Chapter 144 - Sleep

The outskirts of Daze.

When the rising sun pierced the clouds and the red light spread all over the earth, the first siege was finally over.

In the morning fog, the ancient border city gradually revealed its appearance after a bloody night. It was like an exhausted beast lying on this vast land. Its tattered bricks were like turned flesh. Its red moat was like blood flowing from its wounds, and mountains of corpses under the city——

Liao Jun's and Chonghua's corpses were overlapped, and ants were scattered under Daze City.

This was the first battle. Since the war was not over, no one would pick up the remains of the brothers first. Mo Xi and Gu Mang had long been accustomed to such situations.

But they still felt tired.

"Marshal Mo, will you stop attacking?"

"The other side responded in a hurry. Although the loss was heavy, overnight, their follow-up vigilance had been adjusted in place. Half an hour ago, they fell into a dilemma with us." Mo Xi shook his head. "After a long-distance attack and a night of fierce fighting, the practitioners of Chonghua are exhausted. It's not good for us to fight further. Let's stop. Retreat and camp, let them deal with the injuries and treat them separately."

"Yes!"

The practitioners of Chonghua withdrew to the outskirts of the city, built a border trench, and camped for rest.

Mo Xi also returned to his own camp. There were several guards who were busy making beds and tables, including Gu Mang. However, in order not to make the cover that Gu Mang wore too eye-catching, Mo Xi specially ordered all the guards who were distributed to him to wear masks this time.

The wind in the border area made the tent curtains rattle. Mo Xi came in and said to the busy practitioners, "I don't need so many people to decorate here. You all go out."

After a pause, he said to Gu Mang, "Just stay."

So the other guards left in accordance with the words. The curtain fell down. Mo

Xi went to Gu Mang's body, raised his hand, and took off the cover on Gu

Mang's face. "No one's here. Don't wear this anymore."

Gu Mang said, "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Not afraid," Mo Xi said. He turned around to put his cover on the bed table, and then came forward to embrace Gu Mang.

Both of them were aware of Gu Mang's nervousness. Mo Xi opened his mouth and sighed. "I'm teasing you. I have a guard array the outside the camp. Without my permission, no one can enter."

His chin was against Gu Mang's forehead.

A few moments later, Mo Xi lowered his head and kissed the top of Gu Mang's hair. He raised his hand and stroked Gu Mang's hair. He whispered, "I'm sorry. It's your army, but you can't lead it yourself. It's up to the stepfather."

Gu Mang bowed his head and said with a smile, "The northern army has almost changed its blood. If I really came back, I would be the real stepfather. Besides, what's the difference between you and me? You can't do worse than me. But one thing is true."

"Huh?"

"I can't always hide by your side."

"..."

"Mo Xi, I should do something."

In fact, he always knew that Gu Mang would say this sentence sooner or later.

He actually felt that even if he gave Gu Mang a chance to return to the past, Gu

Mang would still choose to go on the old road full of thorns.

The man with soft eyes actually had a stronger heart than anyone else.

"There will be a commission for you. But not now. At least until the second siege, you are not fit to do what I want you to do."

He bowed his head and looked up at Gu Mang. After a pause, he added, "Excuse me, Shixiong, please wait again?"

Since Mo Xi had already said so, Gu Mang had nothing to say. After a day of struggling, they were as tired as other practitioners of the northern border army. Mo Xi said, "Go to sleep first."

"And you?"

"I'll see the sand table for a while."

"You need to be more attentive to your body." Gu Mang raised his hand and poked at his heart, "After looking, rest early, brother. I'll wait for you in bed."

"..." Mo Xi coughed awkwardly because of his last words.

Gu Mang looked at him pretending to be calm and chuckled to himself. Obviously, he had resisted the people who had been lingering so many times, but he would still blush silently because of the other party's undisguised joke.

He was a little shidi… But he was so pleased.

The sand table had been pushed many times, and the path of the march, border arrangement, and route planning had also been reset many times. After that, Gu Mang fell asleep on Mo Xi's marching couch.

Even though he was the general of the first army, Mo Xi's marching couch was not much more spacious than the rest. Fortunately, Gu Mang's sleeping habit was to curl up in a small corner, as if he was afraid of occupying someone's territory. The lowliness in his bones was so pitiful and lovely in an animal-like nature.

He stared at him intently for a while, then Mo Xi went to wash and bathe. When he came back, Gu Mang still didn't move. He was curled up like a cat.

He sat down at the edge of the bed very lightly without making any more noise, except the sound of the bed sinking slightly.

Then he put on his clothes and went to bed, folded his hands on his waist and abdomen and closed his eyes to rest.

Mo Xi was really a self-disciplined person. When he lost control became angry and fierce, it was also caused by being trapped in a fog and not knowing the truth. It couldn't be said that his temperament was the same. Therefore, he and Gu Mang have solved their previous problems, and finally hoped to be treated with their true love. However, he was worried about Gu Mang's body. Instead of being like many men in the world who would hate that they couldn't occupy their love again—

Now he only hoped that Gu Mang could be well. No matter how long his memory could be maintained or how much time was left to be sober.

He just wanted him to be healthy.

...

It was a pity that the man's body and brain were not allies of the same front. When he slept at noon, Mo Xi woke up from his deep sleep in a daze, but immediately found that Gu Mang has turned over and curled up in his arms. What's more, Gu Mang's bathrobe, which he folded casually before going to bed, had spread out. Under his white shirt, he had a large, tight chest. A leg was slightly stretched forward and a □ □ was pasted on Mo Xi's body.

Mo Xi's breath condensed.

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His heart was pounding.

In this case, it was very similar to the time when they were young, before Mo Xi showed his heart to Gu Mang.

At that time, Gu Mang always liked to sleep with him.

In fact, it was not that Gu Mang liked to stick to him, but because Lu Zhanxing got in touch with a pretty female cultivator in the barracks at that time.

At that time, Gu Mang lived in a felt tent with Lu Zhanxing. Then, Gu Mang bit an apple and went back leisurely. As soon as he lifted the tent curtain, he could see that his brother and a woman were on top of each other on the couch.

Gu Mang was almost choked to death by the fruit lump stuck in his throat, and his face turned even redder than an apple. He quickly put down the curtain and ran away. Although Lu Zhanxing has apologized to him many times, it didn't help that he said, "I forgot to make the barrier accidentally" or "I didn't remember you saying you would come back tonight."

Despite Gu Mang's flirtatious appearance, in fact, at that time, he was a pure guy who had never been kissed by anyone. Seeing his brother's in-person spring palace from such a close distance, it was a terrible shock.

Gu Mang said that he was ok, but he had goosebumps all over his body. So he didn't like to go back to his tent for a while, for fear of seeing any exciting pictures, but he couldn't stay up all night? So he thought about it and decided to go to the tallest and most reliable one of his friends.

At that time, Gu Mang was in such a state of mind that he happily rolled to Mo

Xi's bed.

The reason why Mo Xi refused was strange——

"I have a habit of cleanliness."

Gu Mang said, "I'll take a bath."

"My bed is too small."

"It's OK to sleep with two."

"I'm not used to sleeping with people."

"Get used to sleeping with more."

"I don't sleep well. Maybe I will hit people in my dream."

"Oh, is it serious?"

"Yes."

"Then even more so, gege must sleep with you to correct it for you."

"..."

He had to lie mostly on the wooden couch and sleep facing the wall.

Gu Mang was very relieved and reassured when he saw Mo Xi put his clothes and lay down. His hair was not loose, and he looked clean and cold. He felt that he had chosen the right person. What a self-disciplined and serious kaolin flower he was. It was impossible for him to mix up with female cultivators in the military camp.

But what Gu Mang didn't know was what kind of desire ran in the heart of this kaolin flower. If those desires are let out freely, they will burn and burn anyone, and wash them to pieces. But this desire is born by him, and the general purpose of flood is to pour into his body.

So for a while, Gu Mang slept peacefully, far away from the nightmare brought by his brother Lu. But he brought the worst spring dream to Master Mo.

Mo Xi couldn't sleep well every night, and didn't even dare turn over. At that time, it was winter again. He was born hot and worried about the cold, so when he fell asleep, he would unconsciously cling to him. After many years, Mo Xi could still remember those nights - outside of the tent was the wind and snow, the north wind was howling, the tent was dark, and under a thick and warm quilt, Gu Mang was curled up sweetly. A hand was placed on his waist from behind him. The soft cheek is pasted on his back. From time to time, he was dreaming and rubbing.

At that time, Gu Mang really felt that Master Mo was cold and merciless, and not close to men or women. But he didn't find out what kind of restraint the "cold and ruthless, not close to men or women" young man used to suppress the ambition he had to bully him in bed.

The only thing he found was that either Mo Xi got up much earlier than him in the morning, or he would not sit up until he was out of the camp. Anyway, he didn't want to get up at the same time with him.

Mo Xi at that time was always on fire as well. Either that pair of beautiful eyes were bloodshot, or the thin lips corner had a bubble. The whole person was also always lacking sleep. There was some pale blue below the eyes, like he was staying up late.

For this reason, Gu Mang asked Lu Zhanxing anxiously, " Is my sleeping posture really bad? Did I hit him in my sleep?"

At this moment, Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang, who was sleeping in front of him. His eyes brushed over his shixiong's soft facial features inch by inch, and his clothes were slightly open… Everything was so similar to how it used to be.

When he was at his best, he thought that after many years, he would always fall in love with his Gu Shixiong.

At the most pessimistic time, he wanted to capture the treasonous man and lock him in his mansion and torture him to death.

He only didn't think that after so long and so many experiences, he would still relive the feeling of his shixiong was lying beside him and not daring to touch him easily.

In this bed, everything seemed to go back to the time when they were still young. In the middle ten of the years that rolled by, the sea of blood and famine were all written off here.

Mo Xi's heart was very hot. He looked at Gu Mang. His eyes were so soft and fiery. His love for him, his desire for him, in fact, had never been less than that of the year.

"General Mo!"

Suddenly, there was a voice from the guard outside. He called out in a loud voice, "The meal has been prepared in the dining room. All the brothers have been sent down. You can also go to the main camp for lunch!"

The little practitioner shouted loudly. Gu Mang awakened before Mo Xi. That pair of blue eyes opened, and more than ten years of time returned to them in this moment.

"Well..."

Mo Xi's voice was a little hoarse, and he said softly, "It's noon. You can eat."

"Sleepy." Gu Mang blinked vaguely. After yawning, he wanted to drill into Mo Xi's arms. "Lie down for a while..."

The bed was so small that when Gu Mang came over, he couldn't hide. There was no place to hide. So when Gu Mang clung to him and felt the familiar hardness, he freezed awkwardly.

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