Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 124

Xue Yu had been stubbornly covering Ning Yao's mouth, leaving only his nose open to breathe, and not letting him speak, fearing that if he let go, he would hear something he shouldn't hear.

His face was visibly red, and his fingers were slightly trembling.

It was obvious that he didn't like the man to be ambitious in kissing and other things, and this resistance was evident in his words.

Who would brazenly say in front of others that he would work hard to learn bed skills?

Ning Yao was really a very reserved person.

Ning Yao was unmoved by the restriction of his right to speak. He raised his eyes and looked at Xue Yu through the hand. Because his breathing was inevitably affected, his breath was suppressed and low.

Xue Yu's attention was not on him, and he was still in a panic to digest what he heard.

Such a close distance allowed Ning Yao to see his face clearly. His face was pale, his eyelashes were long, and his waist was so thin that it seemed that one hand could hold it. Even if he did nothing, that face could make people lose their minds.

It's no wonder that the two of them found a lame excuse to come here.

He just don't know what they said.

Will they also be like him, taking advantage of Xue Yu forgetting everything and lying to him that he is his boyfriend?

Ning Yao's eyes flashed with a dark light, and he pursed his lips slightly because of this guess, and then he had a twisted and contented thought. Even if there were other people who coaxed him, Xue Yu would only stay with him.

He is a special one among the many men who are entangled with Xue Yu.

Even if the maintenance period may be short.

Ning Yao's throat rolled slightly, and he gently held Xue Yu's wrist and stood up. Xue Yu was startled by his sudden touch, and his hand shrank back: "...What?"

Ning Yao slowly stretched out his long fingers and pointed to several boxes of trauma medicine on the table: "You have a good rest, I'll go and send something to Uncle Zhou."

After helping to catch the poacher that day, Old Man Zhou paid silver coins as he said, and also treated them to a meal. The reward given has long exceeded the value of their help.

So in return, he will also send back some practical ointments.

Old Zhou is old, his bones are brittle, not as strong as those of young people, and he often has pains here and there, so ointment is a must.

These medicines were bought by Ning Yao specially, and he wanted to send them yesterday, but he was busy looking for Xue Yu and didn't have time.

Old Zhou is a kind man, and Ning Yao is not an ungrateful person who will not get anything in return no matter how much he tries. The two of them tacitly maintain this kind of "you treat me well, and I will also give back" relationship, which fully demonstrates the social skills needed in society.

Xue Yu also stood up, raised his head and said, "I'll go too."

Ning Yao hesitated for a moment, and calmly lowered his eyes to look at his legs.

The intention of this glance is self-evident. Xue Yu can't walk for too long now. He has to sit down and rest after walking too much. Ning Yao is considering whether he can make it to Uncle Zhou's house.

Xue Yu raised his hand and squeezed out some of his exhausted strength. He pressed Ning Yao's chin and lifted it up, so that the man's eyes would leave his legs. Then he licked his soft lips and said, "I can walk."