Breathless silence spread out in the still night.
She raised her head to look at him again, only to find that he was also looking at her. His eyes were dark, without light, and his eyebrows were furrowed.
She slowly supported the couch, raised her upper body slightly, and looked at him: "Did I say something wrong?"
"What did you say?"
"Did I say something wrong?"
"last sentence."
She paused: "I just said that when the general returns home in triumph, Guo Sima will be free to sort out the famous names of the ladies of the Youzhou family and look at each other."
Seeing that his face didn't look happy, and he seemed to be a different person than before going to bed, she couldn't help but add: "Lest Guo Sima get anxious again."
Suddenly a sneer came, sudden and sarcastic.
She was slightly startled.
He half-closed his eyes and stared at her for a moment, then suddenly laughed and looked away: "Okay."
The man blew out the candlestick, and without the last ray of light, he could no longer clearly see the expression of the person in front of him.
"Then which family's daughter do you think is suitable?" His voice was as calm as an ancient well. He took out the hand behind her head and put it behind his head.
Time passed little by little, and he didn't rush her. He didn't speak. He seemed to be waiting for her to give an answer, as if he really wanted to refer to her attitude.
This question is not easy to answer. I can only say one thing, for fear of being suspected of being private. If I say too much, it will appear that I am not sincere. She thought: "I am really not familiar with this matter, and I have to ask someone like Guo Sima." Reliable people give good advice.”
But these words seemed to be different from other answers. Feeling a little cold, she got up and touched her clothes, found her bellyband and underwear, and put them on.
The man beside him didn't speak, and didn't even seem to move at all. He still maintained the same posture as before. The only sound he could hear was his shallow breathing and the heat radiating from his naked body.
He is simply a natural soup lady.
She leaned quietly against him.
Seeing that he didn't refuse, he leaned in again.
"If I marry a wife and the bride is jealous, what should you do?"
A deep male voice suddenly sounded faintly.
She wished he would marry a jealous wife. Then she would have a hundred reasons to stay away. With the tigress watching him, he would naturally not have so much energy to take care of her.
But why did he ask that? He didn't know what his plan was, but he was worried about her situation?
Or was he afraid that she would be jealous of his future wife and cause unrest in the family?
She looked serious. Although she knew it was all in the dark and Wei Cheng couldn't see her expression, she still replied very solemnly and solemnly: "General, you are kind to me. I will never dislike messing with my future wife. I will stay away from her." , will never appear in front of the general and his wife, nor will he do anything to disgrace his wife or the general, nor will he be jealous of his wife or make the general upset."
The man twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to smile, but he couldn't.
Afraid that he would not believe it, she still swore: "If I violate this oath, I will be abandoned by my husband and become a lowly slave."
Another group of soldiers patrolled past outside the tent, and the dazzling torches shone on the cowhide tent, revealing only a faint layer of light and shadow.
His Adam's apple rolled, and it took him a long time before he burst into laughter.
"Yes, you are always sensible."
"It's me who worries too much."
There was no trace of smile in that laughter, "Should I reward you with something, so that I can be worthy of you thinking so much about me?"
"Really?" Shen Yinxiao held the bed with both hands and looked at him. His hair fell on his shoulders, spread out on the bed, and became tangled with his loose hair.
He was still laughing, "Yeah."
A strand of green hair fell on his ear, tickling his ear slightly, as if a feather was sweeping over it. He turned his head to avoid the strand of hair.
"I want to give something to those camp prostitutes. They are quite pitiful. They have no relatives, their bodies are like duckweeds, and they have to be fucked by many men every day... I'm not saying they shouldn't be here. The military system I know I have no right to comment, but today I saw that they were naked and their food was rotten. They are both women. I want to help them as much as possible and give them some clothes and fresh food. Some women cannot eat too much. I can’t use too much, and it shouldn’t be too much of a burden, but everything I have here belongs to the general, so I can only ask the general..."
Wei Cheng turned his head to look at her, and could vaguely see the outline of the girl's pretty face and her crystal-clear gem-like eyes.
Again, it’s for others.
So he was depressed and worried about what he was worrying about. Was he worrying about the miserable situation of others? He didn't understand what the relationship between those people was and her.
The tragic situation of those people was caused by him, so she was actually afraid of him. When she thought about it, it made sense.
The fingertips were slightly cold, and the woman's sleeves were at hand. The soft and soft fabric must be the softest and most comfortable when touched in the hand.
He grabbed the quilt underneath him and suppressed his desire to grab her sleeves.
"It's up to you." He twitched the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that he was so talkative today, she couldn't help but press forward: "Well, if I want to find someone to talk to me in the past two days, can I have someone come and talk to me?"
He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Who?"
She told him Jiangsha's name truthfully.
He had no interest in these people. "If you like, you can bring her to serve you. Let her go back at night and let her come over during the day."
Her joy almost overflowed, and she subconsciously threw herself at him and kissed him on the cheek.
"That's very kind of you, General."
His body stiffened and he looked at her, but the smile on his lips softened. His thoughts that were like a tangle of threads seemed to suddenly unravel: "Is this good? You were still angry with me during the day, so now you praise me for being good. ”
