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"Why are you moving around?" Han Muyun's mood was a bit better, but when he saw her running far away from him, his expression became even more gloomy.

"I... "I'm sleepy …" Zhuo Yanfeng hurriedly opened his bag and took out his sleeping bag. His mouth was filled with the smell of him.

"I haven't eaten yet." Han Muyun stood up, picked up a soft ball of snake and walked away. "Don't move, I'll be right back."

The sky had already turned dark. Listening to his footsteps that were getting further and further away, Zhuo Yanfeng jumped up and chased after the black figure.

She didn't want to be alone. Who knew if this place used to be a cemetery …

Han Muyun squatted next to a stream with his back towards her, using his dagger to peel the skin off the snake. His movements were quick and handsome.

Zhuo Yanfeng quietly watched his back, a strange feeling of sadness and joy surfacing in his heart.

Although this guy was still very rough at times, he had really grown up.

Learn how to take care of yourself, and also how to take care of others. Even if you have a cold face, it hasn't changed with her at all, right …

That youth called Han Muyun no longer needed her to take care of him; he had become so powerful.

Zhuo Yanfeng sat on the big tree root and continued to look at his figure with infatuation.

What was she worried about?

Right now, Han Muyun had his ways and means to do whatever he wanted.

If he really had to worry, then it would be that he was too smart and too outstanding to make others jealous.

In the distance, the dark blue sky was gradually lit up with glittering stars.

Star?

Zhuo Nianfeng rubbed his neck. She had put away the necklace. She had promised Ouyang Yu that she would go all out in this competition …

But Ouyang Yu didn't care if she could take first place or not, right?

What Ouyang Ziyun cared about was what she would choose after the match ended.

He trusted Han Muyun so much that he had to be alone with him, just like how Han Muyun trusted him so much …

Zhuo Yanfeng didn't know when Ouyang Yu's star would be plucked.

He wondered if, at that time, there would be a peaceful and beautiful girl snuggling tightly to his side. She would also gently call out to him, calling him Yu-er and attaching her heart to his … Carefully store them carefully and cherish them for the rest of your life...

"The stars at the top of the mountain are beautiful, aren't they?" Han Muyun didn't turn around, but he knew Zhuo Yanfeng was behind him.

"Very beautiful, very bright." Zhuo Yanfeng rested his chin on his hand as he looked at the dazzling starry sky.

"If you like, we'll come to the mountains every year from now on." Han Muyun stood up and shook his hand.

"Can I bring someone else?"

"Who?" Han Muyun turned around and walked over to Zhuo Yanfeng. "Who do you want to take?"

"Ouyang Yu." Pointing at the stars in the sky, he stood up and said to Han Muyun, "I will tell him that the stars are actually very easy to catch."

The hand could pluck stars!

The scenery at the top of the mountain was something that no one at the foot of the mountain could see.

Han Muyun walked to Zhuo Nianfeng's side and lowered his head to look at her.

His eyes flashed with emotions that Zhuo Nianfeng could not understand. Finally, he covered up his expression and softly said, "As long as you like it, you can bring anyone you want."

"Then he must have brought Little Yin with him. He must be very happy." Zhuo Yanfeng deliberately said.

He always hated Xiao Yin.

Han Muyun didn't say anything else and just looked at her deeply.

His eyes, which were brighter and deeper than the stars, shone with the light of the dark night.

Didn't she understand?

The premise of his earlier sentence was, "We …"

As long as he could be with her, nothing else mattered.

His request... That's all.

"Let's go back, there's dew here." Han Muyun ruffled her hair and pulled her up. Surprisingly, his actions were a bit like Ouyang Yu's, gentle and doting. "As long as you're happy, everything is fine."

Zhuo Yanfeng was at a loss as to what to do due to his abnormal words.

If it were in the past, he should have mocked her mercilessly.

Well, was it because it was a physiological period that he was so accommodating?

She remembered that Han Muyun would always be especially good when it came to his physique. He rarely brought up any excessive conditions, nor would he bother her with anything.

When he was angry, he wouldn't get angry at her. He would even buy her gifts that he had always wanted but hadn't said out loud …

However, he had been unhappy all afternoon. Why was he suddenly so gentle now?

Han Muyun held Zhuo Yanfeng's hand and walked towards the depths of the forest.

His hand was still cold from the water. He held her hand tightly, as if he was taking a child who had lost his way and couldn't find a home.

Zhuo Yanfeng suddenly felt very attached to this feeling, even unwilling to let go of his hand. Looking at the fire from afar, his heart was beating wildly.

She slightly moved her finger, feeling uneasy. An urge that she had never felt before arose in her heart — she really wanted to eat him.

'Such a good boy, such a gentle Han Muyun, I really want to eat it one bite at a time … '

He was terrified by his perverted thoughts.

Zhuo Yanfeng moved his finger even more uneasily, gently drawing circles on his warm palm.

Han Muyun held back the itch in his hand and clenched her fingers tightly.

On such a quiet and beautiful night, I really want to hold hands and walk on for the rest of my life.

Even without saying a word, they could hear each other's heartbeats and also see each other's sorrows and joys.

Zhuo Yanfeng stole a glance at Han Muyun.

His profile was perfect, and his lips, which had once been pretty, had a stubborn, casual sexiness, as if luring someone to kiss them.

"Why are you looking at me?" Han Muyun clearly didn't take her eyes off Ye Zichen, but he clearly knew her every move.

Because... His heart was all on her.

"Ugh …" Here... This place seems a little dirty. " As if there were ghosts or gods, Zhuo Nianfeng raised his other hand and pointed at his cheek.

"I'm fine." Han Muyun said as the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

Traveling in the mountains, how could they be clean and tidy?

"Oh." Zhuo Yanfeng awkwardly retracted his hand and pinched his butt, trying his best to retract his focus.

He was actually bewitched by her beauty, and he even felt like hugging her. Could it be that drinking snake blood would cause her to lose her temper?

Ah!" Snake blood!

Suddenly thinking about how he was forced to drink such a disgusting thing, Zhuo Yanfeng's originally restless heart turned cold with a "shua" sound and his stomach began to churn.

"Han Sifeng," Seeing Zhuo Nianfeng suddenly cover his mouth with his hands and look uncomfortable, Han Muyun stopped and said, "Look over there, what's that white thing floating in the air?"

Ah!" With a short scream, Zhuo Nianfeng stuck his head into his chest, trembling in nervousness. He immediately forgot the feeling of wanting to vomit.

Something white, floating, was like a ghost.

"Oh, so it's my clothes." Han Muyun let out a laugh and rubbed her head, "Idiot, don't be afraid, it's just clothes."

Zhuo Yanfeng grabbed his arm and raised his head, trembling. Sure enough, his white shirt was hanging on a nearby fire.

"You scared me again!"

"Who told you to let your imagination run wild!" Han Muyun chuckled as he pulled her to continue walking forward.

Zhuo Yanfeng's stomach no longer hurt. His lower abdomen was warm and his dantian was full of energy once again.

Han Muyun roasted the snake meat while massaging her stomach. He didn't look impatient at all.

Zhuo Yanfeng liked the obedient Han Muyun the most, just like how he was when he was young, obedient and obedient.

"Does it still hurt?" Han Muyun asked as he flipped through the snake meat.

"En, there seems to be one more point. Here, here …" Zhuo Yanfeng took his hand and moved it up a little. He comfortably laid on the sleeping bag, unwilling to part with his warm hand.

It was just like a dream …

Han Muyun obediently rubbed her stomach … It was something that only happened in his dreams, and now it had really happened.

"In the future, you can't eat anything cold during the physiological period, and even more so, you can't take a cold bath."

"I know." Lying on the ground, looking at the stars, it was beautiful and cozy.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Deep in the forest, another signal flare rose into the air.

"Sixty-two left." Han Muyun looked at the direction of the signal detonator and said in a low voice.

"You remember it so well." In fact, Zhuo Yanfeng also mentally noted down the number of signal detonators.

Twenty-four shots have been fired.

"There must be someone leaving tonight." Han Muyun said in a low voice.

The more difficult it became, the more difficult it became.

It was good that he could find Han Sifeng.

Walking with her was simply a pleasant journey.

Ah!" Don't move! " Zhuo Nianfeng suddenly saw a small bug at his neck.

Because of the fire, many small insects flew over, and Han Muyun was bitten.

"Where's the potion?" Zhuo Nianfeng crawled up and went to his side, rummaging through his backpack for the mosquito bites medicine.

"Stop looking, I threw it away." Han Muyun rubbed his neck, grabbed his backpack and threw it to the side.

"Don't scratch." Zhuo Yanfeng grabbed his neck and, borrowing the light of the fire, saw a bulge on his neck.

He didn't know if it was the Mountain Mosquitoes that bit him.

Zhuo Yanfeng took out his flashlight and observed the small bag.

Flames danced on her face, outlining her increasingly beautiful features.

Her eyes especially, were focused on examining his wounds. It was as if there was an entire starry sky inside, and her pitch-black pupils were refracted with specks of light. She was beyond beautiful.

Zhuo Yanfeng used his hand to press the bulging bag. It seemed like it was stung by ordinary little bugs, but luckily …

She dripped a bit of saliva on it and smeared it on Han Muyun's face – this was the simplest method to stop a mosquito bite when she was a child.

Han Muyun's expression darkened slightly, then he turned his head and dodged her hand.

Easily itchy... Her fingers were electrified, giving him goosebumps.

"Who told you to throw away everything? Although you don't usually use those things, it would still be very painful if you don't use them." Zhuo Yanfeng stubbornly rubbed the bag on his neck and saw a faint blush appear on his slightly tilted face.

"Dirty." Han Muyun finally said one word.

"Who are you calling dirty? I even helped you drink the venom when you were young! " Zhuo Yanfeng raised his eyebrows and rubbed his neck as he spoke.

Zhuo Yanfeng was afraid of snakes. Other than the natural fear, there was another important reason. That was because once he saw Han Muyun bitten by a snake, he was even more afraid of these silent cold-blooded animals.

When they were still in primary school, the teachers organized a spring vacation.

Han Muyun had always followed his own route, so he brought her to another path. Then, they met a manly snake …