don't fight the general

Yan Jing watched Fu Yue disappear from sight calmly, and couldn't help but glance at the screen. The sound of the water was still there, and he could even hear some unknown minor tunes mixed in it. What, Cui Wei didn't know anything.At certain times, he still maintains the habit of a child, focusing extraordinarily on one thing, completely indulging in it, even if it seems a very dull and boring thing to others, he can always find something in it have fun.

Such Cui Wei made it impossible for Yan Jing not to be attracted.

Yan Jing raised her hand and pressed her heart, her eyes became extraordinarily deep.He naturally knew that Fu Yue had just escaped and left because he thought of something, but he had no intention of explaining it. After all, in his opinion, this would happen sooner or later. If it wasn't for the wartime, the scene tonight... ...he really didn't know how far it was going to go.

Yan Jing sometimes doubts very much. When Cui Wei opened his bright and innocent eyes and looked at him without reservation, could he sense some kind of thoughts he had for him?

It seems that the two of them have been in love for a while, they have a deep relationship, and they have done a lot of close things, but they have never had more intimate contact. It's not that Yan Jing didn't want to-every time I have more contact with this boy, my desire for him will grow again. To add a point, this is a feeling he has never experienced in his life, with all his heart, he wants to be closer to another person.

Just looking back at the past few months, the opportunities for the two of them to be alone are really pitiful.

Thinking of this, Yan Jing couldn't help sighing softly, and raised his head again, and found that Cui Wei poked his head out from behind the screen at some point, looking at him blankly: "Brother Jing, what's the matter?" He said, Glancing in the direction of the tent door, "Did someone come just now, I seem to have heard voices."

"It's Fu Yue, he said hello and left." Yan Jing also took a look, and then looked back to find that Cui Wei casually wore a white shirt and walked out from behind the screen, because the water on his body was not wiped dry , the cloth was soon soaked, revealing the figure of the young man indistinctly.His long hair, which is usually tied up high, hangs over his shoulders. Following Cui Wei's footsteps, water droplets rolled down from it and dripped on his bare feet, which made the young man frowned slightly.

Cui Wei has always been informal, and it's not like he hasn't seen this look before, but maybe it's because of his wild thoughts just now, or maybe it's because of the posture he's leaning on the bed at the moment, Yan Jing only glanced at him, and a certain idea suddenly changed. Get extra active.

Cui Wei casually took a dry cloth towel and wiped his dripping hair, obviously still immersed in the topic of Fu Yue's just visit: "He came back sooner than I thought, I thought Princess Ayi was really Will keep him as a son-in-law."

Yan Jing's eyes were condensed on him for a moment, and at the moment when Cui Wei raised his eyes and the two looked at each other, he turned his head reflexively, and then covered his lips and coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

Cui Wei paused when he wiped his hair, blinked suspiciously, walked straight to Yan Jing, stretched out his hand and gently placed his forehead on his forehead: "Brother Jing, you..."

Yan Jing stretched out a finger, put it on the young man's lips, interrupted him, grabbed his arm, pulled the man directly beside him and sat down, took the cloth towel in his hand with the other hand, and replaced him The boy brushed his long hair.

Cui Wei was too lazy to do this kind of thing at all, so he was naturally happy to have someone do it for him now. He lowered his head and let Yan Jing wipe it gently for a while, then shook his head suddenly, and then yawned.

Yan Jing's previous charm has been forcibly dissipated by himself, he glanced at the young man in front of him, and felt a little distressed from the bottom of his heart.Even if he is brave and good at fighting, his body is not made of iron. After tossing on the battlefield for a whole day, he must be exhausted. It is lucky for Yan Jing to be able to come back intact.

The movements of his hands paused slightly, and he moved back to free up half of the bed, and then patted his thigh: "If you are tired, take a pillow for a while, let's talk, and dry off after a while." .”

Cui Wei glanced at it, then unceremoniously laid it on the pillow, his eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was struggling with the drowsiness rushing up his head, but he couldn't help but yawned again, and even tears poured from the corners of his eyes. After wiping, I heard Yan Jing ask: "Is the attack on Luozhou going well today?"

"Everything is about the same as expected. Chen Qi did leave some troops here, but many people in the Southwest Army surrendered to him because of the situation. After facing the Northwest Garrison and realizing the gap in combat power, many People have already retreated. Although the deputy general who leads the troops is quite capable, once the morale of the army is lost, it cannot be restored." Cui Wei said, as if he thought the candle was too bright, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, "However, if it is said that there are people who are loyal to Chen Qi regardless of their lives, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get it until this hour. It seems to be going well today, but we don't know what it will be like when we arrive in the capital."

As Cui Wei spoke, his voice became extremely soft, and finally stopped gradually, turning into a shallow breathing sound, and he fell asleep unconsciously.In his sleep, he probably felt that this position was not very comfortable, so he simply turned over, facing Yan Jing's body, with his arms around his waist by the way.

The warm breath fell on Yan Jing, completely interrupting his movements. He lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the boy on his lap, and couldn't help but let out a wry smile. Some thoughts that had just been suppressed gradually emerged again. , but looking at Cui Wei's sweet sleeping face, he clearly understands that he can't do anything at the moment.

He casually put the cloth towel in his hand aside, gathered all of Cui Wei's long hair to one side to prevent him from being crushed in his sleep, then pulled the quilt over the boy's body, which was only wearing a middle coat, and let out a sigh A sigh of unknown meaning.

This series of movements was extremely light, and the young man who always lowered his vigilance in front of him fell asleep without the slightest notice that Yan Jing was resting on his legs, and he had no intention of disturbing him to change his posture, just in this posture , looking down at the side face of the boy in his sleep, he didn't feel the slightest bit of boredom.

This is a very young face, just like its owner, full of vigor and vitality, but with a little greenness, it is very harmless in sleep, but it can be used by thousands of troops on the battlefield. Ma Zhong became Yan Jing's reassurance.

Yan Jing thought, he is really lucky. In the past 20 years, he was obviously a worthless waste, but he was lucky enough to get the sincerity of this young man.

Thinking of this, Yan Jing couldn't help lowering his head, and leaned closer to Cui Wei's side face. The young man who had just taken a bath had the fragrance of saponins, and as soon as Fang approached, it lingered in Yan Jing's breath, making him He was absent-minded for a moment, and then continued his actions, imprinting an extremely soft kiss on Cui Wei's side face.

Almost at the same time, the tent door was opened from the outside again. Before General Qin arrived, the voice came in first: "General! Didn't you say that you will go to my tent to discuss..."

The voice stopped abruptly, General Qin looked at the picture in front of him in disbelief, and met Yan Jing who was frightened and raised his head: "Dian..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again, because the seemingly sleeping person who was originally resting on Yan Jing's lap bounced up, and then hit Yan Jing's jaw heavily.

The air in the tent seemed to be stagnant at this moment, and Yan Jing fell on his back on the bed after being hit by the impact, pressing his chin with one hand, and did not respond for a long time.Cui Wei's middle coat, which he had put on casually, was in a mess, and the place where his forehead hit was also aching, but he didn't care about it at all, and rushed forward to check Yan Jing's situation.

As for General Qin—after scanning the two of them back and forth twice, he realized that he seemed to have done something wrong inexplicably. Although he couldn't tell what it was, he still Swallowing his saliva nervously, he cupped his fists and said quickly, "The last general will leave."

Cui Wei didn't pay him any attention until he disappeared from the tent. He knelt down beside Yan Jing, and carefully pulled away the hand that was pressing his chin. With the help of the dim light, he could Seeing the obvious red marks on the fair skin, it must be very painful, and even the corners of Yan Jing's eyes turned red, and there was a faint swirl of water in it, as if it would gush out from the eyes in the next moment.

Yan Jing probably used all her restraint to prevent herself from crying in such an inexplicable way in front of Cui Wei.He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and when the pain gradually subsided, he gradually regained consciousness, held the hand that Cui Wei stretched out cautiously, and called softly: "Ah Wei!"

"Brother Jing," Cui Wei's drowsiness had long since dissipated, and all his attention fell on Yan Jing, completely unaware that his forehead was also faintly red from the collision just now.

Yan Jing breathed out, sat up on her elbows, stretched out her fingers and tapped Cui Wei's forehead lightly, with a smile on the corner of her lips: "Aren't you in pain?"

Cui Wei belatedly raised his hand to touch it, then shook his head: "It doesn't seem to hurt much, Brother Jing, are you okay?"

Yan Jing smiled wryly and touched his chin. It's not that he's hypocritical. The jaw is already fragile, not to mention the gap between him and Cui Wei. Now he can still feel the continuous pain. Therefore, simply Nodded: "It hurts a lot."

Noticing that Cui Wei's face became more ugly, he suddenly laughed, and added softly: "When I was a child, I fell in pain, and my mother and concubine would blow it for me, saying that it would not hurt, Awei, you want help me?"