After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

"Ze'er!" A man's trembling voice came from the side.

Xia Mo suddenly turned around and saw Ling Chuan, whose face was ashen and eyes were still filled with fear, running towards him at lightning speed. A myriad of emotions rose in his heart.

In the moment of crisis, the only person he thought of was this person.

It was also at that moment that he truly understood that this feeling had grown into a towering tree without him noticing, and his liking for this person had turned into a deep love...

Ling Chuan saw the young man staring at him with his eyes wide open. When his gaze fell on the carriage that was only one step away from him, the scene of the young man almost being trampled just now kept replaying in his mind. He was caught off guard and felt a dull pain in his heart again.

He thought that from now on, he never wanted to experience that uncomfortable feeling of his heart being suddenly tightened by something again.

"Brother Ling..." Xia Mo called out weakly as he looked at the man in front of him who exuded a gloomy aura.

However, before he could finish his words, the little girl who was still crying loudly in his arms was pulled away by the man, and the next moment he was pulled into the violently heaving hot chest by a big hand and hugged tightly.

It was almost, almost his little brother... He is okay, thank goodness.

Ling Chuan hugged the person tighter as he thought about it, as if he could only feel at ease after feeling the other person's body temperature and beating pulse.

Feeling the man's gradually tightening strength, Xia Mo moved his lips, but did not push the man away.

Although he didn't know how much the man had seen, he could tell from the man's heart beating so wildly that it almost jumped out of his chest that he was really scared.

Thinking back now, Xia Mo himself felt a little scared. After all, human life is so fragile.

So, he raised his hand and gently patted Ling Chuan on the back, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Ling, I'm fine."

Xia Mo's tone was muffled. In the man's arms, his lowered eyes were filled with obvious regret.

He was comforting the other person and also condemning himself.

He was too impulsive just now. Saving people is a human instinct, which is nothing, but he was too inconsiderate. If something really happens to him, the people who care about him will be the most sad.

Ling Chuan frowned and said nothing.

Xia Mo bit her lip when she saw this and let him hold her, thinking that let others watch, it was no big deal for a husband to hug each other.

After a while, Ling Chuan let him go, but grabbed his arms and began to check him up and down and left and right.

"Brother Ling, the horse didn't touch me..." Xia Mo explained carefully, but he obediently allowed the other party to check his body. In the end, he even took the initiative to turn around twice and moved his limbs to let the man know that he was really fine.

"Brother Ling, don't be angry with me. I will be more careful in the future and never act so rashly again." Seeing that the man still had a stern face, Xia Mo stretched out two fingers, pinched the corner of his clothes and pulled it.

Ling Chuan pursed his thin lips, stared at the apologetic boy for a long time before saying "hmm".

In fact, although he was angry, he did not blame his brother because he knew how kind his brother was.

Seeing this, Xia Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally paying attention to him.

Yes, if the situation was reversed, if he saw Ling Chuan, who was unable to protect himself, running to save others and putting himself in trouble, he would also be angry, so it is no wonder that the other party would be sulking.

Ah, it seems that I really have to do things within my ability in the future and not let the other party worry about me anymore.

But then again, it was so dangerous just now that even he thought he was doomed. He was a little afraid that Ling Chuan would see a scene he didn't want to see after he came out. Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the better and someone managed to restrain the galloping horse at the critical moment. He was really lucky.

Thinking of this, Xia Mo remembered that he hadn't thanked him yet, so he looked up at Ling Chuan, who looked a little better, and said, "Brother Ling, someone just subdued the fierce horse, otherwise I would have been knocked away by it, and I haven't thanked him yet."

When Ling Chuan heard this, he remembered the person who saved the young man.

Looking at the young man who was unharmed, Lingchuan thought that he should thank him properly.

So he nodded, and was about to talk to the boy when he heard the concerned voice of a strange man behind him, "It's you, are you hurt?"

Obviously, these words were spoken to the young man. Even if Ling Chuan didn't turn around, he knew that they must know each other by looking at the young man's surprised expression.

Sure enough, the next moment he saw the young man smiled at the person behind him and said, "Well, I'm fine. I didn't expect that it was you who saved me. Thank you so much."

Ling Chuan frowned slightly for a moment, trying hard to recall the person who jumped onto the horse's back. However, because he was too worried about the young man at the time, he did not pay much attention to the man's appearance. Now he only remembered that the other party seemed to be wearing a gorgeous brocade robe?

The man in the gorgeous brocade robe...obviously not a country bumpkin. When did the young man get to know such a person?

"No, it's just a small favor. But since I can meet you here, it is also a kind of fate..."

Ling Chuan was still wondering when the young man got to know someone, but when he suddenly heard these words, he could no longer stand.

He turned around and interrupted the other person: "It's fate. Thank you for saving my husband... Why is it you?"

However, when Ling Chuan saw the man's face clearly, his eyes suddenly darkened and his brows, which had just been smoothed out, instantly wrinkled.

Why is this person here?

That’s right, the person who saved Xia Mo was none other than Li Jingran, who had just returned to Qinghe County.

At this time, Li Jingran also recognized Ling Chuan, and his expression changed instantly. He looked at Xia Mo with a stiff face, then at Ling Chuan, his mind full of the words "my husband".

So after a long while, he laughed dryly and said, "It's me. I didn't expect to meet General Ling here... Brother Ling, what a coincidence."

"Well, I didn't expect that it was Brother Li who saved Ze'er, thank you." Ling Chuan thanked him expressionlessly.

He did not forget that this man had just tried to hook up with his brother. Moreover, he was someone who had always been hostile to him, so Ling Chuan did not think there was anything wrong with his attitude.

"Hehe, I told you, it's just a piece of cake." Li Jingran said with a wry smile.

He could never have imagined that this little boy, who was suspected to be Qiu Wu's nephew, would actually be Ling Chuan's husband!

He didn't pay much attention to the spy's report before. After all, there were so many people with the same name. How could he have expected that the hunter was Ling Chuan, whom he knew?

Thinking that this man used to live and eat with Qiu Wu all day long, and now married Liu Ze, Li Jingran felt like punching him.

Xia Mo blinked, and his surprised eyes lingered on the two of them for a moment before he said, "Brother Ling, do you know this young master?"

Ling Chuan looked at the boy and nodded, "Yes, Li Jingran." After that, he stared at Li Jingran warily. As far as he knew, this man was not so easy to talk to, especially after meeting him. Why was he still standing here? Just leave without waving his sleeves?

Wait... He seemed to have heard someone say that Li Jingran seemed to be in love with Liu Qiuwu?

Thinking of this, Ling Chuan couldn't help but recall his previous words which were clearly intended to get close to the young man. His eyes suddenly became stern, and the look he gave Li Jingran became even more unfriendly.

Tsk, everything will turn into the opposite when it reaches its extreme, and the person will either be a traitor or a thief.