When the plum blossoms are gone, the people are gone

On this day, in the military training ground...

Both Ming Ye and Dongfang Yao were wearing their own military uniforms.

Wearing a dark blue military uniform, Ming Ye looked calm and handsome, with Dongfang Yao's figure reflected in his eyes of different colors. At this time, Ming Ye gave people a kind of majesty that only comes from generals.

And Dongfang Yao is also wearing a dark blue military uniform, but it is slightly different from Ming Ye's.

In fact, the military uniform that Ming Ye is wearing now was made by Dongfang Yao. At that time, he was thinking that the clothes that Ming Ye would wear in the future must be in line with his temperament. No, Dongfang Yao looks very satisfied with what Ming Ye wears. In his eyes, besides being handsome and calm, Ming Ye also has a kind of gentleness that is not easy to be noticed by ordinary people, flowing out of those beautiful eyes.

To be honest, Dongfang Yao really wanted to hide this dark night, or in other words, he just wanted to let himself see it, but Dongfang Yao hid the little things in his heart very well, and no one else could see it at all, even the delicate-minded Ming Ye was concealed from him.

At this time, Dongfang Yao's appearance gave others the feeling of indifference and gloomy, like a beast that had been dormant for a long time and was about to wake up, which made people feel terrified.Coupled with his dark blue clothes, the whole person feels even more chilling.

"My lord, what an offense." Ming Ye said indifferently, without any emotion, feeling that the person standing in front of him seemed to be a stranger, and if necessary, he would really kill him.

"Huh." Dongfang Yao snorted coldly, Ming Ye's tone made him irritated, he felt that Ming Ye seemed to be pulling the distance between the two of them.

Uncommonly, Ming Ye took the lead, and the soft sword at his waist was already in his hand with a flash of cold light. His speed was so fast that ordinary people could only see a ray of light, but found that he was already very close to Dongfang Yao up.

A cold light flashed in Ming Ye's eyes, and he stared at Dongfang Yao coldly. He knew that what was in front of him was not Fir Shan, but the master of the South Court—Dongfang Yao. Still suffer a bit.

No, Dongfang Yao also stared at Ming Ye's figure, as if he wanted to see through Ming Ye, and then, when Ming Ye's soft sword came in front of him, he dodged and avoided Ming Ye's attack very lightly. At the same time, he also drew out the soft sword at his waist, pointing directly at Ming Ye's neck, without any mercy.

From the corner of the eye, Ming Ye saw the soft sword in Dongfang Yao's hand, immediately stopped, and then quickly moved to Dongfang Yao's back.

Dongfang Yao immediately adjusted the direction of the sword when he found out, and at this time, Ming Ye was just about to draw the sword, and with a "bang", the two swords collided with each other.

Ming Ye's eyes sank, looking at the man in front of him who looked similar to his eyes, he began to think about what to do next, if he confronted head-on, he would definitely not be Dongfang Yao's opponent.

Suddenly, Ming Ye felt a severe headache, that red eye glowed dimly, as if someone was manipulating him, he unexpectedly stretched out his other hand that was not holding the hilt of the sword involuntarily, a feeling that had already been hidden The long-felt familiar power suddenly surged into the palm of his hand, and then he slapped Dongfang Yao's chest violently.

Dongfang Yao seemed to sense something was wrong, and immediately dodged his body. The palm brushed past Dongfang Yao's chest. Although he didn't really touch Dongfang Yao, he really felt the power of that palm. After all, I still felt a sharp pain in my chest, as if being cut by a sword.

"Hiss..." Dongfang Yao looked at Ming Ye and thought to himself, this guy really hated his attack, if he hadn't dodged in time just now, Nan Ting would probably change hands again.

"My lord, my lord!" Ming Ye was also taken aback, what happened to him just now? "My lord, are you alright?" Ming Ye went to support Dongfang Yao as he said, his eyes were no longer hostile and replaced by worry.

"Uh..." I don't know why, seeing Ming Ye's expression, Dongfang Yao actually had a feeling of wanting to tease him, "It really hurts, and I want you to heal me personally in a while." Ming Ye said in a deep voice.

"Well, I know." Ming Ye didn't seem to notice Dongfang Yao's actions, but just looked at Dongfang Yao's chest, wondering whether it was serious or not.

……

"Hey!" Ming Ye looked at Dongfang Yao's chest, which was not shallow and not deep, and blood was bubbling out from the wound, so he couldn't help sighing softly, with distressed eyes, "Yao, you, are you okay? ,I go……"

"It's okay." Dongfang Yao looked at Ming Ye's distressed eyes, and felt that the wound on his chest didn't seem to hurt so much. He stroked Ming Ye's head lovingly, "Don't worry, the wound is not very deep, please disinfect it well. , just wrap it up. Huh?"

"But..." Ming Ye was still worried.

"How about..." Dongfang Dazzling Pearl turned around and said, "How about you give me a kiss?"

"Ah?" Ming Ye didn't react all of a sudden, and was stunned.

Dongfang Yao, taking advantage of Ming Ye's stupor at the moment, leaned over and left a light kiss on Ming Ye's lips, then raised his head, and licked his lips with satisfaction, a feeling of endless aftertaste.

"You!..." Ming Ye was angry, funny, and at the same time a little helpless, "It seems that you are fine, I'm leaving."

"Hey, don't, you haven't bandaged me yet!"

"Oh, okay." Ming Ye blushed and sat in front of Dongfang Yao, concentrating on bandaging him.

Dongfang Yao looked at the focused Ming Ye, his heart was filled with honey, it was sweet, and he felt that even a little injury was worth it.

"Well, okay, Yao, you rest, I'm leaving first." Ming Ye stood up slowly, ready to leave.

"Hey!" Dongfang Yao quickly stretched out his hand to hold Ming Ye, and pulled him into his arms, lowered his head to comment on Ming Ye's startled eyes, and said, "Don't go, just stay here today, I still want you to take care of me Woolen cloth."

"You..." Before Ming Ye finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by Dongfang Yao's lips, "Um..."

Dongfang Yao hugged Ming Ye tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would escape, gently traced Ming Ye's lips with the tip of his tongue, then slowly poked into Ming Ye's mouth, and began to tease Ming Ye's hot and humid lips Tongue……

"Ye'er..." Dongfang Yao said to Ming Ye with a hoarse voice, "You are so beautiful...you..."

"Hurry up, take a break, Yao, you were injured today..." Ming Ye also said panting, but he didn't dare to look directly at Dongfang Yao. After he finished speaking, he buried his head in Dongfang Yao's body In his arms, he pretended to be going to sleep, but his heart was still beating and he couldn't stop.

"Hehe." Dongfang Yao looked at the person in his arms, laughed in a low voice, and suppressed the fire in his heart, after all, he was not willing to part with it.

Dongfang Yao smiled, and lay down with his arms around Ming Ye, and he found that the place where Ming Ye was lying avoided his own wound, his heart suddenly warmed up, he kissed Ming Ye's hair lightly, and said in his heart, the future will be long, I can wait.

Thinking about it, Dongfang Yao's eyes gradually blurred, and soon fell asleep...

This night, Dongfang Yao slept exceptionally well, maybe it was because of Ming Ye's company...