"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 391 Big Brother and Little Junior Brother

When Mo Chi regained consciousness, he only felt a coolness on his lips, and his eyelashes, which were often like crow feathers, trembled slightly for a moment. He opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a pair of red and swollen peaches. Eye.

Mo Chi: "..."

The owner of the eyes was struggling to feed him water with an empty thin bamboo tube. After seeing him open his eyes, the expression on his face was stunned for a moment.

Mo Chi: "Yunchu..."

The young man stared blankly at him, and then tears fell down his face.

The bowl in his hand fell on the quilt, and a dark mark was printed on it. The tearful teenager desperately hugged the weak man on the bed, crying loudly, comparable to flooding Jinshan Temple.

Mo Chi knew that Yunchu would be worried when he was in a coma, but he didn't expect the child to cry so hard, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. He thought of the boy he saw in his dream. Withdrawn from the soul-like appearance, the heart throbbed in pain.

"Hey, don't cry, senior brother is still here."

Yun Chu kept shaking his head while hugging him, and thrust his head into his neck. After a while, Mo Chi felt that his neck had become wet.

Feeling distressed and helpless, he could only move his body and hug C with both hands, and then let him lie in his arms, letting him cry to his heart's content.

Half an hour later, the boy in his arms finally changed from howling to sobbing. He held Mo Chi's neck tightly with both hands, and rubbed his head against the man's neck like a puppy.

"Brother..."

The boy's voice was hoarse and soft, with a weeping sound.

"Well, I'm here." Mo Chi responded gently.

Yun Chu hugged him and didn't speak, the two of them just hugged each other and lay on the bed, the golden sunlight from outside the window slanted in, casting a layer of golden spots on the ground, the atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

After a long time, Yun Chu in Mo Chi's arms moved, propped his head up and looked at him, his eyes were as red as a rabbit.

Mo Chi couldn't hold back the corners of his lips, and teased him with a smile: "My family, Yunchu, was reincarnated by Xiaokuibao in this life, how can he cry so much, huh?"

Yun Chu looked at the corners of his raised lips, his eyes fluctuated, and after the man finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed him.

The touch on the lips was warm and soft, with a little saltiness. Mo Chi's eyes widened slightly, looking at the boy with his eyes closed and his eyelashes trembling uneasily, his heart felt soft.

Holding the person in his arms, Mo Chi deepened the kiss gently and forcefully.

The atmosphere in the room gradually warmed up with warmth and tranquility. At the last second when things got out of control, Mo Chi barely stopped the car.

"Hmm..." The lungs that were almost exhausted were filled with fresh air again, Yun Chu opened his mouth and panted violently, like a fish stranded on the beach, Mo Chi pressed on his body, watching his cheeks turn red , his eyes were foggy and blurred, and he felt a fire spreading unstoppably along his heart all the way to his whole body. He tensed his muscles, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of forbearance and restraint.

"Xiao Chu..."

Yun Chu stared at him in a daze with red, swollen and clear eyes. Mo Chi's heart throbbed, and he leaned over and kissed him lightly on the swollen lips. Then he hugged him tightly and sighed contentedly. One sound.

After the temperature in the room dropped completely, the golden sunlight outside the window was only orange afterglow.

Yun Chu looked at the person on his body, and only then did he realize what he had done in the heat of his brain. The beautiful red color spread from his neck all the way to the tips of his ears. Yun Chu couldn't help shrinking under Mo Chi, He tried to hide his whole head in it, but he failed.

Mo Chi pulled him out of his arms with the corners of his lips hooked, his dark and deep eyes were full of smile and tenderness.

"Hide from what, huh?" he asked.

Yun Chu's eyes wandered around, but he just didn't meet him.

"No... Brother, you start first..."

His paws on the man's shoulders began to push and push, the strength seemed to Mo Chi to be tickling, the man in his arms was already shy, but Mo Chi wanted to see him look even more shy.

"Why, senior brother is not comfortable kissing?"

Yunchu: "..."

How can such a thing be asked? !

Mo Chi looked at his reproachful gaze, wishing he could tear him apart, but he held back.

"Looking at this expression, I probably don't like it anymore," the man pretended to be disappointed and sighed, and was about to get up from Yunchu's body in a lonely way. "Since this is the case, it's okay for the brothers not to kiss each other in the future."

The sleeve was suddenly pulled, and Mo Chi looked down at Yun Chu's blushing but silent expression. He wanted to laugh in his heart, but his face was puzzled.

"Hi... like..."

The boy's voice sounded like a mosquito, but Mo Chi could hear it clearly, and the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

The man lowered his head and gave another lingering kiss. Mo Chi didn't let him go until the stomach of the person under him made "goo" "goo" and "goo".

"hungry?"

Yun Chu panted, lying on the bed already softened into a puddle of water, he nodded.

Mo Chi patted his head and sat up on the bed: "Lie down and rest for a while, I'll see if there's anything to eat."

Yun Chu lay on the bed and looked at him, his deer-like eyes blinked and blinked, the eyes were full of dependence and reluctance, and the hand holding his sleeve did not let go.

"Hey, I'll be back in a minute."

Yun Chu nodded after hearing what he said.

Mo Chi got up and walked out the door.

The two of them are now in a two-entry two-exit house, which looks like a farmhouse, except that they are the only family around.

The vision outside the house had become blurred, Mo Chi raised his hand and squeezed out a lighting talisman, then groped to the kitchen.

There was still some food left in the pot, presumably it was left over from Yunchu's lunch. There were neatly arranged firewood and a few green vegetables in the corner of the kitchen. Mo Chi thought about the people in the room, so he only picked the last one. Simple to do.

When he returned to the house with the food, the person on the bed couldn't wait to come out to find him.

When Yun Chu saw him, he pursed his lips, as if he had been wronged: "Why have you been here for so long..."

Mo Chi: "I'm sorry, brother, please hurry up next time."

The man's good-tempered apology made the young man's ears blush. When he borrowed the bowl from the other party's hand, Yun Chu looked at the steaming food, his eyes became hot, and he almost cried again.

But he held back anyway, just sniffed, and then ate with a sullen head, mouthful after mouthful, with hard-won treasure in his movements.

When Yunchu finished eating and the two were lying on the bed, Mo Chi realized that it had been half a year since Liu Qinghong blew himself up.

He actually fell asleep for half a year!