Chapter 61 Self-inflicted Misfortune
After eating noodles, Wu Jiong saw that Jian Mo was still in a low mood, so he let him rest in the room and took the bowl to wash.
Jian Mo's eyes followed Wu Jiong all the time.
After washing the bowl, Wu Jiong came over and touched Jian Mo's forehead with his hand. He was relieved to make sure that he was not uncomfortable.
Wu Jiong said, "There is water in the pot, take a hot bath."
Jian Mo nodded, "I'll get the soap."
Taking a hot bath does help to relax, but Jian Mo still misses home and his mood fluctuates a bit today.
After getting into the warm quilt, he tossed and turned but still couldn't fall asleep. After
Wu Jiong finished taking a bath and lay down beside him, he went over and hugged Wu Jiong, smelled the smell of his skin, and sighed softly.
Wu Jiong bent down and kissed him: "Go to sleep."
Jian Mo lay quietly on the bed, waiting for sleep to come.
After waiting for a long time, the moon outside the window rose, but he still couldn't fall asleep. He could only close his eyes and count the stars outside.
He didn't fall asleep, and Wu Jiong accompanied him, but he didn't fall asleep either.
Wu Jiong thought he didn't know, but in fact he could hear it from his not-so-smooth breathing.
After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, Jian Mo suddenly said: "How about I go get some snow pearl wine? Maybe you'll feel better after drinking it."
Wu Jiong: "It's cold outside, I'll go."
Wu Jiong quickly came up with the snow pearl wine. In order to prevent Jian Mo from drinking cold wine, he also took a pot, placed the pot on the charcoal basin in the corner of the room, and poured the wine in to warm it.
Jian Mo leaned against the head of the bed, watching his delicate movements, feeling something swelling up from his chest, making his heart sour.
Wu Jiong turned around and saw his expression, then walked over and touched his forehead, his eyes showing worry.
The wine was soon boiled.
Snow Pearl Fruit Wine is indeed one of the best fruit wines here. It tastes sweet and smooth, with a strong fruity aroma and good wine taste. The alcohol content should not be low.
After taking two sips, Jian Mo's thoughts became a little drifting, and his eyes became blurred.
Wu Jiong came over, put his arms around his waist, and touched his cheek, trying to confirm his condition.
Jian Mo reached out and pulled Wu Jiong's hand down, touched his cheek against his palm, and then stopped moving.
Wu Jiong let him stick to him for a while, freed his other hand to pull the quilt, shook it gently, and tried to cover him.
However, Jian Mo reached out and hugged Wu Jiong's waist, and murmured in a slightly hoarse voice: "What should I do? I'm still not sleepy."
While he was talking, he rubbed into Wu Jiong's arms and buried his cheeks in Wu Jiong's abdominal muscles.
Wu Jiong was only wearing a thin short-sleeved pajamas, and the hot air he exhaled stimulated his breathing, and his abdominal muscles were tense.
After a while, Wu Jiong whispered: "Lie down for a while, you will slowly feel sleepy."
Jian Mo was reluctant to let go: "What if you're still not sleepy?"
His slightly hoarse voice rang out, and his breath sprayed in Wu Jiong's ears, and Wu Jiong's body became stiffer.
Jian Mo smiled, stretched out his hand to rub Wu Jiong's abdominal muscles, and then moved all the way down.
Wu Jiong grabbed his wrist to prevent him from moving, but was reluctant to let go, so he rubbed the thin skin on his wrist with his thumb.
The blood vessels were throbbing under the skin, and it was very noticeable.
Jian Mo let him rub his wrist, and after a long while he said: "Do you want to do something else? You can fall asleep when you are tired."
The hint of this was too obvious. Wu Jiong's eyes suddenly turned dark. After a pause, he forbearingly said: "Nothing is prepared at home."
Jian Mo: "Yes."
As he said that, Jian Mo turned over and got out of bed, went barefoot to the cabinet beside the bed, took out the jar that he had stuffed under the cloth before, and shook it in front of Wu Jiong's eyes.
"Look, it's ready." Jian Mo said.
Wu Jiong's eyes became darker as he looked at Jian Mo, as if to confirm whether there was any element of joking in his expression.
Seeing that Wu Jiong did not respond, Jian Mo chuckled a little in anger, leaned closer and whispered, "Brother, is it not possible?"
Then, Jian Mo added in a considerate whisper, "Is it because you drank?"
As he spoke, his hot breath made his lips look even more rosy.
Wu Jiong put his arms around his waist and bent down to kiss him, "No, it's not impossible."
Jian Mo didn't know whether the giant wolf was originally fierce or it looked particularly fierce after drinking.
He soon regretted his provocation.
Not only did he sleep exceptionally well that night, he also slept exceptionally deeply.
It was not until the afternoon of the next day that he opened his eyes and woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he tried to lift the quilt and get out of bed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved his arms, he felt an indescribable soreness from his arms. When he moved again, his whole body felt sore, especially his hips, as if they were torn apart.
He sucked in a breath of cool air and dared not move. Even when he was exercising the most, he had never fallen into this situation.
The memory of last night suddenly surged up from the depths of his mind. He lay on the bed and sighed weakly.
He didn't drink much before, and he didn't know that he was a little crazy after drinking.
He deserved it.
Jian Mo twisted twice on the bed. Wu Jiong came up from downstairs after hearing the noise. He came over worriedly and lowered his head to touch his forehead: "Still very uncomfortable? Let me rub it for you again."
Jian Mo said hoarsely with a breath of cold air: "Rubbing is useless, it's just muscle strain."
Wu Jiong frowned and looked a little self-blaming.
After thinking about it, Jian Mo was too wild and couldn't blame Wu Jiong. He sighed and said: "Maybe it's because I was too comfortable last night."
Wu Jiong's ears turned red, but his face was calm: "I'll go get you some water. Do you want to eat?"
Jian Mo: "Yes. Carry me down, I don't want to move."
Wu Jiong said "um" softly, picked up Jian Mo and walked downstairs. When going downstairs, he didn't take the escalator, but jumped directly from the second floor.
His movements were so light that Jian Mo hardly felt the vibration.
When they got to the first floor, Wu Jiong carried Jian Mo out of the door and let him sit on a stool, then brought him a toothbrush branch and a cup.
After Jian Mo finished washing weakly, Wu Jiong carried him back and put him on the mat in front of the table: "I made noodles for you, have some."
Jian Mo looked at the noodles he brought over in surprise: "It looks really good."
Wu Jiong: "I learned from you."
After taking a bite, Jian Mo said: "It's delicious."
Wu Jiong touched Jian Mo's forehead again: "Eat slowly, and we'll sleep for a while after eating."
The sun was shining outside, and Wu Jiong didn't know when he had washed the sheets and quilt covers.
The sheets and quilt covers were hung in the yard, swaying gently with the breeze, emitting a scent of soap.
After eating the noodles, Jian Mo said, "I want to go outside to bask in the sun."
Wu Jiong wanted to carry him to the yard. He waved his hand, stood up and slowly moved to the yard. He took the cushion that Wu Jiong brought over, put it on the chair, sat down slowly, leaned on the backrest, and smiled, "Actually, our life is pretty good now."
Wu Jiong accompanied him, "Yeah."
The two of them basked in the sun in the yard. Jian Mo played with Wu Jiong's hands for a while, got interested, and urged him to change back to beast form.
Wu Jiong turned into a giant wolf as requested, walked to the yard and lay down.
Jian Mo climbed on him, stroked his warm and soft belly, lay down, and sighed while basking in the sun.
It feels good.
Sure enough, this is the right way to sunbathe.
Under Jian Mo was the warm and soft body of the giant wolf. The warmth of the sun made him feel extremely comfortable and he fell asleep quickly.
This was the scene when Qingkuang came over. He wanted to wake Jian Mo up, but the giant wolf glanced over and asked him not to speak with his eyes.
Qingkuan got the hint and had to give up the idea of calling Jian Mo. He asked the giant wolf softly: "Are you sick?"
He saw that Jian Mo's face didn't seem to be very good. He had dark circles under his eyes, but his lips were unusually red. He might have a fever.
The giant wolf shook his head gently to indicate that he didn't.
Qingkuan: "Just taking a nap, right?"
The giant wolf opened his mouth and silently asked him what was the matter?
Qing Kuang: "The wind changed today, and it will probably be cold again tomorrow. I wanted to ask if you guys want to collect alkali?"
In addition to being used to make glass, alkali can also melt impurities in metals and can also be used to make soap.
Their tribe has a great demand for alkali, and they have sent many people to collect alkali during this period.
However, this kind of good stuff is never too much, no matter how much. When the weather gets cold, more alkali will condense in the salt lake. They can take this opportunity to collect a batch and store it for use in other seasons.
The giant wolf nodded, indicating that it could be arranged.
Qing Kuang said softly: "Then I'll ask someone to go, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."
The giant wolf nodded again. Qing Kuang understood that when the giant wolf spoke, his stomach would rise and fall slightly, which would disturb Jian Mo who was sleeping soundly on his belly, so he was reluctant to make a sound.
I never knew this guy could be so considerate before they fell in love.
Qing Kuang took one more look, felt a little tired, waved and left.
Jian Mo didn't even know Qing Kuang had been here, nor did he think there was anything special about the daily alkali collecting in the tribe.
The next day, Wu Jiong took the young people in the tribe to collect alkali with vine strainers.
Jian Mo still didn't feel well, and after eating the breakfast made by Wu Jiong, he strolled in the tribe - he felt much better today, and it wasn't a big deal to walk slowly.
The sun was shining outside, and it was quite comfortable to stroll.
The kids in the tribe saw him come out, and they swarmed over to play with him.
After hearing that he was not feeling well, they left considerately again.
Jian Mo strolled to the open space of the tribe, where Zhou Fu and the others were weaving and chatting, all talking about some gossip from the tribes.
He found a place to sit down, basking in the sun and listening slowly.
Zhou Fu looked at him several times.
He noticed, ignored, closed his eyes and dozed off in the sun.
He fell asleep outside, and when he woke up again, the people around him had dispersed, leaving only Zhou Fu staring at him with gossip flashing in his eyes.
Zhou Fu watched him close his eyes, stroking his lips meaningfully: "Your lips are so red today, and they seem to be a little swollen."
Jian Mo himself has a handsome appearance, with lips that are neither thick nor thin. Now that they are red and swollen, they immediately look exceptionally plump, and his temperament has also changed a little.
Being seen, Jian Mo didn't care. He reached out and touched his lips: "Really?"
Zhou Fu nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
Then, Zhou Fu moved closer and whispered: "You and the clan leader, did that?"
Jian Mo admitted generously: "Yes, what happened?"
Zhou Fu's gossip on his face instantly turned into exclamation, and he gave him a thumbs up.
Jian Mo remembered and moved closer to him: "Ask you something."
Zhou Fu thought he had something serious, his face became serious, sat up straight and replied: "Ask."
Jian Mo chuckled: "Where did you get the ointment you gave me? It's quite useful."
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