that the two of them didn't bring umbrellas when they went out, so I held up an oil-paper umbrella and chased after them."

He let out a breath slowly, "I'm lost, I can't find my master and brother anywhere, and I can't find my way home, the road down the mountain is very slippery, I fell to the ground, when I raised my head , there was a tree less than a foot away from me, which was split in two by lightning."

Yu Lansong lowered her eyes to look at him, but Zhou Qiong's eyes were gloomy. She seemed to be the helpless child at that time, shouting the names of master and senior brother, unable to straighten up under the heavy rain.

There was loud thunder outside, with no intention of stopping, Zhou Qiong shivered, and shrank back to Yu Lansong again.

His voice was muffled, "Senior brother looks indifferent, but in fact he has a delicate mind. If he finds out about this, he will definitely feel guilty, so you have to keep it a secret for me."

Yu Lansong pursed her lips, and immediately softened, "Okay."

Yu Lansong's parents work in other places all the year round, so he understands the feeling of loneliness and helplessness very well. His own experience made him empathize with him at this moment.

I touched Zhou Qiong's head twice, then slid all the way down, along his back, and finally stopped on his waist. Yu Lansong didn't think of other things when he did this movement, but simply I want to comfort Zhou Qiong.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiong's back stiffened all of a sudden, and the place touched by Yu Lansong was as straight as a bamboo pole.

The soft hand passed by his back inadvertently, and the place he touched was numb like an electric shock. The hand didn't have any strength, and even the chopsticks couldn't be broken.

But it seemed that there was some kind of skill, which made him unable to move at all.

Yu Lansong felt Zhou Qiong move beside him, he lowered his eyes, and saw Zhou Qiong looking up at him.

Yu Lansong, "..."

Under those long eyelashes, there is a surge of lust, so hot that it is about to materialize, and it will burn Yu Lansong.

Yu Lansong blinked inexplicably.

This kind of gaze was both familiar and unfamiliar, Yu Lansong thought, Zhou Qiong was probably really drunk, and those narrow peach blossom eyes could be called affectionate because of the drunkenness.

The affection of young people is like the wine in the yellow sand in the northwest, straightforward and strong, and a little spicy.

Zhou Qiong moved closer, his palms were scorching hot, touched Yu Lansong's waist, and felt the trembling under his hands.

Yu Lansong pushed him unbearably, "It's so itchy, don't touch me."

"Itchy, where is it itching?"

Zhou Qiong's hand with the sword was very nimble, and he got into Yu Lansong's skirt like a fish, and he pulled the wide skirt loose, and put the jade-like cold fingers on Yu Lansong's lower abdomen.

Yu Lansong trembled, his face was redder than rouge, his soft abdomen and slender waist were being played by Zhou Qiong in this way, they were covered with quilts, and the quilts rose and fell with Zhou Qiong's movements.

Hot breath sprayed on the back of his neck, both of them were beating violently, the sound of pouring rain covered up the ambiguous rustling movement, only each other could hear it.

He and Zhou Qiong... are obviously not familiar with each other...how did they get to this point.

Yu Lansong didn't dare to shout anymore, he could only bite his lower lip, and after a long time, he made an unbearable sound.

Zhou Qiong was aroused by Yu Lansong's unconsciously provocative actions, but because someone was next door, if the commotion was too loud, he would definitely be heard.

Now it's his turn to suffer, and he can only absorb the warmth and fragrance of the young master in his arms, but just getting close to him already makes him feel drunk in that gentle country.

Because Yu Lansong didn't understand, Zhou Qiong muttered in a low voice, "It would be great if you were a woman. I want to marry you home and hold you in my arms every day."

It's a pity that he is a little fool, he doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't know how to shout when he is bullied, but a little fool is also as good as a little fool, soft, sweet and easy to deceive.

"No wonder senior brother likes you so much, even I..."

Speaking of this, he didn't say anything later, but just paused, pretending to be nonchalant, "I wish I had known you earlier, young master."

Zhou Qiong held him tightly in her arms, and said to herself, "I should have gone to the North Lake Bodyguard Bureau with my senior brother to be a small bodyguard."

Seeing that he finally stopped groping, Yu Lansong breathed a sigh of relief, Zhou Qiong's brain circuit was too out of touch, he couldn't keep up at all, so he just closed his eyes and said in a soft voice, "Zhou Qiong Joan, I'm sleepy."

It means you shut up.

Zhou Qiong responded, "Sleep, I'll leave when the rain stops."

Zhou Qiong especially liked to cling to him when she slept next to him, which made Yu Lansong feel uncomfortable sleeping like a ghost pressing the bed. Fortunately, the thunderstorm outside stopped in the middle of the night, and Zhou Qiong also got up and left quietly.

The torrential rain the night before did not affect the clearing of the next day at all. After waking up, Yu Lansong changed her clothes and walked to the boat deck to find Zhou Ying squatting next to a small boiler cooking porridge.

Seeing that he was awake, she pulled the little Highness who was still sleepy and drowsy to sit beside him.

Yu Lansong put his hands on his knees and woke up completely after basking in the sun for a while. He quietly looked at Zhou Ying and saw that he was staring intently at the heat of the small boiler with a normal expression. He guessed that he didn't know that Zhou Qiong ran into the wrong room last night. things.

Zhou Ying lowered her head and suddenly asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Yu Lansong was taken aback for a moment, and then replied, "No, the thunder is so loud that I can't sleep."

Zhou Ying nodded, "We still have two days to go ashore, and His Highness can go to sleep for a while after breakfast, but you can't sleep too much, your head will hurt."

Yu Lansong obediently said hello.

When Zhou Ying finished cooking the porridge and lifted the lid of the boiler, Zhou Qiong also came out.

He supported his forehead, looked like he was too drunk and hungover, raised his hand lazily, and said to Zhou Ying, "Master brother, good morning."

Taking advantage of Zhou Ying's inattention, he quickly glanced at Yu Lansong who was sitting next to him waiting to eat, licked the corners of his lips at him, and smiled slightly.

Zhou Ying divided the porridge into several bowls and took a bowl to feed Yu Lansong. He carefully cooled the porridge before sending it to Yu Lansong's mouth.

Zhou Qiong was not in a hurry to eat, so she sat on the side with her face in her hands and looked at it with a smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes, and her expression did not show any emotion, "Brother, although he is mentally retarded, he still has basic self-care ability. Yes, there is no need to feed it mouthful."

Zhou Ying said lightly, "Take care of yourself."

Yu Lansong was a little flustered by Zhou Qiong's straight gaze, she lowered her eyes unconsciously, and obediently ate the meal Zhou Ying fed her.

Zhou Qiong made fun of himself, shrugged, picked up his own bowl, and ran to the other side to practice sword after finishing his porridge.

"My junior brother has always been straightforward and outspoken. Please forgive me if he offends anything." After the meal, Zhou Ying took out a clean handkerchief and wiped Yu Lansong's mouth.

Although his tone was cold, he was very gentle, and he became more and more proficient in doing these things.

Yu Lansong glanced at Zhou Qiong not far away, who was making extra sharp moves, and suddenly remembered something, and he asked, "So Zhou Ying grew up on the mountain when she was young?"

Zhou Ying was taken aback.

He looked surprised. He didn't know why Yu Lansong asked such a question, but he shook his head frankly, "No."

"My brother and I have lived in the busy city with the master since we were young. The market was only a few steps away from where we lived. My master is a person who is greedy for enjoyment and does not want to be burdened. How can he live on the mountain?"