It’s still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

Xiaoman's elbow hit Luo Sanyuan in the stomach again.

Just when I was about to hit him on the head, I saw it clearly.

"Luo...Luo Sanyuan?"

"Man, I... cough cough..."

Xiaoman quickly pulled him up: "Why are you here?"

Luo Sanyuan hugged Xiaoman like a scoundrel: "I miss you."

"Does your mother know you're here?"

"He should know." Luo Sanyuan said guiltily.

"Should?" Xiaoman frowned slightly.

Hearing this, Luo Sanyuan hugged Xiaoman with one hand and covered his stomach with the other hand: "Ouch, my stomach."

Xiaoman reached out and rubbed him: "Don't come out from behind like this, if I had a knife you would have already..."

Thinking of this, Xiaoman realized why Xu Wenyan didn't let Xiaoman bring a knife.

Luo Sanyuan leaned on Xiaoman's shoulder and acted coquettishly: "It hurts."

"Shall I ask Xu Wenyan to take a look at you?" Xiaoman asked with a little concern.

"Hey, no need, just hug me, hehe."

Of course Xiaoman knew what Luo Sanyuan meant, but he was really happy when he saw Luo Sanyuan.

"How did you get here? Didn't you rest on the way?" Xiaoman straightened Luo Sanyuan's clothes and asked.

"I didn't rest. I came to see you without stopping." Luo Sanyuan rubbed his nose: "When Brother Wang and his friends came over, I wanted to follow them, but my mother stopped me and wouldn't let me come."

Luo Sanyuan's tone was full of grievance. After Xiaoman covered his stomach, he put his hands around Xiaoman's waist.

"Hehe, you must have had a hard time on the road. Go wash up first." Xiaoman had just stood up when Luo Sanyuan grabbed his hand and wouldn't let go.

"Can you stay with me?" Luo Sanyuan looked up at Xiaoman pleadingly.

"I......"

Luo Sanyuan knelt on one leg on the ground, holding Xiaoman's waist with both hands: "Please, Xiaoman. I'm so tired."

"You need to take a shower before you rest, right?" Xiaoman looked at Luo Sanyuan with a smile.

Luo Sanyuan nodded, and when Xiaoman was about to leave, Luo Sanyuan stopped him again: "Man, you must come back."

"Well, wait for me."

Xiaoman went downstairs with the wooden shed, and Xu Wenyan had already come to him with hot water.

"Xu Wenyan..."

Xu Wenyan patted Xiaoman on the shoulder and said, "Alas, that idiot is actually a good person. He has suffered a lot along the way.

But it’s still up to you.”

"I know."

Watching Xiaoman go upstairs, Xu Wenyan shook his head helplessly.

At this point he began to doubt why Xiaohu was the only straight person around him.

This is really weird.

Xu Wenyan shook his head and walked towards the cowshed: "This is fucking weird."

"What's wrong, wife?" Chen Sanlin, who was following beside her, didn't dare to say anything.

"Nothing." Xu Wenyan paused and said to Chen Sanlin: "Hey, Brother Chen, can this goat blood drive away evil spirits?"

Chen Sanlin shook his head: "Exorcism? I don't know."

"Forget it." Xu Wenyan waved his hand, and the two of them walked towards the goat in the corner.

Chen Sanlin quickly went up to hang up the goat and tied it up: "Wife, knife."

"I come."

Xu Wenyan rolled up his sleeves and solved the problem quickly and efficiently.

Chen Sanlin swallowed his saliva. What happened to his wife? Is it serious?

Xu Wenyan handled the subsequent bleeding and skinning with ease.

We men are also hunters. It would be improper if we don't know how to do it. After spending more time with Chen Sanlin, I learned it.

"Brother Chen, go and break off a bigger willow branch for me." Xu Wenyan carried the dissected sheep and left.

Chen Sanlin was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the machete and went up the mountain.

Xiaoman went upstairs with the hot water, and Luo Sanyuan sat obediently on the stool.

"Come here." Xiaoman said softly.

"Come on, come on."

Xiaoman rubbed bubbles with soap and said, "Take off your clothes, you will wear mine later."

"Oh oh." Luo Sanyuan stood up and took off his shirt quickly, revealing his strong muscles.

"Do you want to take off your pants?"

Xiaoman smiled and said, "Are you wearing underwear?"

"Ah, Xiaoman, stop laughing at me. I'm wearing it." Luo Sanyuan scratched his head shyly.

When we were in the military camp, few of our brothers wore underwear.

Xiaoman also laughed at him for a while later.

"Take off the outer layer."

Luo Sanyuan was covered in dust as he walked along the way.

Luo Sanyuan sat down again. Xiaoman was a little uncomfortable with the operation: "Move your face forward a little."

Soap bubbles hit Luo San's face, and Xiaoman began to rub it gently.

Wait until it's almost done, then rinse it again with water, then wet the towel and start wiping Luo Sanyuan's body with soapy water.

"Hehe." Luo Sanyuan just laughed and looked at Xiaoman foolishly: "Man, you are so good to me."

Xiaoman just smiled and didn't respond to him.

"Okay, you rest up, I have to go help."

"Don't." Luo Sanyuan pulled Xiaoman's wrist again: "Didn't you agree to accompany me?"

"Didn't I wash your face for you?"

Luo Sanyuan buried his head in Xiaoman's shoulder: "Lie down with me for a while, just for a while."

Seeing that Xiaoman did not refuse, Luo Sanyuan pulled Xiaoman to lie down and hugged him: "Man, can I hug you?"

"You already hugged it."

"Haha... I forgot and hugged you subconsciously."

Luo Sanyuan looked up and looked into Xiaoman's eyes. His eyelashes were really long and his nose was straight. In his own words, it was...

So damn handsome.

“It’s full.”

"What's wrong?" Xiaoman patted Luo Sanyuan's back gently.

"When I first met you, I thought you were a very nice person. I thought you were very kind at that time."

Xiaoman laughed after hearing this.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Do you know what I was thinking at that time?"

Luo Sanyuan looked up: "What do you think?"

"Forget it. I won't tell you."

Luo Sanyuan gently shook Xiaoman's body: "Tell me."

"At that time, I thought you were the most honest and had no ulterior motives, so I got along well with you so that I could use you when the critical moment came." Xiaoman said calmly.

"what?

Luo Sanzhi stood up: "Why are you so mean?"

Xiaoman also looked up at Luo Sanyuan: "I am bad and cautious.

When you go out, you have to be careful. If you think I'm bad, that's fine."

"Not bad, not bad. Xiaoman is the best." Luo Sanyuan jumped back into the quilt, and this time he took Xiaoman's arm and hugged himself.

He leaned steadily in Xiaoman's arms and closed his eyes.

Look at his silly look.

Xiaoman couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly.

By the time Xiaoman noticed it, she could already hear the snoring of the person in her arms.

It seems that he is really exhausted.

Xiaoman patted Luo Sanyuan's back gently, hoping that he could sleep more peacefully.

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