Yun Zimo put his hand around Wushuang's shoulders slightly harder, "Just stay with me and this matter will be over."
"accompany?"
Wushuang was startled for a moment, "How can I accompany you?"
"Of course, how I used to accompany you, you will accompany me now." Yun Zimo lowered his head and looked at her, "Didn't you like asking me to accompany you the most before? Have you forgotten?"
"..."
Wushuang opened his mouth and looked at him uncertainly, "Seriously?"
Yun Zimo said: "Seriously."
Wushuang looked at him quietly for a long time, "Then I take it seriously."
She stretched out her hands, hugged Yun Zimo's neck, stood on her tiptoes and kissed his beautiful lips.
The coat draped around his shoulders slid off, Wushuang smiled softly: "I want to accompany you like this."
Yun Zimo held her waist with both hands, "It's easy to talk."
The robes and skirts all fell to the floor.
Wushuang's fingers traced Yun Zimo's handsome cheeks, beautiful Adam's apple, collarbone, and countless scars on the texture.
Most of those scars were left behind when he and Zhou Mingkun fought hard.
She kissed those scars painfully, with the words "I'm sorry" after each kiss.
Yun Zimo could no longer maintain his superficial calm, so he lifted her into his arms and turned her over, pressing her down, "It doesn't matter."
In the past five years, he had indeed hated her.
Especially in the first one or two years, life almost fell into darkness, and he couldn't bear to see everything around him.
Even if I understand her future and past, I still can't forgive her for giving up at will and leaving decisively.
He even felt a lot of resistance to the capital because she said that the prosperity of the capital would make her bored. He couldn't stay there anymore and felt depressed.
After Ming Wuyou and Murong Yu left the capital, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked for Princess Anping's permission. He also left the capital with Qingfeng and set foot on the world from then on, traveling around the world.
He even secretly paid attention to her news, feeling resentful and wanting to see her again at the same time.
But for five years, no news about her was revealed in the world.
He thought she was avoiding him on purpose, but he didn't expect that she had stayed in the mountains for five years.
The hatred I felt at the beginning was dissipated and settled as I traveled to various places in the past two years.
Time has passed, and when we see each other again, the hatred disappears, and I just feel like we are a lifetime apart.
This woman who once teased and teased him maliciously, said she liked him and then decided to leave her, has been engraved in his heart.
"Xiao Mo, you..." Wushuang said, "Be gentle."
"Yeah." Yun Zimo responded, lowered his head and kissed her.
Although he responded, he squeezed her hand very hard, hard and heavy.
Of course her protests fell on deaf ears.
He used to be too considerate of her and listen to her words too well.
Wu Shuang's protest was ineffective, and he couldn't help but said to Qi Xiai Ai: "You... you just didn't say 'um', you... actually mean what you say..."
Yun Zimo asked with a smile: "I begged you not to leave, but you didn't look back. Now you're here to apologize, and that's why you want me to let you go. Are you being too insincere?"
Wushuang: "..."
She looked at the ceiling of the tent, hugged Yun Zimo tightly, and suffered all his punishments.
After struggling all night, Yun Zimo seemed to be still tireless when Wu Shuang fell into a drowsy sleep.
But she no longer had the strength to agree or protest.
Yun Zimo looked at the fair side face of the woman in his arms with clear tiredness, and finally showed great mercy and let her go.
He lowered his head and kissed Wushuang's face, stood up and put on his clothes, and opened the window slightly to disperse the slightly stuffy atmosphere in the room.
Both of them were very sticky, so they wanted to take a shower and then rest.
But it's too late now, so it's hard to wake up the store to prepare hot water.
However, I took a shower late last night and the bathtub was still in the room, so the store owner didn't come to clean it up.
He always loved to be clean, and the water in the bathtub was crystal clear.
Yun Zimo thought for a moment, wetted the towel with her, wiped Wu Shuang's sweat, then took her own set of soft and slippery clothes and awkwardly put them on Wu Shuang, then carried her to the next door and put her back on the bed.
The bed was a little cold, so Wushuang shrank slightly as he lay down on it, calling out "Xiao Mo" in a low voice.
"Um."
Yun Zimo pulled the quilt over her and lay down next to her.
…
The next day, Wu Shuang woke up with severe pain all over his body. He raised his arms to open the bed curtain, but his eyes were slightly squinted by the bright light outside.
I don’t know what time it is, but it’s so bright outside?
She leaned up and took a look.
This seems to be my own room, and there is no one in the room.
How... came back?
Wushuang remembered being tossed around like a fish last night and cursed "little bastard" angrily.
She stood up with her limp body, and found that her collar was cold. When she lowered her head and looked down, she realized that she was wearing his clothes, no wonder they were baggy.
Wushuang tightened his collar and went to the cabinet to look for his clothes.
Suddenly a series of footsteps sounded in the yard, accompanied by a girl's delicate and clear laughter: "Qingfeng, he lives in this yard, right? Why do you live in such a small inn? Are there many rooms in the yard?"
"I want to live here too!"
"Miss Shui, please walk slower." Qingfeng's voice was a little breathy and a little anxious: "Don't barge in, didn't the shopkeeper say that? The master has gone out, wouldn't you just wait for him in the front hall?
?”
"How can that be done? I have to see what kind of place he lives in, and I have to choose a room for myself! I also want to see the Poseidon Festival!"
The girl snorted, "If this place is not good, I will have to change it quickly——"
Squeak.
The girl pushed open the door of the wing in the courtyard.
The next moment, the chirping sound stopped abruptly.
She was a girl in a green dress, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pair of watery almond eyes and a smart and beautiful appearance.
"Who are you?!" the girl asked coldly, glaring at the woman with long hair disheveled and standing barefoot in the room.
The woman standing next to the cabinet in the room is so beautiful that it is shocking.
The woman's collar was loose, with some pink marks on her neck, and her face had an indescribable cold charm. Upon closer inspection, the girl discovered that she was still wearing a man's middle coat.
Even though the girl didn't understand the affairs between men and women, she vaguely sensed that the woman in the room had an ambiguous relationship with Yun Zimo.
For a moment it felt like facing a formidable enemy.
Wushuang glanced at her lightly, then looked at Qingfeng who was standing at the door with a hurried expression, asking with eyes.
Qingfeng didn't dare to look at Wushuang for a second, and said in a low voice: "What about that, Miss Shui, come out first, let's go find the master!"
Miss Shui also turned to Qingfeng: "You know her? Yes, before you came here you said that Brother Zimo was with friends, and this was his friend? I have known Brother Zimo for four years, why didn't I know that he had such a friend?
"
"Uh..." Qingfeng's scalp was numb, "Miss Shui, let the master answer this question for you. Come out quickly and don't disturb the master's friends."
Wushuang gave Miss Shui a cold look and ordered her to be kicked out: "Get out."
That cold and commanding tone made Shui Lingbo take a breath.
She grew up being held in the palm of someone's hand, and the people she met while traveling around the world were treated with courtesy because she was Ba Dao's daughter. No one had ever spoken to her in such a tone.
When Qingfeng saw that he was so angry and angry, he was about to use swords and swords if he wasn't careful. He didn't care about anything else at the moment and quickly grabbed Shui Lingbo's arm and pulled her away: "Stop making trouble, come out quickly, quickly!"
Snapped.
The door panels closed, Qingfeng smiled sarcastically at Wushuang through the window, and then disappeared in front of the courtyard door with Shui Lingbo.
Wushuang pinched her collar and looked at the empty door with a very ugly expression on her face.
It seems that the Peony in Chuzhou was just a cover-up to intercept the Zhongshan Wolf. This unruly girl in front of him is Yun Zimo's real confidante, right?
But since he already has a confidante, why did he last night...
Wushuang closed his eyes and quickly found his clothes.
…
Inn lobby.
Qingfeng settled the eldest lady Shui Lingbo into her seat, ordered pastries and tea, and tried to comfort her with a smile: "Auntie, don't be angry. Didn't I tell you that the master has friends around him?"
"You didn't say she was a woman, and you didn't say she was such a beautiful woman!" Shui Lingbo's face turned blue with anger, "She is still wearing men's clothes, can't they be brother Zimo's clothes?"
"What is their relationship?"
"Uh..." Qingfeng scratched his head, "I can't say that. If you have anything to ask the master when he comes back, you can ask him."
"I understand, it must be this woman who is pestering Brother Zimo, right?" This chapter has been completed!