Unfortunately, they attacked only an empty base.

When they realized that something was wrong, when they rushed back, Song Shou had sent people to attack their dens and took their nest.

One of the thirty-six counts, the tiger is off the mountain.

"cut."

For his cherished words such as gold, Wenhe scorned a grin.

She looked at it and found that she had to walk for at least half an hour. She was depressed and could only find another word.

This time, I didn't ask questions about his combat. "Huo, I ask you, what kind of feeling is it like to be alone? Can you describe it specifically?"

After the question, she immediately regretted it.

What kind of idiot question she asked this question!

Huo Wei silently, just when Wen He thought he would not answer her.

Suddenly, his tone was a bit complicated, and he said, "I miss you all the time."

"..."

really.

So, is he still thinking about Lu Chaoyang at this moment?

Wenhe touched the tip of his nose and pressed down the pain of his heart. He was half-joking and half-hearted. "As a soldier, I always remember that the husband of a woman is not good. Anyway, we are already married. Why don't you think about me? ...... Just for the sake of the ancestors, when you are old, someone will give you the end, right?"

Huo Wei is speechless.

"I do not need."

Wenhe laughed at his lips and stopped talking.

It’s up to this one, and he’s not willing to accept it. Why should she take it for herself?

The painful mood continued to disappear after landing.

The group of people went down to the back of a mountain in the direction of Huo Wei, piled up a simple stone house with stones, lit up a bonfire, opened their backpacks and began to change the wet clothes.

Upon seeing it, Wenhe quickly ran to the distance and waited for them to return.

Feeling her uncomfortable, Huo Wei let others go back a bit, and they also went aside.

"Well, you changed your clothes too."

"Huo Wei."

Wenhe probed a head, and the thief smiled. "If you want to peek, it is ok. I don't mind."

"..."

Huo Wei turned to her, silent instead of answering.

With only three hours of rest, Wenhe also refused to bicker with him, took off his shoes and slept against the cold wall.

The soft fire reflected her gorgeous face, with her curled body, like a lazy cute kitten.

Huo Wei glanced at her and looked at her, and found her pair of white feet.

I saw her white and tender feet, covered with blood bubbles.

Huo's eyebrows opened his backpack.

He knelt down, took out a tube of ointment, and licked it with a cotton swab. He first smashed the blood bubbles with a needle and then carefully applied the ointment.

During the period, Wenhe has never been awakened, and she is very mature, and she can imagine how tired she is.

Huo Wei packed up his backpack and was about to get up.

Unexpectedly, Wenhe’s head began to slide down.

His conditioned reflexed hand held her head and had not had time to react. She had automatically and consciously leaned into his arms, his hands wrapped around his waist, and his breathing was even again.

"..."

The folds between Huo's eyebrows deepened, but they did not push her away. Instead, they sat down slowly and closed their eyes. The arm that caught her waist never moved away.

The dimly lit fire illuminates the picture of the two people embracing each other. There seems to be a warm flow of factors in the air, so that the two soldiers standing outside the guards look at each other and see a smile in each other's eyes.