The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

at dusk--

Jiang Yunluo hurriedly walked into the courtyard with the decoction, but stopped at the door and did not go in.

The emotion called "distressed" really bothered her all afternoon.

Because I have never felt such an emotion before.

Suddenly I realized that there was something unspeakably awkward about it.

She thought that people like him and Ling Fengshuo never needed other people's love.

But when it really fell on me, I realized that it was not an emotion that could be controlled at all.

She couldn't help but want to get angry when she saw Ling Fengshuo's look, which was the best proof.

Take a deep breath—

Jiang Yunluo decided to be as natural as possible when she saw him later.

After calming down, she was ready to open the door and go in.

But before he could take action——

The door in front of him was suddenly opened from inside.

"I hear you've been standing outside the door for a long time, why don't you come in?"

With Ling Fengshuo's sharp ears, he had already heard that it was her.

"Nothing, I was just wondering if I missed some medicinal ingredient."

Jiang Yunluo made an excuse at random, then walked in and put the medicine in her hand on the table.

This time, there was no need for urging. Ling Fengshuo directly picked up the bowl and drank it all in one breath.

He turned the bowl over again and waved it in front of her eyes, indicating that he didn't have a drop left.

Jiang Yunluo: "..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

He drank so quickly that the two of them had nothing to say.

Jiang Yunluo lowered her eyes and glanced at the empty bowl, then turned around again.

"Now that you've finished drinking, let's take a rest."

"Yao'er! Where are you going?"

Ling Fengshuo grabbed her sleeve, his expression anxious and a little tentative.

Jiang Yunluo's expression changed slightly and she deliberately didn't look at him.

"Of course I will go back to my room and rest."

"Isn't this your room?"

Ling Fengshuo took half a step forward, his chest almost touching her back.

The corners of Jiang Yunluo's lips curled up: "Then you go out. There are plenty of places in this village anyway. You can live wherever you want."

Ling Fengshuo: "..."

Of course he wants to stay!

Knowing that there was no point in going around in circles with her, his eyes dimmed, and he simply stopped keeping his distance and pulled her into his arms forcefully, saying softly: "How many nights can you take me in your room?"

He had been lying on the bed that smelled of her all day.

After a slightly reluctant glance, Ling Fengshuo lowered his posture again and said, "I'm laying the floor, is that okay?"

"not good."

Jiang Yunluo refused without thinking.

He was injured, and she couldn't do anything like "abusing a patient".

The atmosphere became quiet again.

Jiang Yunluo pursed her lips and couldn't help but curse in her heart.

what is she doing?

When did you become so blunt when speaking?

Either stay or go!

Accustomed to cutting through messes with a quick knife, Jiang Yunluo disliked herself for being like this. She coughed lightly and was about to say that he could stay if he wanted to, but her body suddenly jumped into the air!

Ling Fengshuo actually picked her up directly, swept the door with a slight crack in his hand, and he was already at the bedside!

"Ling Fengshuo, you..."

"Yao'er, just think I'm shameless. Anyway, I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to be by your side."

Such rogue words were spoken seriously.

His hands also wrapped tightly around her waist, and her chin rested on his shoulder.

She was obviously much taller than Jiang Yunluo, but at this moment, she seemed like a large animal that had been wronged and wanted to nestle into her arms.

Jiang Yunluo's fingertips paused in the air for a moment, then finally landed on his shoulder and patted him gently.

He said with a bit of fun: "If you stay, you will stay. Is His Highness King Shuo acting coquettishly?"

These two words will probably never be associated with Ling Fengshuo in this life.

But unexpectedly, the person in his arms said without hesitation: "So what if I act like a coquettish person in front of you?"

The man's voice was deep and mellow, but it had nothing to do with the word "jiao".

However, Jiang Yunluo's face felt hot when she heard it, and her heart trembled for a moment.

"Have you noticed that you seem to be getting better at talking?"

"is it?"

Ling Fengshuo finally moved away from her shoulder, stepped back slightly, and looked at her, his eyes full of smiles reflecting hers.

Then his chin was suddenly lifted by a slender fingertip.

Jiang Yunluo squinted her eyes, as if sizing up the person in front of her.

It was the first time for a woman to lift her chin and "appreciate" her like this. Ling Fengshuo was a little surprised at first, but then he moved closer to her very cooperatively, as if he wanted her to see it more clearly.

It seemed that in front of her, no matter what he did, he felt that he could no longer take it for granted and that it was a matter of course.

next moment--

"Let me see if you act coquettish again? Let me see, how thick-skinned is King Shuo now..."

Jiang Yunluo's thin lips parted slightly, and a little playfulness overflowed from her eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Fengshuo's eyes dimmed suddenly.

Of course he can't act coquettishly.

Just now I just wanted to get close to her out of instinct.

but……

If she wants to see...

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly tilted his head slightly and moved closer to her.

The two of them were so close that for a moment, even their breaths blended together.

Jiang Yunluo's heart skipped a beat.

Then he felt a slight itching on the tip of his nose.

It was Ling Fengshuo who nuzzled hers gently with the tip of his nose.

At such a close distance, the burning light in his eyes made her feel a little palpitated.

The thunderous heartbeat rumbled in his ears.

"Is this coquettish?"

Jiang Yunluo raised her eyebrows.

The four eyes met, like fire igniting the air.

Ling Fengshuo tilted his head slightly, and pressed his lips to hers impartially.

The kiss came so naturally.

Jiang Yunluo didn't refuse, and the hand that hooked Ling Fengshuo's chin went up to his shoulder.

It is a proactive and responsive signal.

Having just experienced life and death, Ling Fengshuo now wished he could see the person in front of him all the time, felt her initiative, and immediately deepened the kiss.

The fingertips were clasped together at some point.

The person was also held firmly in his arms.

I do not know how long it has been--

"Well……!"

Jiang Yunluo suddenly let out a muffled groan, as if she had hit something.

Ling Fengshuo instantly let go and hurriedly lowered his head to check, then his breath suffocated.

The person in front of him had red cheeks and misty eyes.

I don't know when most of my clothes fell off my shoulders.

But the skin that was supposed to be crystal white was now tinged with a dark purple color.

"How did you do it? Why didn't you tell me?"

Ling Fengshuo asked subconsciously.

Without waiting for her answer, she already had the answer in her heart.

It must have been that during the hand-to-hand fight with the horse bandits, he hit the stone wall and never dealt with it, so it became miserable and a little swollen.

"I am fine."

Jiang Yunluo pulled up her clothes without caring.

"Can you still call it okay after a collision like this?"

Ling Fengshuo had no choice but to find the wound medicine he had brought with him while he was talking.

Then she heard her retort: ​​"I learned it from you."

Ling Fengshuo made a move.