"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 382 Big Brother and Little Junior Brother

"Brother, it's snowing." Early in the morning, Yun Chu pushed open the door of Mo Chi's room and walked in.

Mo Chi beside the bed seemed to have just woken up, the girdle around his waist hadn't been tied yet, and his hair of blue hair like a waterfall was flowing smoothly behind him.

After hearing Yun Chu's voice, Mo Chi straightened up and turned his head to look at him. From Yun Chu's angle, he could see the man's chiseled side face and high nose bridge. With a handsome and picturesque face, Yun Chu subconsciously held his breath, his heart beating too fast in his chest.

"Brother..."

The young man quickly came to his senses, then quickly stepped forward and hugged him from behind Mo Chi, leaning his head on his shoulder, with a soft and cold voice, like a spoiled little beast.

Mo Chi looked down at the hands clasped in front of his waist, raised his hands and covered them, the corners of his lips curled up in a loving arc, and his eyes were filled with deep love and unresolved tenderness.

"what happened?"

Yun Chu shook his head: "It's nothing, I just want to hug you all of a sudden."

Hearing his answer, Mo Chi gave a low laugh, turned around and hugged him into his arms, looked at the young man's handsome and delicate face, and kissed lightly on those soft lips.

Seeing the joy and trust in those clear eyes so close at hand, Mo Chi's heart swelled and warmed like dough with yeast powder added.

There are two days left before Yunchu's birthday, he vowed to protect the child with his life for the rest of his life, and finally he will grow up.Thinking about the extremely dangerous factor in Qingyue Zhai, Mo Chi held Yun Chu in his arms, where the young man couldn't see, the blackness in his eyes was so thick and sticky that it couldn't be melted.

"Brother, it's snowing, you can go out for a walk with me." Yun Chu in his arms raised his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

"it is good."

The two simply tidied up and went out the door. The Chihuo sword was glowing red, and the sword became bigger, and it flew into the sky with the two of them.

The world under his feet gradually became smaller. Yun Chu stood in front of Mo Chi, behind him was the man's generous and warm chest, on his waist was the man's strong and powerful arms, and beside his ears was the howling cold wind, everything was so peaceful and wonderful.

Yun Chu softened his body and leaned against Mo Chi's arms. The man's wind-shielding barrier shut out all the cold wind. Yun Chu lowered his head and looked at Chang Qing, who was as big as a peanut under his feet and wrapped in snow. Pai, the light in his eyes flickered.

"Is it cold?" A gentle breath passed by his ears, followed by Mo Chi's deep and pleasant voice.

Yun Chu shook his head, Mo Chi smiled lightly, and hugged him even tighter.

"Brother, let's go to the back mountain." After the two of them flew for a while, Yunchu said.

Mo Chi didn't speak, but the Scarlet Fire Sword under his feet automatically turned in one direction, and within a short while, brought the two of them to a smooth landing.

The forest in the back mountain was silent, and the sound of the waterfall not far away could be heard faintly.

Mo Chi put away the Scarlet Fire Sword, took Yun Chu's hand and walked forward unhurriedly following the sound, the shoes made a "creak" and "creak" sound when stepping on the snow, which echoed the sound of the water flow, and naturally into a song.

The two of them walked slowly in the forest, one red and one white, and occasionally a gust of wind blew by. The gray-brown branches could not bear the weight of the snow and bent over, and the white snow fell down rustlingly. The top of the head and shoulders were dyed a layer of white.

Mo Chi saw the snowflakes on Yunchu's shoulder from the side, stopped and raised his hand to gently brush them away. Yunchu looked at him, saw the snowflakes on the other's head, and also saw his own snow-covered head from those deep black eyes look.

For some reason, Yun Chu suddenly laughed, and the way his brows and eyes were curved became a bright color in the world.

Looking at the smile on his face, Mo Chi couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked.

Yun Chu blinked, and the hand held by the man moved slightly, interlocking his fingers.

"I've heard a saying before, 'If he drenches the same snow in the morning, he will be considered gray in this life.' Brother, do you think we are gray now?"

Mo Chi frowned slightly, and held his hand tightly: "It doesn't matter, we will always be together until we really grow old."

Yun Chu smiled and said nothing, lowered his eyelashes, with a docile and well-behaved look.

The two continued to walk forward, and the sound of water in their ears gradually became clearer. After a while, a waterfall that was braving the cold appeared in front of them. A thick layer of frost formed around the cold pool, and the greenery on the shore The vegetation is wrapped in ice, reflecting the crystal clear light under the natural light.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yun Chu took a deep breath of the cold air, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Mo Chi has been quietly by his side all the time, worried that the temperature here is too low and the young man will not be able to bear it, so he stood for a while and said, "Xiao Chu, it's cold here, let's go back."

Yun Chu opened his eyes and looked at him: "Brother, the day after tomorrow is my birthday, have you prepared a gift for me?"

When the young man opened his mouth abruptly, Mo Chi was startled for a while, then he smiled after realizing it, "Of course."

Yun Chu also laughed: "May I know what it is?"

Mo Chi shook his head, twitched his brows slightly, pretending to be mysterious and said: "The secret, you will know when the time comes."

Yun Chu seemed to have known that he would say such a long time ago, he sighed pretending to be disappointed, and dragged out his voice: "Ah..."

Seeing his cute look, Mo Chi couldn't help but want to hug him into his arms and rub him fiercely. Just when he was about to follow his heart, the young man raised his eyes to look at him again. Against the background, the brilliance shines like two fine gems.

"Senior brother, can I ask for a birthday gift myself?"

Hearing what he said, Mo Chi couldn't help laughing: "How can I choose by myself?"

Yun Chu grabbed his sleeve and shook it gently from side to side: "Just say if you can."

Mo Chi's heart was about to melt, not to mention just asking for a birthday gift, even if he wanted the stars in the sky, he would grab them back with him.

"Okay, Xiao Chu, tell me, what do you want?"

"Hmm..." Yun Chu tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled with his eyes bent, "I haven't made up my mind yet, I'll tell you on my birthday, my brother will give you whatever I want, right?"

"As long as Xiao Chu wants, no matter what, the senior brother will give it."

Yun Chu stretched out his hand to hug him, buried his head in the man's heart, he could hear the strong heartbeat of the man next to his ears, the corners of his lips curled up, the crimson light in his eyes flashed past, all emotions were suppressed .

"You can't break your promise..."

Mo Chi hugged him, his voice was low and gentle: "Well, I will never break my promise."

The two stayed outside until the evening, and they didn't go back until small snowflakes began to float in the sky again.

Mo Chi was worried that Yunchu's body would catch a cold, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to sneeze and show signs of a cold.

Yun Chu hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook ginger soup for someone, and then went back to the room with it.

Mo Chi sat by the bed, his face pale.

"Brother, drink the soup and go to bed early."

Yun Chu handed over the bowl in his hand, and watched the man raise his head and drank without leaving a drop, the expression on his face under the dim candlelight could not be seen clearly.

After Mochi finished drinking, Yunchu watched him lie down on the bed and closed his eyes. He didn't move slightly until his breathing became long and long.

Leaning over and kissing gently on the warm and soft lips, an inaudible voice sounded softly in the quiet room, with reluctance and farewell: "Brother, I'm sorry..."