The world is a teacher

Holding the sword and guarding the tree, the boy sleeps, flying three thousand feet to the sky.

Li Hao was sleepy, closed his eyes in pain, and only remembered his embarrassment and embarrassment when A Lang asked him what accessories he wanted this morning.

Cangtou rhinoceros horn belt, green temples and ivory comb.

Gorgeous, extravagant, expensive.

But Li Hao inexplicably recalled the days when he was hunted down by the enemy and bitterly chewed the hard dry naan in his mouth.

Tsk.This gap... until lunch.

small table.

Jade Candle Curling, several plates of delicate side dishes.

Li Hao thought of the lack of food and tea from the frontier soldiers again, and felt inexplicable anger and guilt in his heart, so he simply changed into plain clothes and left the house.

I can't take it anymore, I was used to it in the past, but now, apart from being able to see my husband, I might as well go to the frontier to eat dirt.

After thinking left and right, he was still depressed, Li Hao got up and led the horse, and galloped away.

"Now when I think back to March in the frontier there, it seems like it was just a big dream, and I only saw the mountains and rivers in the dream." Li Hao was a little trance-like, nostalgic for the days of fighting on the battlefield.

At least, very fulfilling.

Fang Ne groaned in his heart, hummed him slightly, and listened to him quietly, looking serious.

Li Hao babbled a lot, such as what the counselors said recently, the war that broke out on the frontier, and suddenly started to learn how to manage government affairs...

Fang Na listened quietly, answering from time to time.

After a long while, Li Hao squatted down, buried him in his arms a little dejectedly, and wrapped his arms around his waist: "Sir, am I very useless. Father has handled everything very well for so many years."

Fang Na froze when he hugged him, and soon his attention was attracted by his words. Fang Na sighed softly and stroked his hair: "Take a rest. It's okay, sir is here."

Li Hao looked up at him suddenly, his starry eyes were dazzling, unbelievably bright!

Fang Na looked at him, but for a moment, he pretended to look away naturally, his face was a little red.

Li Hao: "Sir."

he whispered.

Fang Na had no choice but to look at him, listening to him carefully, her face still blushing slightly.

Such as red rouge.

Li Hao's heart was moved, and he held Fang Ne's hand emotionally, and smiled lowly: "Will you help me, sir?"

The words were soft and shallow, low as if they were afraid of hurting someone, with casual probing, like a feather falling on the heart, making people itchy.

Fang Ne's face was already cooked, and he went to slap the hand that was held in the boy's palm.

With a strange stubbornness, Li Hao just looked at him stubbornly, as if he must have an answer before letting go.

The boy's black eyes clearly showed his face, Fang Na couldn't tell whether he was a little more shy or annoyed now.

Because he has no anger.

Even, the secret joy in the bottom of my heart is like gurgling spring water, and the small pebbles flowing coolly along the road ahead reflect the tiny red carp that day under the bright spring light.

He still remembered what the young man in fresh clothes said that day: "Sir, the water is cool."

Immediately, he asked for a clean handkerchief, and wiped his fingers carefully one by one before rest assured.

Planted.

It is obvious that he already has unruly intentions towards the young man, otherwise why would he indulge his approach, his concern, like water pouring down in his heart?

Fang Ne smiled slightly: "It's as it should be."

Of course I will help you.

Li Hao smiled brightly, the young man's dark eyes were burning like a dark night fire, burning his heart with panic.

"gentlemen."

"Ah."

"I am pleased with you."

Li Hao let go, straightened up, pinched the young man's chin, leaned over and kissed him.

I am very pleased with you.

Mr.

The lips and teeth are intertwined, and the tongue is full of fluid.

After it was over, Li Hao gently wiped the silver on the corners of his lips for him, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Mr. is mine now."

He swears, and the breath becomes extremely aggressive, like a black panther's territory.

Fang Na lost his sense of control, and smiled along with him, stretched out his arms to cover his eyes, the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed, and his voice was hoarse and lingering: "Well, it's yours."