You rascal, stop right there!

Bamboo Forest House.

I thought that the so-called sooner or later would happen soon.

result……

Ling Shumo moved in as a matter of course and slept on another soft couch.

Although it was also because it was raining heavily that day and people couldn't go back.

However, Bai Wan always felt that Zi Chen seemed to have changed a little after this reunion.

That’s all——

I am blind now and cannot even find the person's location. Even if I am a beast, I have no conditions to do anything improper to him.

Bai Wan felt relieved and groped her way to sit on the bed as usual, then knocked on the corner of the bed of the person next to her.

"We don't turn on the lights here at night, and we don't have midnight snacks. The quilt is a little thin, so just make do with it."

Da da da--

The bamboo poles made a banging sound.

"Ah."

Ling Shumo's eyes darkened slightly as he looked sideways at him. Since he entered the room, his eyes had basically never left this person.

"correct!"

Bai Wan suddenly stood up as if he had thought of something, and fumbled to take out a bamboo pillow from the cupboard.

The man walked up to him holding it and handed it over: "I remember you always like to sleep on a high pillow. This one is higher."

His fingers groped over his bed, trying to replace the pillow.

Suddenly,

Ling Shumo felt even more pain in his heart as he watched this man acting like a host and taking care of a guest in the dark night.

Where does the confidence come from?

In this situation, I still feel that I can take care of others.

He really couldn't help but sigh, and took the replacement bamboo pillow with hesitation, a little worried that his desire to stay and take care of the person might put more pressure on the person.

Bai Wan patted the man's quilt, stood up firmly holding the bamboo pole, turned around and groped his way to his own bed.

He said softly, "Go to sleep."

Then, I really turned sideways and fell asleep with my back facing inward.

Ling Shumo looked at his back and said in a hoarse voice: "You always have your own plans, even in front of me."

"Abai, do you know that every time you act tough and lie to me, I can tell..."

Bai Wan suddenly opened her lips, felt a sudden pain in her heart, and seemed a little moved.

If you feel worried...

Suddenly, the man turned around quietly, groped for the bamboo pole and stood up.

Ling Shumo felt the body pressed against his chest, his face turned from pale to red, and he became extremely stiff.

Because this person actually groped his way onto his bed without any hesitation, and even motioned for him to move away.

"Abai, you!"

The shock overwhelmed everything.

Ling Shumo looked at the man in amazement.

Bai Wan turned her back to him and directly put his arm around her waist, and gently replied: "Will you feel less uneasy this way?"

He didn't have any idea of doing anything erotic, he just thought that maybe if he got closer to Zichen, he would feel more at ease.

"I am conceited and selfish, because sometimes I am not ready to tell you. It is my fault."

Ling Shumo went from being stiff and unable to move to slowly relaxing. The person in his heart was already so close that it was a little unreal.

"No, everyone has some secrets that are not known to others. I shouldn't ask." He murmured.

In the first half of the night, the two of them gradually fell asleep in this half-hug.

The heavy rain in the bamboo forest stopped, and a ray of moonlight slanted out of the window.

I felt the warm breath of the person next to me approaching, carrying with it an indescribable emotion.

Ling Shumo turned his head and saw that the blind man had fallen asleep with his back tilted back.

Within easy reach...

Her eyes are half closed, but they outline the shimmering waves under the moonlight, and her graceful profile is intoxicating.

His breathing was a little rapid, and after his fingertips touched his cheek, he withdrew them hotly.

There is an indescribable torture...

So he had no choice but to get up and walk straight to the bed on the other side and sleep.

……

The next morning.

Bai Wan got up as usual, but found the bed empty.

The man hastily put on his coat, held the bamboo pole and walked out pointing and talking.

"Zi Chen?"

He searched little by little and finally found Ling Shumo feeding the dog next to the doghouse.

"So you are here to feed Xiaochen!" Bai Wan laughed.

Xiaochen?

The man who was usually as gentle as jade was stunned.

He looked down at the dog with long black hair, a head like a shuttle, a tail like an arrow, slender legs, and black eyes.

This dog looks elegant, but it is actually a large hunting dog, almost half a person's height.

This person actually has such a bad taste.

"Yes."

Ling Shumo's expression changed, and he couldn't really tell which emotion he should have.

Especially after he agreed, the dog seemed to have the same sideways expression as him, which made him feel even more uneasy.

Bai Wan knocked on the bamboo pole, walked closer to the dog, hugged it, rubbed its ears affectionately, and even patted its head.

He just smiled faintly and said: "When I first returned to Beijing, I planned to buy a dog to guard the house and lead the way. This dog is said to be the best-looking one among them."

Ling Shumo felt both admiration and embarrassment when he heard this.

Just because of the good-looking dog, he bought it and scared away many thieves in the area.

"But I find it very strange. Why didn't it bark when you came yesterday?" Bai Wan thought about this question seriously.

Ling Shumo glanced at the dog. It seemed like it was rubbing against him, and its eyes were watery and wet.

As if looking at...

"Maybe it's just eye contact."

He suddenly felt that he couldn't pursue this issue any further.

After finally feeding the dog, Ling Shumo was surprised again by the breakfast.

Since Bai Wan is a blind person, open flame is very dangerous. Plus, he is a lazy person, so it is a miracle that he can cook.

What he ate was actually bamboo shoot soup, wild vetch soup, and a bowl of some unknown soup.

It's all soup anyway.

It’s not that Ling Shumo couldn’t swallow these things, but Bai Wan’s food was too plain.

There was not a single bit of meat or fish in the meal. It was completely different from what I had eaten before in Lanyuan, Zhengzhou, and Shangshu Mansion.

With this person's preferences, it shouldn't be these.

"Is this what you eat every day?" Ling Shumo asked as he picked up these things.

As a result, the people around me responded in a stressful way: "You know, we didn't catch bamboo rats and turtledoves yesterday. I was just unlucky, not that I couldn't catch them!"

"I don't eat soup every day, but I can catch it occasionally!"

Look at this man's face puffed up and full of unwillingness.

It's really funny.

Ling Shumo shook his head helplessly.

A normal person may not be able to hunt successfully, but this person can actually make a living from it.

He looked up at the blind but stoic man in front of him and said sincerely, "You are the most powerful blind person I know!"

"That is!"

Bai Wan looked very pleased with himself; this kind of praise was what he enjoyed the most.

At this moment, several burly men came over from nowhere, with powerful auras and strong bodies.

It seems that the person who comes has bad intentions.

Ling Shumo was just about to grab something nearby to protect this person.

As a result, these big men knelt down as soon as they came up and held up a few hares: "Boss, this is what you want!"

Snapped--

Ling Shumo immediately put down what he was holding and felt a headache.

So this is what you can catch occasionally...