Traveled through time with my ex-boyfriend [Chang Tian]

【Fire-breathing Tyrannosaurus】

It was just after noon, and the streets were bustling with people setting up stalls, opening shops, and strolling back and forth.

Relying on his flexibility, Ye Fan specially drilled in crowded places.He recklessly pushed aside the crowd and shouted while running: "Excuse me! Excuse me!"

Followed by a bay red horse, the horse's hooves knocked on the rammed loess road, making a "dada" sound.

The people nearby stopped and watched in amazement.

"What's the matter with this?"

Someone joked with a smile, "Isn't it possible that the military master who is about to take a fancy to the little man and wants to take him home?"

"Pull it down, you have to grab a little lady if you grab it!"

Someone recognized Li Yao and yelled loudly, "The one riding the horse is the Marquis of Chang'an!"

"Is it really the Marquis of Chang'an?"

"Really, I have seen it with my own eyes!"

The common people saw that Li Yao was tall and handsome, and he was not as tall and handsome as in the legend, so they were relieved immediately and bowed to salute one after another.

"I have seen Hou Ye!"

"Hi, Lord Hou!"

Li Yao reined in the horse's reins and nodded slightly at the crowd.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd--

"Master Hou is really mighty!"

"That horse is also very tall!"

"Quickly, quickly, don't get in the way of Master Hou!"

Ye Fan buried his head and ran forward, his heart bubbling with sour bubbles—what are you boasting about, this man used to belong to me!

Li Yao's face was slightly sullen, and he said slowly: "Going to run?"

There was a din of people and horses on the street, but this deep voice reached Ye Fan's ears clearly.

He turned around, backed up and raised his head to discuss the conditions: "It's okay not to run, but you promise not to beat me or scold me, and you have to lend me your horse to ride!"

Li Yao raised his eyebrows, "Then you better run!"

Ye Fan panted heavily, stiffened his neck, and refused to admit defeat, "Run and run, if you can't catch up with me, you're a puppy!"

As he said that, he twisted his body and slipped through the gap in the middle of the fruit stand.

Further in is a narrow alley. Li Yao is riding a horse. If he continues to chase, he will have to kick over other people's stalls.

Ye Fan stood behind the booth and proudly gestured him with a victory sign, "Give up, Li~xiao~dog~"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

The man who was on the opposite side of the street just now rose into the air in the blink of an eye, staring straight at Ye Fan with deep eyes.

Ye Fan's smile froze inch by inch on his face, and his dilated pupils reflected a tall horse with four hooves in the air, leaping forward.

"Law—"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, the horse neighed, and the tall man held the rein, descending on Ye Fan's side like a god.

Time seemed to freeze, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Ye Fan was dumbfounded.

The onlookers were also stunned.

A green apricot fell from the fruit stand, and Gu Lulu rolled to the horse's hoof.

The bay red horse lowered its long neck and rolled the apricot into its mouth.

"Law—" I'm so sour!

Hongzao angrily vomited the remaining half of the sour apricot to the fruit vendor.

The peddler was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Li Yao lowered his body slightly, and gently raised Ye Fan's chin, "Again?"

"Come on, sir!" Ye Fan opened the handle of the whip and ran away.

Li Yao stretched out his long arms, and hugged him on the horse, "my father is the only son, there is no uncle."

Ye Fan was lying on the horse's back, like a little turtle with its shell turned over, "Bastard Li Yao, your uncle!"

Li Yao pinched his chin, frowning his sword eyebrows, "If you continue to scold, I will tear this mouth."

Ye Fan stopped talking instantly, his eyes widened - he had no doubt that Li Yao would do what he said.

Satisfied, Li Yao patted his face and flicked his horsewhip, "Let's go!"

"law--"

The red dates raised their horseshoes high, kicked and ran - go home and eat apricots, not sour!

"Aw! Let me go down—well..." Ye Fan almost vomited.

On the street, the crowd was commotion again.

"The Marquis of Chang'an snatched Mr. Xiao Lang away!"

"Which family's young gentleman is that?"

"Who knows, you're so handsome!"

"If you are not handsome, you will not be robbed!"

"..."

Yu Dalang turned to this street in an ox cart, and all he could hear were the "love affairs" of Marquis Chang'an, and he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"I don't know whose family's young gentleman it is, it's just unlucky."

***

on the official road.

Li Yao was sitting upright, Ye Fan was squatting on him like an octopus, and the red dates were bearing the weight of two people, gnawing on the grass leisurely.

"release."

"do not want!"

"Let go."

"No!"

With a sullen face, Li Yao grabbed Ye Fan's collar with his hands, trying to tear him off his body.

Ye Fan circled his neck, hooked his waist, and didn't move at all - it wasn't that he was sincerely taking advantage, he just didn't want to be hung on the horse's back like a sandbag...

Well, only a little bit.

After a month, almost forever, when he touched this firm and warm body again, Ye Fan was reluctant to let go no matter whether he had a complete memory or not.

He missed Li Yao so much.

Li Yao noticed the sobbing in his ears—the voice was very low, as if he was trying to suppress it—the hand that was going to pinch the back of his neck paused in the air, and then gently patted it instead.

"Don't cry."

"You're the one crying!"

"Scared?" The deep voice carried faint concern.

"Next time, try running for two kilometers!" Ye Fan didn't appreciate it, and complained ferociously.

Li Yao curled his lips unobtrusively, caressing his back unskillfully, just like in a dream.

Ye Fan gradually softened his body and relaxed his hands and feet.

Li Yao supported his back and pulled him away a little so that he could see his face.

At this time, the boy was just like in the dream, with his mouth flattened, his cheeks slightly swollen, and his round eyes wet and red—in the dream he rarely made Ye Fan angry, and every time he made people cry, he would remember it very clearly.

"Fanfan..." Li Yao called out unconsciously as if possessed by "he" in his dream.

Ye Fan replied maliciously: "Why do you call your grandfather?"

Li Yao's expression paused, and all the warmth dissipated in an instant.

Before Ye Fan could react, his body was turned over, his pants fell off, and he was slapped three times with "slap, slap, slap".

It wasn't until a gust of wind blew past, a chill came from his buttocks, followed by a burning pain, that he reacted dully.

"Li Yao! You hit me again!" Ye Fan exploded all of a sudden, roaring with the loudest voice.

"Again?" Li Yao responded in a low voice.

"Soulless bastard! You swore it!" Ye Fan frowned, and punched him in the face with his fist.

Li Yao squeezed his fist, and glanced at his obscene pants that were about to fall under the horse.

There was a "boom" in Ye Fan's head, red from head to toe.

He frantically lifted up his trousers and hurriedly fastened his belt. Due to his excessive movements, he almost fell off the horse, thanks to Li Yao's support.

Ye Fan was arched on the saddle like a caterpillar, his face was redder than a spanked buttock—half angry, half ashamed.

How many years has he not been spanked!

The first and only time in memory was when he was 14 years old.

At that time, he was not yet in love, and he didn't have the concept of "like" in his consciousness, so he was unconsciously attracted to Li Yao.He will unconsciously imitate Li Yao, the way he plays, the way he frowns, the way he smokes...

The first time he hid behind the curtains to smoke, Li Yao caught him straight - it was so fucking choking, Ye Fan almost coughed his lungs out.

The reason why he was beaten was not because of smoking itself, but because he obviously smoked and refused to admit it, lied, and did not take responsibility.At that time, Li Yao also took off his pants as before, and slapped him three times.

The 24-year-old Li Yao just won the global competitive traditional martial arts championship. With three slaps, Ye Fan's butt was swollen like a steamed bun.

Since then, he never dared to lie again.

I don't know if Li Yao felt distressed, anyway, Ye Fan never saw him smoking again.

In another time and space, Li Yao looked at the young boy bowed into a ball, and secretly regretted it.

When he slapped him down, he didn't think much about it, he just treated him as Li Sanlang to teach him a lesson.At this time, seeing his pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but start to wake up again. Li Sanlang has been in the military camp since he was a child, and his skin is tight. He is not like the young man of the Ye family, who is white and tender, but his butt turns red after three slaps up.

Li Yao sighed, and put his hands on the hairy head.

Ye Fan grabbed his hand and bit it hard like venting his anger.

His calloused hand was bitten bloodshot by him, Li Yao's expression remained unchanged.

Ye Fan tasted the smell of sweat and threw it away in disgust.

Li Yao said in a low voice, "Sit down and go home."

He chased Ye Fan originally because he wanted to take Yujue back and talk to him about the mountain spirit and monster, but now he didn't intend to open his mouth.

Ye Fan grabbed the saddle and slipped to the ground, looking like a small fire-breathing tyrannosaur, "Get lost! I won't go with you!"

Li Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Really?"

Ye Fan grabbed the blade of grass and threw it on him, "Get lost!"

Li Yao pursed his lips, raised his whip, and left in the dust.

Ye Fan opened his mouth, his face was red and green, and he looked very good-looking.

Ma Dan!Don't know how to hold on?

Anyway, count one, two, three!

When you count to [-], I will definitely save face! ! !