Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows, with a faint smile on his lips: "Isn't it already in the hands of the general?"

As she said that, she took Shang Ce's hand and touched it to the side. The tentacles were soft and smooth to the touch, and were made of the same fabric as the one he was wearing now.

"right here."

"Ha... General, didn't you insist on wearing it yourself yesterday? Why are you so good today?" Nan Qiao laughed again, his tone full of ridicule.

"I..." Shang Ce was also stunned. He licked his lips twice and couldn't find anything to refute.

I must be dizzy!

Shang Ce lowered his head and cursed in his mind.

Did he have no hands? How could he ask Nan Qiao to help him get dressed?

"Sorry, I won't bother you, girl."

Shang Ce whispered to Nan Qiao sheepishly, and then he took his hand out of his grasp and fumbled for the clothes on the side.

"Eh..." Nan Qiao pushed him down easily and suddenly leaned in front of him, "I didn't say I wouldn't help the general."

"I just might ask for some reward."

A sudden sense of oppression, mixed with the faint scent of medicine, made Shang Ce hold his breath.

"Aunt... girl..."

What did she mean?

Her so-called reward, somehow, always seemed a bit unfair to him.

Nan Qiao sighed helplessly, with one hand still pressing on the back of his hand, and the fingers of the other hand hooked his scattered front, and pushed forward with force: "Does the general's mouth only speak these few words?"

The girl is always taller than the girl, and her ears are almost calloused.

too close!

Shang Ce turned his head and tried his best to avoid the people approaching. His ears were burning. He ignored what she said now and responded to the previous sentence: "No, don't bother me, girl. I will do it myself, girl..."

"Oh!" His neck was suddenly pinched, and Shang Ce's words were stuck in his throat.

Not to mention that now that he is sitting in this position, even when he was just a young man from an aristocratic family, no one would dare to pinch his neck.

Although she didn't use any force, it was just a virtual squeeze.

Shang Ce's expression went blank for a moment, his body stiffened, and he didn't know how to react.

Instinctively, he wanted to throw out a punch, but in the end he was suppressed by his reason. He gathered both hands at his side and clenched them into fists.

"The general's mouth always says things that make me unhappy." Nan Qiao opened his lips and murmured softly, and the warm breath sprayed onto his face, as if it was swept by falling petals, tickling.

Shang Ce trembled uncontrollably.

"It's full of rejection."

"Aunt...Nan Qiao, what do you want to do?"

Obviously he couldn't feel any killing intent, but somehow the atmosphere became a little dangerous, and Shang Ce swallowed nervously.

In his heart was the anger of being strangled for no reason, but also mixed with some inexplicable things.

"What do I want to do?" Nan Qiao tilted his head and chuckled, "I want to do a lot..."

"If I say it, will the generals agree?"

Business strategy: “…”

"Haha..." Nan Qiao chuckled again.

"The general is such a smart person, and I have never hidden it. How could he not know what I want to do?" Nan Qiao pulled him close by his neck, and brushed his soft lips against his bright red ears.

"You've already guessed it, haven't you?" Nan Qiao affirmed.

After all, she had already expressed her admiration for him when they first met.

"Actually, it's just a matter of time. General, just be mentally prepared."

"Don't think about running away..."

"Be good." Nan Qiao lowered her head and kissed the top of his hair, her voice as gentle as water.

Shang Ce almost trembled all over, his hair stood on end and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

He wanted to speak, but his mouth seemed to be glued shut and he couldn't open it at all.

For a long time.

Nan Qiao took the initiative to let go of his hand, then took the clothes on the side and put them on carefully for him.

As his body was wrapped in loose and comfortable clothes, Shang Ce realized that the clothes he was wearing were actually men's clothes that fit him, not women's clothes that he didn't understand.

So, he can indeed wear it himself.

However, how could he tell whether it was men's clothing or women's clothing just by touching it with his hands, so he could only think that this piece of clothing was still women's clothing based on inertial thinking.

He was teased by Nan Qiao again, just like before.

She could obviously say it directly!

Not only that, she even came to threaten him!

asshole!

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Shang Ce couldn't even count how many times this was the first time he had cursed someone.

As for whether there are any less innocent emotions mixed in, no one knows.

"General, let's take a rest." Nan Qiao went out and closed the door carefully.

In the room, Shang Ce was sitting there, the expression on his face changing. He turned red and blue, turned blue and purple, turned purple and then turned red again. It was so complicated that it was difficult to describe, and finally he was forced to calm down.

Nothing happened, nothing happened... he said to himself over and over again.

As for what Nan Qiao said about not running away?

Hehe, if I don’t run away, will there be nothing left to eat if she keeps it?

Of course, Shang Ce was not a fool. He had to wait until Nan Qiao had treated his eyes before doing anything about it.

As for Nan Qiao's life-saving kindness to him, he would not go to whoring in vain. After he returned, he would just send the reward to Thousand Medicine Valley.

After washing up last night, his flare was taken away along with his dirty clothes. It seemed like he had to find it back first.

However, based on his current state, he will probably waste a lot of effort.

Shang Ce sighed silently in his heart.

Let’s find out what’s going on here first, because we can’t just do nothing.

*

In the next few days, the treatment continued.

Although Nan Qiao chose mild treatments, the results were not bad. In just four or five days, Shang Ce could open his eyes.

Although I still can't see clearly, at least I don't have to cry when I see the light.

Shang Ce was extremely happy about this.

After all, he is a general, even if he is not a general, he is an ordinary soldier. Over the years, the education he has received tells him that men bleed but do not shed tears.

Tears are really a private thing that should not be exposed to others.

But the reality has already violated his understanding.

The total number of tears he shed in the past few days has even exceeded the total number of tears he shed in the past ten years, especially... he cried in front of Nan Qiao every time.

Even when the pain caused me to lose consciousness and shed tears during the treatment, I had to be coaxed by her like a child...

It's not that there's anything wrong with Nan Qiao's behavior, but this... is really shameful.

Every time Shang Cehui thinks about it, he wants to find a crack and bury himself in the ground.

Of course, in addition to treatment, Shang Ce also did not forget to do other things, such as looking for his flares.