"Mother of the house?" Mo Xiaohuan repeated these four words and suddenly laughed, "I like these four words, hehe."
Yu Beiming pulled her lips and smiled, hugged her and walked to the tent not far away, "I'm tired today. Go to bed early. We have to travel tomorrow, and you are still two people."
Mo Xiaohuan was dissatisfied, "They haven't rested yet, and you want me to rest. It's too much. I won't do it!" He turned around and walked back to the bonfire.
Yu Beiming fished her into the tent with his long arm, "You have to do it even if you don't want to. Get some rest quickly. Don't blame me if you're not feeling well tomorrow."
Mo Xiaohuan raised her lips, "Will you come with me tomorrow?"
"No, you women ride in carriages, and we men ride horses," Yu Beiming said. Seeing her little face, he stepped down and said, "But we can come together during the break." He held back his laughter and pinched her nose.
Mo Xiaohuan still couldn't help but wrinkled her nose, "Okay, I'm going to rest." She took the initiative to go to the bed and lie down. Seeing that he didn't move, she said, "If you want to accompany them, go ahead. I'll sleep alone first."
Yu Beiming glanced at her, bent over and kissed her face, "Sleep well, I'll be back soon." He rubbed her hair and then turned and walked out.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him walking out, and her heart suddenly sank violently for a moment. She couldn't grasp the feeling and wanted to call him out, but her voice was stuck in her throat and she couldn't make a sound.
The tent was covered, and looking at the empty tent, Mo Xiaohuan felt lonely, and the feeling of emptiness in his body suddenly became stronger!
"Yu Beiming..." She whispered Yu Beiming's name in a low voice.
This is a habit. Once she gets used to calling him by his first and last name, she can no longer change it. It's like a love that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow and cannot be pulled out no matter what.
The bonfire was blazing outside the tent, but Yu Beiming was no longer in the mood. He turned slightly to one side and stared at the bonfire in a trance. He couldn't help but take out the small cloth bag that Mo Xiaohuan gave him, which she said was a security charm.
Liu Fufeng, who was weak on the side, noticed it, came to his side and said, "Is there any secret in this thing? You are so fascinated by it."
"Secret?" Yu Beiming asked unintentionally
This was an unintentional remark by Liu Fufeng, but it aroused ripples in Yu Beiming's heart. He remembered her unusual expression during the day when she wanted to throw it away but he wanted to take it back.
His heart skipped a beat and he glanced at Liu Fufeng, "Isn't this a security charm?"
Liu Fufeng didn't understand what he was talking about, so he casually said, "It's a security talisman. When a woman gives this to a man, of course it's because she cares about the man, so she will put some small things in it together with the talisman." He is
I heard it this way, but I don’t know if it is
When Yu Beiming heard this, he looked down at the small cloth bag in his hand. He opened the sewing seam with his fingers and poured out the contents, but nothing came out. He squeezed it again and felt that it was a piece of paper. Could it be that there was nothing there?
?
Take out the paper inside and look at it under the bright firelight. It's not a talisman, but a piece of white paper, folded well.
Yu Beiming was stunned, what is this?
The weak Liu Fufeng on the side was also stunned. He didn't know what it was. He thought it was a talisman. It was a strange security talisman. So he lost interest and turned back to talk about his big words.
Yu Beiming put the piece of paper away, then stood up and walked to the tent. He opened the tent and walked in. He found that Mo Xiaohuan had closed his eyes, and he must have fallen asleep.