I Really Like That Guy!

It is not always easy for people to live in the primitive jungle, but when there is an eleven, A Luo's life is not too difficult.

Even more interesting than before.

She doesn't need to walk after all, Eleven will carry her or hold her. She doesn't need to worry about eating. On the eleventh, she can climb trees and catch birds, and she can go into the water to catch fish. When she walks on the road, throw a stone at random, and she can hit a pheasant or rabbit. There is a fall.

At noon, the two stopped by a creek.

Eleven was busy handling the pheasant in his hand. Arlo squatted in front of a tree and looked at the plants growing on it: "Eleven, you see this grass is so strange, it actually grows on a tree."

This is a fir tree, with a few strange plants growing horizontally on the trunk. The roots are stuck in the gaps in the bark of the fir tree.

Eleven looked up and said, "That's green silk grass, please don't touch it, princess. This grass has hallucinogenic effects."

A Luo's eyes lit up, "Psychedelic? Is it serious?"

Eleven explained: "It's not too strong, but the green silk grass is hallucinogenic and difficult to detect, and it has an aphrodisiac effect. Some women in the harem will use it, so the green silk grass is also called thousands of love silk."

"Oh." A Luo responded, carefully reaching out and plucking off a few green silk grasses growing on the tree.

At noon, the barbecue pheasant was eaten, and the two chicken legs were still Aluo's. When he was eating on November, he would turn his back and turn back after eating.

Every time he saw him like this, Arlo would naively grimaced at his back, as if no one looked at his face very rarely.

Alo, she is not at all curious about Eleven's appearance!

After the two of them had lunch, they continued on the road on eleven, and Arlo took a nap on his back.

When I woke up, there was still a dense forest around, as if endless and never ending.

A Luo rubbed his eyes and looked at the endless green in front of him. He couldn't help raising his hand and tugging at the tip of his ear in front of him: "Eleven, when can we get out of here?"

Walking in the jungle with luxuriant foliage and overgrown branches, Eleven's footsteps are still not slow, he gallops forward quickly, even if he is carrying a person on his back, it seems to be as easy as walking on the ground.

However, before A Luo's voice fell, Eleven staggered suddenly and almost fell on the spot.

A Luo was so frightened that he hugged him by the neck, and the whole person was not well.

"What, what's going on?"

The man's low and hoarse voice came, with a little helpless connivance in his tone: "Princess, don't move."

A Luo widened his eyes and said angrily, "I didn't move!"

Eleven hesitated for a while before saying, "Don't touch your subordinate's ears."

Arlo: "???"

Is this man's ear something untouchable? Or some hidden switch? The reaction is so big?

Once Arlo becomes curious, she won't give up so easily. She is a willful little princess. Eleven told her not to move, of course she couldn't agree.

In fact, just as Eleven finished saying this, A Luo's sinful hand stretched out.

She lightly pinched his earlobe, and the next moment the body of the person below him froze, Arlo lay on his back, and felt this almost instantly.

This time he steadied, didn't fall, just said in a flat tone: "Princess, this is very dangerous."

A Luo smiled: "Where is the danger, I just touched your ear."

"I don't like being touched by others, it may throw you out." Shi said straight.

A Luo silently withdrew his sinful hand and settled down.

After a while, perhaps in order to ease the atmosphere, Eleven said: "After two more days at most, we will be able to reach the territory of the Yan Kingdom."

"Understood." Arlo responded casually, resting his chin on his shoulder, reaching out to grab some things he could meet on the road, drooping branches or blooming flowers, and other strange plants. , Occasionally bumped into a bird or a butterfly, she also wanted to grab a handful, like a childish child.

She plucked a small red flower from a branch and stuffed it into Eleven's bun.

His hair was twisted again, and he used a simple wooden hairpin for the hairpin, and the head of the hairpin was in the shape of a flowing cloud.

At the lakeside that day, Arlo saw him use the dagger he carried with him, cut open a piece of wood, and finally carved out this wooden hairpin.

The flower she picked was attached to the wooden hairpin, as if the withered tree on his head had bloomed again in spring.

Alo looked at it and couldn't help but laugh.

At night, Eleven usually finds a suitable place to rest. On this day, they found a small cave. There are traces of fire in the cave. Eleven said that the surrounding hunters came to hunt in the woods.

That is to say, they are going out soon.

Halfway through the night, Arlo was woken up by the cold again.

It is not yet midsummer, and here is the mountain forest with thick water vapor, and the night is always shady. Especially in the second half of the night, the dew came down and the cold became more and more intense.

As soon as A Luo sat up, a man's hoarse voice sounded in the darkness: "Princess, what's the matter?"

"Eleven, I'm so cold."

There was the sound of rustling clothes rubbing, followed by faint footsteps, and through the silver moonlight shining in through the hole, A Luo saw a tall, dark figure.

She reached out and the man took her hand.

A Luo's hand was cold, but the man's hand was warm and dry. She subconsciously clenched his fingers and rubbed both hands against it.

"Come here and warm me up. I can't sleep because of the cold," she whispered.

"Yes, princess."

Eleven's hands are very rough, while Alo's hands are delicate and tender, and when he touches his palm, there is even a rubbing pain.

He approached, sat down against the mountain wall, and Arlo snuggled into his arms spontaneously.

Because of the injury on the back of the waist, sometimes he would carry her and walk during the day. At that time, he had no other thoughts, but at this moment, A Luo's heartbeat was abnormally fast.

Maybe it was the dark night that covered everything, maybe it was only the breathing of the two of them that could be heard in the quiet atmosphere, or maybe it was the faint moonlight, which could trigger some thoughts in my heart.

Her body was stained with his temperature, as if the ship was parked in the harbor, and the whole person was surrounded by warmth and peace of mind.

"Eleven." She called him suddenly.

He deserved it quickly: "Princess?"

"You said you couldn't show your face, did you?"

The man was silent for a moment, and said in an endorsement: "Article 10 of the Dark Guard Code—"

A Luo quickly interrupted him: "Okay, I know, only death can see your face."

Seemingly feeling a little helpless, the man said hoarsely, "Sorry, princess."

A Luo touched his face with his fingertips, and said, "Since I can't look at your face, then I won't look at it, I'll just touch it, okay?"

Before he could answer, she said arrogantly: "Don't say no, I didn't see it, and you didn't violate your secret guard rules, it's not a violation!"

Eleven was silent for a long time before he said, "...Yes."

The girl's fingertips were extremely soft and touched his face, like a flower kissing his face.

She touched his eyebrows first, Eleven closed her eyes silently, her fingertips brushed his eyelashes lightly, and his eyelashes trembled unconsciously.

He could feel her pulling on his mask, and he didn't stop it.

The fingertips slid down the bridge of the firm nose, to the tip of the man's nose. His nose bone is very straight, straight and straight, and Arlo can imagine the appearance of his nose just by touching it, it must be very beautiful.

Beneath his high nose are his lips.

Surprisingly, it wasn't as thin as Arlo imagined. His lips were angular, pursed uncomfortably when she touched them, soft and warm.

A Luo's fingertips brushed the corner of his lips, rubbed it lightly twice, and then moved to his chin.

The chin was almost as she imagined, it was very hard, not the sharp shape, it was a little square, it should be the kind of a tough guy.

Everywhere, Arlo did not let go, and carefully touched it thoroughly.

At the same time, a resolute and handsome face gradually took shape in his mind with the outline of his fingertips.

In the darkness, she quietly bent her eyes, revealing a smile that no one could see.

"Princess...that's not the face." The hoarse male voice sounded like a frosted, thin and strong fingers grabbed Arlo's restless little hand and pulled her down from his neck.

"Stingy." She muttered in a low voice, recalling the feeling of the man's Adam's apple sliding in her heart.

Eleven didn't speak, he put the mask back again, and the night covered everything, including the man's red ears and dark eyes.

"Go to sleep, princess," he said in a deep voice.

A Luo was in high spirits, and was caged by the man in his arms, and fell asleep after a while. Even if he fell asleep, the corners of his raised mouth did not fall.

A day later, the two walked out of the forest.

The trees are getting rarer and rarer, and a small village can be seen in the distance, with smoke rising from the cooking.

Eleven carried A Luo into the village. There were several playful children in the village. When they saw the two of them, they all stared at them.

No matter Eleven or Arlo, they seem to be out of tune with this simple and simple village.

"Find someone, pay some money to clean up, and tomorrow we will go to the capital of the Yan Kingdom." A Luo ordered.

Eleven didn't speak, he seemed to become a little silent, but he still did as she said.

In this world, as long as you have money, everything is convenient. Eleven successfully found a farmer who was willing to take them in. The other party received the money, and they were very attentive. They cleaned up the clean house and brought hot tea and hot rice. A Luo said that if he wanted to take a bath, he went to boil the water.

Disordered lives are back on track, and disordered relationships are back in place.

That night, Arlo slept soundly. The dark guard in black hid in the shadows in the room, quietly looking at the raised shadow on the bed until dawn.

The next day, Arlo went to a farmer's house to ask for a certain hedge hat and put it on his head.

The hanging white gauze covered the girl's delicate face, and through this layer of barrier, her voice came from inside, as if it also brought a layer of invisible and intangible distance.

The girl calmly said: "Eleven, let's go, send me to have a relationship with the Lord of the Yan Kingdom."