The elder gave the order that all medicines used to treat Yi Mu should be given in a way that would lead to a swift recovery.
There was only one bed in the room.
Zong Ao took a quilt and spread it on the floor, giving the bed to Yi Mu.
It's already deep winter at this time of year. Although the temperature in the rainforest is much higher than outside, it's still not summer.
The bed is big enough to sleep three people.
Yi Mu invited Zong Ao to sleep with him. He wasn't a woman, so there was no need for him to be so wary of Zong Ao.
Zong Ao had no reason to refuse, so he nimbly climbed onto the bed, with a thin blanket separating the two of them.
Rainforest areas are humid, and the air is sticky.
Imu's wound healed very slowly because the bed board was hard and it was very uncomfortable to press on the wound.
He couldn't sleep soundly, his mind constantly shifting between Guan Shengye's worried face, the events at the flower shop, and the faces of everyone at the banquet.
In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, I felt myself being embraced in a warm hug.
Something was placed under him, carefully protecting his wound.
The embrace was so familiar, with a faint smell of tobacco and a warm body temperature. The way he was held was no different from before.
Yi Mu snuggled closer into the embrace and drifted off to sleep with peace of mind.
Zong Ao opened his eyes and gently kissed his forehead.
He felt a little grateful for the unexpected event, which gave him and Yi Mu so many opportunities to spend time together.
Even though he knew it was all just a dream in the end.
Once he finds an opportunity to send a signal to the nearby troops stationed there, and they are rescued, his dream will end.
He doesn't think about tomorrow; he only cherishes the present, as if these days were stolen.
Late at night, after flying for several days without proper rest, Guan Shengye told everyone to rest where they were and continue their journey at dawn.
They had been trapped in the rainforest for a long time, and their compass had malfunctioned for some unknown reason, making it impossible for them to find their way.
Guan Shengye had a premonition that Yi Mu was very close to him.
He plans to forgo high altitudes tomorrow and instead travel light, heading into the forest to search.
Yi Mu slept soundly until dawn, the bed beside him still warm.
His wound has scabbed over and doesn't hurt as much as it did a couple of days ago. It's true that you need good medicine to heal quickly.
Stepping off the damp carpet, Yi Mu walked to the window and took a deep breath.
Although the air in the rainforest is humid, it is a natural oxygen bar.
He stretched, opened his eyes, and the window opposite him suddenly opened without warning.
"Oh! Fuck me!!"
Early in the morning, a live sex show was taking place across the street.
Dora was naked and pinned down by the strong Nicole.
He was white, thin and pale, and being overshadowed by the dark-skinned Nicole, he looked incredibly erotic even without doing anything.
What's more, they were completely unashamed and shameless, passionately making love while pressed against the window.
Both of them were engrossed in their work, and since the window wasn't very high, everything was visible to Yi Mu.
Foreigners' penises are indeed very large, and Dora's moans are incredibly loud; he's so turned on that his eyes are rolling back in his head.
Yi Mu had no intention of watching others make love; he stepped back and closed the window.
Dora suddenly raised his voice, as if he wanted the whole tribe to know what he was doing.
"Oh! oh! Yeah! Fuck, me!"
Yi Mu looked over, his face flushed and his heart pounding.
Dora stuck out her long, pink tongue at him, like a snake, and looked at him provocatively.
Yi Mu slammed the window shut, and as soon as he turned around, he bumped into Zong Ao, who was carrying medicine and water.
The water was spilled, wetting Zong Ao's clothes.
In a panic, Yi Mu grabbed his clothes to shake off the water droplets, and his hand inevitably touched Zong Ao's body.
The shouts from the other side grew louder and louder, a live broadcast of a palace opera.
Zong Ao was a man, and his sweetheart was right in front of him, yet his cheeks and ears were flushed red.
He couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed Yi Mu's hand, and said helplessly, "Stop it."
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