Huo Nian, "Just leave two people over there to watch."
"After what happened tonight, no one will dare to cause trouble again."
The psychic thought so too and returned to the iron guardrail gate to stand guard.
Huo Nian walked towards the camp of ordinary psychics again.
He had the soldiers smooth down the sleeping psychic and add more firewood to their fire.
As for the group of people from aristocratic families who pretended to be knocked unconscious, he did not point it out.
As long as these people don't cause trouble, they can act however they want.
Huo Nian walked towards the small house, took a shower inside and returned to the tent. He told the two psychics outside the tent to be careful of the deputy captain and others, and then he entered the tent.
As soon as Huo Nian reached the big bed, a soft and fragrant little body threw itself towards him.
Huo Nian bent down and kissed Anyang, then held Anyang in his arms and laid on the bed, coaxing him softly, "Go to sleep! Nothing will happen again."
"Um."
Anyang snuggled into Huo Nian's arms.
“Cough cough cough…”
Huo Nian coughed violently.
Anyang crawled into his clothes, poked his head out, and looked at him with a confused look on his face as he coughed.
Huo Nian took a deep breath and suppressed the beast in his heart.
Anyang put her two small hands on his chest and leaned on him. It was a sign of good composure that he didn't go berserk immediately.
Anyang, who was lying comfortably on his chest, looked up at Huo Nian, confused.
In his memory, he seemed to sleep with Huo Nian like this! Was he mistaken?
Anyang was not wrong, he had indeed attacked Huo Nian in this way before.
One time, Huo Nian lifted the quilt and saw Anyang wearing a kitten bell, smiling and flirting with him blatantly.
The next day he woke up with dark circles under his eyes, and his parents asked him if he had secretly kept a cat.
I do have a cat, and it’s a little naughty cat that likes to climb on the bed.
"Huo Nian?"
Anyang called Huo Nian in confusion, asking him to come back to his senses.
"Be quiet and go to sleep."
Huo Nian quickly pushed Anyang's head down from his collar and let Anyang come out of his clothes.
Anyang, who was kicked out, immediately looked up at Huo Nian with a wronged look and tears in his eyes.
"Huo Nian, don't you like it?"
Who the hell doesn't like it? I fucking love it! But the location doesn't allow it.
Huo Nian took a deep breath desperately.
"It's okay, I'll change to something else."
Anyang said softly, raising his hand to take off his white shirt.
"Fuck, you goblin."
Huo Nian hurriedly held down Anyang's hands, his rationality already breaking.
Anyang, with his hands held down, was confused.
Suddenly he blinked and stared at Huo Nian's body in confusion.
"Damn it, you don't know how to spell death, do you?"
Huo Nian quickly covered Anyang's eyes and cursed frequently in his anxiety.
Anyang, who was sitting obediently with his eyes covered, was full of questions. He was still recalling what he had just seen and tilted his head: What is that?
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