After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

Because of the last sentence, Zhaoyan's heart was itchy all afternoon. After all, this was the first time Xiaodong offered to talk to him about something, so when Changling came back in the evening, Zhaoyan immediately wrapped him in his arms and couldn't wait to ask. : "What do you want to tell me?"

His voice was much lower and hoarse than usual, and there were other abnormalities in it.

After all, the two had already had skin-to-skin contact, and Chang Ling was hugged by Zhao Yan on his lap, Chang Ling immediately realized that Zhao Yan's body had reacted, and wanted to push him away angrily.

Zhaoyan laughed, and coaxed people around: "I have already restrained enough, let me let you go this time, okay, I promise not to hurt you."

"But I'm still sick."

"Because it's easy to think wildly because of illness, I want you to relax."

Chang Ling didn't know where he learned a new way to torment him, and he was still very angry and wanted to push him away, but when he touched Zhaoyan's tenderness and even a little pleading and expectant eyes, he felt that he was caught by something. After being burned, he said fiercely: "Just, just for a while. If you dare... I will never talk to you again."

Zhao Yan's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, showing surprise.Obviously, he didn't expect that little things would really agree to him.When the matter he was about to ask was thrown out of the sky, he carried Chang Ling and went straight to the bed tent.

Because he took a nap in the afternoon, the bedding was all laid.

Zhaoyan carefully put Chang Ling on the soft and thick quilt, while familiarly peeling off the cloak on the little thing, he coaxed: "This is a normal pleasure between husband and wife. If you keep colding me, I will If you get sick, you should feel sorry for me, okay?"

When Chang Ling thought that Qingluan and Cangjie were still guarding outside, his ears became hot as if on fire, and he glared at someone, and said even more embarrassingly: "You are like this, I can't even go out to meet people."

Zhaoyan laughed, kept moving his hands, and said: "Then you have to endure it hard and don't make a sound."

Chang Ling opened his eyes wide, surprised at this person's thick skin, and kicked him hard in anger, but before he could stop his feet, his waist and limbs softened, his legs were picked up, and he fell completely limp in Zhaoyan's arms.

This time, it was twilight, and it was completely dark outside the window.

Although Zhao Yan didn't use real swords or guns, he did other tricks. Chang Ling was so tormented by him, his whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, he couldn't get angry, so he directly opened his mouth and bit him hard on the shoulder.

Zhaoyan clicked his tongue, but his voice was full of joy: "Are all your foxes in Qingqiu as fierce as you?"

Zhaoyan stretched out his finger, and scraped the little thing's sweaty nose.

Chang Ling curled up in his arms, wrinkled his nose to avoid his hand, murmured in a daze, the fingers of his left hand still tightly grasped his psoas muscle, unconsciously drawing blood marks there.With hindsight, I discovered that after an incident, the brain and body can be emptied in this way.

Zhao Yan curled his lips into a smile, let him grab him, and lay down with his arms on his pillow for a while, and when Chang Ling's breathing calmed down completely, Fang quietly got up, wrapped Chang Ling tightly with a quilt, and left the hall in his own clothes. door, to ask Qingluan for dinner.

Qingluan had already prepared it, but because she had just noticed strange movements in the hall and it was inconvenient to disturb the two of them, she asked someone to bring it to the small kitchen next to her to warm it up, and when she saw Zhaoyan coming to pick it up, she immediately went to fetch the two dinners herself.

Zhao Yan said: "Can I trouble my aunt to move the stove together, the little thing will probably sleep a little longer, I want to warm him directly in the hall. In addition, I also need to trouble my aunt to prepare a bucket of hot water and a piece of cake." Clean towels."

He directly called "Auntie", obviously for the purpose of getting closer, Qingluan was stunned for a while, leaned over and smiled, and said: "Okay, slave girl will go now."

Chang Ling slept for a full two hours before getting up refreshed.

The sticky feeling on his body has disappeared, replaced by a faint scent of ice muscle grass, Chang Ling guessed that someone might have cleaned him up while he was asleep.

The hall is filled with the smell of delicious food.

As soon as Chang Ling's eyes lit up, he saw the bubbling surimi porridge warming on the stove.

Zhao Yan was standing in front of the bookshelf flipping through something, when he heard the movement, he immediately dropped the book and walked over, asking softly, "Are you feeling better? Are you hungry, do you want to get up and eat something?"

Chang Ling pulled the quilt over his face, not wanting to talk to him.

Zhaoyan knew that he had been tossing and tossing for a long time today, and he was afraid that he would offend the little things, so he leaned over and forced a corner of the quilt, and said with a smile: "Just now your aunt came to ask if you had dinner, since you don't want to be with me Let's eat together, why don't you let her come over and watch you eat?"

Chang Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

With his current appearance, how could he meet people? This person actually threatened him with Aunt Qingluan.

It's really disgusting.

Zhao Yan laughed loudly, let go of the quilt, and directly moved the stove to the bedside.First, he opened the stove, picked up some roasted loquats, and then brought a small bowl, filled it with surimi porridge.

Chang Ling gnawed a mouthful of the roasted fruit, his eyes showed some strange light, and he tilted his head and asked, "Is this something you just picked?"

Zhao Yan nodded, raised his eyebrows and said: "The ones from yesterday were already burnt, so we can't go back to the oven to re-roast them again. I thought that a certain little fox likes to eat them, so I worked my legs and feet to pick some new ones."

Chang Ling ignored him, but slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

A plate of roasted fruit was finished quickly, Chang Ling was not satisfied with the meal, and wanted to eat it again, but Zhao Yan refused. Instead, he brought the small bowl of surimi porridge, stirred it until it did not burn his mouth, and then fed it spoon by spoon. Give it to the spirit to eat.

After eating two small bowls and a basket of steamed buns, Chang Ling was almost full.Zhao Yan still warmed the remaining porridge on the stove, and after tidying up, he also squeezed into the bed and said, "What are you going to tell me today?"

Chang Ling snuggled into his arms. He had already prepared the draft, but seeing that he still remembered this, he couldn't say those high-sounding words. After thinking about it, he asked directly: "I want to know, what is your plan?" ?”

These words were a bit confusing at first, but Zhao Yan instantly understood the only true meaning.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean, what is my plan for Qingqiu?"

Chang Ling nodded.

It's not surprising why Zhaoyan got right to the point, just raised his head, waiting for his answer with burning eyes.

Invisibly, the two have obviously reached a tacit agreement on many things that need not be said.

Zhaoyan lowered his eyes, met Xiaodong's eyes, and sighed with a smile: "You really don't understand, as long as it is what you want to do, I will not stop you."

"no."

Chang Ling shook his head stubbornly, and said seriously: "I want to hear your real plan, not the concession you made to accommodate me. I am serious, so you must answer me seriously."

Zhao Yan asked: "Is there any difference?"

Chang Ling looked at him blankly.

Dao: "Of course there are differences. Everyone has their own ideals and beliefs. If you choose to accommodate me, you will have to give up or even sacrifice part of your ideals and beliefs."

"That's someone else."

Zhaoyan's gaze was unprecedentedly gentle and firm, and he said, "For me, you are my ideal and belief."