He came to the waiting Wuyou with a hairpin, raised his hand to push her hair back, and put the hairpin in her hair, "My wife also needs to be beautiful when fighting monsters."
"Does it look good?" she asked playfully with her head tilted, and her white rabbit ears made her look even sweeter and well-behaved.
"It looks good. My Wuyou looks good on everything." He took her hand and continued moving forward.
Because of their huge size, Leopard Sun and Leopard Moon have been hovering in the sky on alert.
In fact, all the circuits in Changping have been paralyzed. There is not much difference between staying in the city or in the suburbs, but it is relatively safer to light a fire in the suburbs.
Before the end of the world, they secretly purchased a lot of batteries. The lighting equipment should be able to last for half a year if they use it sparingly. Fortunately, Yejia's circuit base stations are all independent, so they can store electricity when they run out.
Looking at the backs of Zuo Yang and Wuyou, Zhi Si and Lao Crocodile discussed that when the rain stopped, they should find some usable vehicles for transportation. After all, four wheels were faster than two legs.
After walking out of the city, Leopard, Sun, Leopard and Moon landed from the sky in the open square. Their bone wings spread out, and Yunwei stood up consciously. The white bones were connected like nature.
Zuo Yang, Wuyou and other hunters stood on their backs. The Yin soldiers had smart chips and were essentially dead, so they felt no pain. They continued to move forward on foot.
At night, a thunder exploded from the sky, and the rumbling thunder and lightning split the dark clouds in the night sky into pieces. The thunder snake spit out blue snake letters and weaved a large net covering the sky, and the heavy rain hit the tent with a "crash" sound.
Lying on the bed, Wuyou suddenly felt a sore throat and wanted to get up to drink water, but all the joints in her body seemed to be rusty and she couldn't move. It took a lot of effort to stand up, but... her legs wouldn't listen. I couldn't take a single step forward, and I was still experiencing bone-piercing pain.
"It got cold earlier this year." In the past years, although she was afraid of the cold, she could still move freely. This year... she just stood like that, afraid that it would be difficult to get up after sitting down. There were cloud guards keeping watch outside the tent, and she was not worried. An accident would happen to her, and Zuo Yang would not leave her alone for too long.
Sure enough, about five minutes later, Zuo Yang came in with a glass of hot milk and saw her dejected look, "Baby, what's wrong?"
As soon as she heard Zuo Yang's voice, her strong fortress collapsed instantly, and she could no longer restrain herself from crying loudly: "Husband, my legs can't move anymore..."
"Guiyin! Find Mr. Ye."
"Yes" Why can't His Highness's legs move? He jumped up and ran towards Nighthawk's tent.
Hearing her cry, Zuo Yang hugged her almost as soon as he took a breath, "It's okay, it's okay. My husband will help you sit down first."
After a while, Nighthawk came, his hand passing over Wuyou's legs at a steady speed, his calm expression only made Zuo Yang feel more uneasy. "Brother, what happened to Wuyou?"
"It's okay, keep warm. Go and boil some hot water for your master to soak his feet."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
"Zuo, don't worry. I'll write an order in the account and you can ask Fengqi to go home. You can help her warm her legs for the time being, especially her knees. Rub your hands together and apply heat on them."
"good"
After Nighthawk left, Zuoyang's warm hands kept kneading and massaging Wuyou, but the cold air still hurt her to death. She closed her eyes tightly and buried her head in his neck with a deep frown, gritting her teeth and persisting.
"Here comes the hot water, here comes the hot water..." Guiyin carried a bucket of hot water into the tent. She soaked her feet. Zuoyang also thoughtfully put on thick white cashmere socks for her and covered her with thick ones. The blankets inside the tent were smoked with herbs prepared by Nighthawk, and even the air was warm.
So much so that in the middle of the night... "Oh, it's so hot. Stay away from me."
Holding her stomach where she had just been kicked, Zuo Yang choked with anger: "Damn woman, I have to heat you to death." After saying that, he trapped the fleeing Wuyou into his arms, and closed his eyes regardless of her moans. Eyes sleep.
Just when Wuyou was about to get angry, there was another horrifying wind sound outside the tent, which frightened her into hurriedly pushing into Zuo Yang's arms. Feeling her move, Zuo Yang, who had already closed his eyes, The corners of Yang's lips raised slightly, and he thought to himself: My dear, I can't cure you yet.
However, in order to prevent her from sleeping soundly, a breeze was left inside the tent to ensure that she was not stuffy and could also help with air circulation.
After a good sleep all night, the rain had stopped early the next morning, but when I looked up, there were still dark clouds and heavy rain pouring in the direction of Changping City.
"Little lazy cat, is it time to get up?"
"Meow, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no," she said playfully, stretching out her little hand.
"Does it still hurt?" He rubbed her waist with his big hands. Nighthawk worriedly told her again last night that she needed to massage the acupuncture points on her body more to relieve her pain.
Her slender arms stretched out from the quilt and hugged his neck and breathed Chenglan: "It doesn't hurt anymore. I am so alive now that I can eat a cow!"
"Pfft, hahahahaha, little one, it turns out you are hungry. Come on, my husband will help you get dressed. You heard the news just now from the Cloud Guard. It is still raining heavily in the city. You can dress more loosely for today's rest."
"Then I want to wear a skirt." The smile on her face suddenly became enchanting, indescribably charming.
"Okay, just wear a skirt." She lowered her head and asked for a few sips of sweet dew before letting go of her rosy lips. "I asked Feng Qi to prepare a velvet skirt for you last night. I'll get it for you."
"Husband, how many clothes have you prepared for me?" Why does it feel like my husband has a treasure chest? Everything you need.
"Hmm... I didn't prepare much. I can only wear three clothes a day for about two years."
"This is... too much. Husband, how much meat have you prepared?" Her eyes glowed green when she mentioned the meat.
"Don't worry, it's enough for you." This girl is most concerned about eating. "Baby, if you feel uncomfortable, please ask Yun Wei to inform me immediately. What happened last night is only for this once, do you hear me?"
"Yes, sir"
The velvet skirt was off-white and reached below the knees, just right to match the white velvet socks from last night. Zuo Yang handed her the fluffy pink strawberry slippers.
After looking at it for a long time, he praised: "It's so cute!" His eyes were indeed extraordinary.
She deliberately staggered as she walked: "Husband, do you think I look like a polar bear that went through the winter early?"
"...This...is a bit like hahahahahaha." This girl is simply his pistachio.
"Come on, come on, let the polar bear wait for my prince to change his clothes..." he began to sing unreliably.
"Thank you for your hard work, lady"
"It's not hard, it's not hard..." The two of them sang in harmony and finished dressing and washing. Yunwei received the promise and put breakfast in the tent. Today he cooked corn, rice dumplings, and hot millet porridge.
"I love eating corn the most." She squinted her eyes slightly with satisfaction, making Zuo Yang move her index finger.
