The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...until I don't know how many times, Mo Nanfeng finally stepped on Shen Qinghan's anger point, so the man said viciously, if you dare to cry again in the future , I will kick you from the top of Kunlun Mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

Shen Qinghan had the temperament to do what he said, and Mo Nanfeng didn't dare to cry anymore.

But from then on, even if Mo Nanfeng didn't cry, maybe Shen Qinghan would eat, sleep, practice, go down the mountain with him like a friend...

This tear was probably from distress, so when it fell on the back of Shen Qinghan's hand, Shen Qinghan reacted for a while, thinking it was rain or water falling from the tree, but after a while, he didn't find that it was still there. Others quieted down.

So Shen Qinghan carefully touched Mo Nanfeng's face with his hands, and when he felt the coldness, he asked softly.

"What are you crying for?"

Hearing these words, Mu Feiyun involuntarily slowed down his steps.

Mo Nanfeng shook his head, although he was sad, he still smiled and said, "I'm fine, Yingfenglei, I ran too fast."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Shen Qinghan blamed, not to mention other things, did Mo Nanfeng think he didn't know if he had tears against the wind all these years?

"It's really Yingfenglei, I'm fine, Qinghan, are you tired, if you hurt, we will stop and rest for a while."

"Take a break, you idiot." Mu Feiyun rolled his eyes and cursed in front of him.

Shen Qinghan looked forward, then said, "I'm not tired."

Mo Nanfeng said, "I'm afraid of touching your wound, if you're not in pain or tired, then hug me tighter."

Shen Qinghan didn't speak, but the arms holding Mo Nanfeng's neck tightened subconsciously.

"Stinky rascal." Mu Feiyun rolled his eyes again and cursed in front of him.

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