After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 133 I will always be with you

Ling Chuan naturally had no objection to Xia Mo's suggestion, so after they had planted the rice seedlings in the paddy fields, they went to the village chief's house to buy some dried mountain products.

In addition, Lingchuan also prepared some rice and grains, intending to take them to the mountain when the time comes. After all, he couldn't bear to see his little husband suffer from poor eating and sleeping.

Another thing is that Xia Mo was very envious of his bow and arrow. Although Ling Chuan didn't say anything when he saw it, he immediately found the materials for making bows and arrows at home after buying things, such as snake skin, elm wood, cow tendon and bamboo strips, etc., and then he rushed to make a new one for Xia Mo.

In fact, it’s not that there are no extra bows and arrows in the residence on the mountain, but Lingchuan thinks the bows and arrows are too heavy. His brother is so slender, so it would be better if they were smaller and lighter.

So, when Xia Mo knew that Ling Chuan was going to help him make a new bow, he was so happy that he gave him a big hug on the spot. After the bow was made, he couldn't let it go and wanted to run up the mountain overnight to show off his heroic spirit.

Ling Chuan looked at the boy who was so excited that he started to draw a bow in the air, and asked with a smile in his cold eyes: "Do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much! Brother Ling is really versatile and is getting better and better!"

Xia Mo smiled happily. The new bow felt very nice to hold, so while expressing his love for it, he did not forget to praise the man a little.

"Haha." A low, magnetic laugh floated out from the man's lips, and then he took a few steps forward, stood beside Xia Mo, lowered his eyes and stared at him, and said slowly, "I'm glad you like it. Does Ze'er have any reward for your husband?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Mo turned her head sharply, and her beautiful bright eyes instantly met the handsome face of the man who was smiling meaningfully. She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart, thinking that this man was getting better and better at playing tricks.

So he gradually lowered his shoulders from drawing the bow, grinned, and rubbed the back of the bow with his fingers for a few times, then he deliberately dragged out the end of the tone and said to the man frivolously: "Reward, what reward does Brother Ling want? Hmm?"

As soon as Xia Mo finished speaking, she prepared herself mentally to be kissed, or to offer a kiss, because every time this man asked for benefits, it was nothing more than this.

Unfortunately, Xia Mo guessed wrong this time. The man's appetite had grown...

"I want you." Ling Chuan opened his thin lips, his voice was tender, his eyes were focused and deep, like a deep pool, reflecting the boy's smooth and delicate face.

Boom!

Although they were only three simple words, the weight of them coming out of the man's mouth was extraordinary. It seemed to carry a scalding air current, which caught Xia Mo, who was feeling somewhat complacent, off guard and burned him to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. He was stunned and could only swallow his saliva with difficulty.

It's only been a few days? I'm thinking about it again...

Xia Mo seemed to have thought of something and his cheeks turned red.

Well, no, no, his old waist has just been healed. If he continues like this, it will definitely not work!

So he blinked his curled eyelashes and said with a wandering look: "Well, we still have to walk on the mountain road tomorrow, let's change the route..."

"It's okay, we can leave the day after tomorrow, or I can carry you upstairs?" Ling Chuan approached him and said sincerely.

"..." Is this what I care about? Xia Mo's mouth twitched, and he was speechless. This man blocked his way out as soon as he opened his mouth. It seemed that he was determined to do it.

Xia Mo is troubled.

"It doesn't matter if it's a day earlier or later. Ze'er, didn't you say before that you could trust me?" Looking at the little brother who was coated with silver light by the moonlight, Ling Chuan felt that he was like a little goblin who had fallen into the mortal world by mistake and captured his heart.

Xia Mo pursed his lips: "I believe..."

"Since Ze'er believes in me, just agree to me, okay?" Ling Chuan said half teasingly and half coaxingly. His language art can be regarded as a new breakthrough. There is nothing he can do about it. He will get more greedy after tasting it.

As for Xia Mo, hesitant under the man's affectionate gaze, because they are husband and wife and lovers, so this is also an inevitable expression of love, but he... is a coward!

The tall man waited for a while, but finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Zer, if you don't say anything, that means you agree... I will be very careful..."

Ling Chuan squatted down as he spoke, and his two strong and sturdy arms wrapped around the boy's thighs. He then suddenly picked him up and turned to walk into the room filled with warm orange candlelight.

Xia Mo compromised. He put one hand on the man's shoulder and put the bow in place before entering the room. Then he lowered his head and whispered to the man, "Then... then when I say no, you have to listen to me..."

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Ling Chuan agreed and walked briskly...

That night, outside the window, the dusk was thick, the silver moon was as thin as a hook, and in the room, the red candle was burning in silence...

The next morning, Xia Mo, who had been forced to postpone his trip up the mountain for a day, finally went out with his small bow and arrow.

At this moment, he was following Lingchuan, walking on the quiet and peaceful mountain road. He looked around and admired the scenery along the way.

Sometimes they talked while walking, occasionally laughed softly, or took a break to enjoy the cool breeze and drink some warm water before continuing on their way.

So when they arrived at a courtyard in the mountains, Xia Mo knew a lot about Lingchuan's childhood. Of course, he also knew that the house in front of them was the residence of Master Lingchuan before he died, and it was left to Lingchuan after he passed away.

Talking about Ling Chuan's childhood, Xia Mo couldn't help but feel secretly distressed. At the same time, he also had great respect for the person who helped him save his life when he was young and taught him everything he knew.

It can be said that without the old hunter, there would be no Lingchuan today.

I think Ling's mother was seriously ill at that time, and Ling Chuan was only seven years old.

They were an orphan with a widowed mother, and the adult was in poor health. In order to try his luck, the half-grown Lingchuan had to venture into the mountains and look for herbs based on his memory. Unfortunately, before he could find any, he encountered a wild wolf. Fortunately, an old hunter passed by at that time.

Xia Mo thought about it, and then he looked at Ling Chuan who was taking things out of the basket one by one, and said seriously: "Brother Ling, after you have packed up, you can go and pay your respects to mother and master."

He wanted to toast and tell them that he would stay with Lingchuan for the rest of his life, supporting each other and growing old together.

Ling Chuan paused when he heard this, his cold eyes stagnated. He had originally intended to take his young husband to meet the elders, but felt that there was no urgency, so he did not tell the young man about it. Unexpectedly, the young man brought it up first.

"Aren't you tired? Why don't you go tomorrow?" He looked at the young man and asked.

Xia Mo smiled and shook his head. How could he be so delicate? "I'm not tired. The heavy things are all with you. Why should I be tired?"