At night, in the wilderness next to the official road, the horse pulling the cart closed its eyes and stood on the tree trunk and slept soundly.

Before, Li Mochou was afraid that it would not have a good rest, which would affect tomorrow's itinerary, so he wanted to overturn it and let it lie down and sleep, but was stopped by Yang Yifei, who was amused and crying.

It is impossible for a horse to lie down and sleep in the wild, this is the horse's instinct for self-protection.

Horses are domesticated from wild horses. In the wild environment, horses are hunting targets for carnivorous animals such as jackals and wolves. They do not have the ability to resist like cattle, sheep and deer with horns. The only way is to escape danger by running.

In order to escape danger quickly and in time, the wild horse did not dare to sleep on the ground and could only stand and take a nap, keeping a high degree of vigilance in case of accidents.

Although domestic horses do not have to face these dangers, their genes inherit such instincts. Therefore, only in the stables, in an absolutely safe environment can the horses lie down and sleep, and in the wild horses sleep on their feet.

The special body structure of horses can keep them balanced after falling asleep and will not consume energy, so they will not cause fatigue. Even if they sleep standing, they will restore their physical strength and energy.

A bonfire was burning not far from Jianma sleeping. Yang Yifei and Li Mochou sat side by side by side by side, drinking champagne while eating fragrant spicy hot pot.

At this time, Li Mochou was already a little drunk. Under the reflection of the fire, there was a drunken blush on his cheeks, his eyes were blurred, and the corners of his eyes were full of spring.

Champagne has a good taste and a very light taste. It always makes people get drunk without realizing it, but they don’t realize that they are already drunk. People who are drunk are always more courageous than when they are awake.

Li Mochou shook his body and suddenly leaned on Yang Yifei's shoulder, and said in a lazy and charming voice: "A Fei, these two days are the happiest days in my life."

Yang Yifei smiled and said, "No, no."

"Hmm? What can't be done?" Li Mochou raised his head with confusion, looked at Yang Yifei's smiling face, and asked in confusion.

Yang Yifei turned his head, only a few inches away from her face, and said softly: "These two days will not be the happiest day in your life, and the happy days are still to come!"

"Your name is Mochou. When you meet me, you will never have any worries again, because I will make you happy for the rest of your life."

Hearing Yang Yifei's love words, Li Mochou's heart melted and his breathing began to become rapid. She stared at Yang Yifei's clear eyes and murmured: "Yang Lang, promise me that I will never let me down."

Yang Yifei nodded slightly and said, "Even if I lose the world, I will never let you down, even if you let me down."

Li Mochou did not argue. She expressed her attitude with practical actions. She slid her head forward slightly, and her wet lips had kissed his lips.

Yang Yifei waved his hand and a single soldier tent appeared silently on the ground, with an air cushion bed inside...

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The next day, before dawn, the chirping birds in the forest woke Li Mochou from her sweet dream. When she woke up, the crazy memories of last night suddenly surged up like a tide.

Then her face turned red into ripe persimmons. She secretly looked at Yang Yifei beside her. Seeing that he was still awake, she hurriedly closed her eyes again.

However, not long after closing, I couldn't help but open it, gently turned around and looked at Yang Yifei's quiet face while sleeping.

He is really handsome, his cheeks are as sharp as a knife and axe, with clear edges and corners. When he is not smiling, this face gives people a sense of resoluteness and majesty, but when he smiles, it makes people feel like spring breeze and extremely gentle.

Li Mochou raised his body slightly, and Xia Liang was perfectly outlined her delicate and undulating figure. She slowly leaned over and wanted to secretly kiss his face.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yang Yifei's eyes did not open, but his head suddenly raised and pecked her lips with lightning speed.

"Yeah..." Li Mochou saw that his little move was discovered. It turned out that he had woken up long ago. He raised his hand so embarrassed that he pulled the quilt to his head, covering his feverish cheeks.

Hearing Li Mochou's shy moan, Yang Yifei suddenly felt how crazy those guys who could say "I punched and yelled monsters" were. Is it cute?

Yang Yifei smiled, put his hand under her neck, took her into her arms, and said softly: "Mo Chou, when we arrive in the north, I will go to the ancient tomb to propose marriage to your master, okay?"

Putting his head on Yang Yifei's chest, Li Mochou, who listened to his powerful heartbeat, heard this, the spring-filled face slightly changed, and hesitantly said: "It's better not to do it! My master has prejudice against men, I'm afraid..."

Yang Yifei said: "But I want to give you a formal marriage! Your master is your only elder in this world. Only after passing through her will our marriage be perfect. You don't want to have regrets in the future, right?"

Li Mochou was moved and sweet, but she didn't want Yang Yifei to be wronged because of this. "What if she makes things difficult for you?"

Yang Yifei gently stroked her round shoulders and said with a smile: "Isn't it normal for a son-in-law to be embarrassed by his mother-in-law? After all, if you want to marry someone who has been raising him for more than ten years, it's nothing to be embarrassed about, so I'll continue."

Li Mochou's eyes were slightly red, and his pretty face gently rubbed Yang Yifei's chest, murmured like a murmur: "Yang Lang, you are so nice."

The two of them were warm for a while. When Dongfang showed whiteness, Yang Yifei asked Li Mochou to lie down for a while and then he took the lead in dressing and getting up.

After getting out of the tent, Yang Yifei waved his hand and appeared on the open space with a tent. The ground nails at the four corners pierced into the ground to fix them.

The so-called tent for squads is a tent that can be used by soldiers of a squad, and the area is naturally quite large.

After Yang Yifei walked in, he released a bathtub, filled it with half of the bucket of water, and thoughtfully sprinkled a layer of rose petals. Then he pressed his palm on the edge of the wooden barrel, slowly exporting the Nine Yang true energy, and heating the water in the bucket.

After doing all this, Yang Yifei got back to the individual tent and carried Li Mochou together with the quilt. When he walked to the bathtub in the large tent, the quilt flew away on its own and put Li Mochou's delicate body like white jade into the bathtub.

Yang Yifei's meticulous care and consideration made Li Mochou almost lose it, and a thought arose in his heart that he would be willing to die for him.

To clean Li Mochou's body, Yang Yifei took out a set of white bras and pants from later generations, yes, lace, and then bought a white silk skirt of the same color as his clothes.

After she finished washing and dressing up, she felt a little more fairy-like. Then Yang Yifei taught her to use toothpaste and toothbrush.

I was afraid that she wouldn't help swallowing it for the first time she used it, but what Yang Yifei took out was the kind of edible children's toothpaste.

Yang Yifei is really considerate to his own woman, perhaps it is also a reason for his age!

Li Mochou is only seventeen years old, so he calculated by himself that he is already in his forties.
Chapter completed!