Jiangsha kept chatting with her until the sun was almost setting. Seeing that she was a little tired, she stood up and said goodbye. Shen Yinxiao nodded and watched her go out.
Jiangsha walked to the door, and as soon as she opened the curtain, she almost bumped into the chest of the visitor. What she saw was the invisible embroidery on the black luxurious clothes. Along the protruding Adam's apple, her eyes slowly moved up. It was The man's tense jaw, with a touch of green stubble on it, adds a bit of roughness and coercion to his wealth and grace.
Her heart skipped a beat, she held up a stray strand of hair on her temples and curtsied.
Following Shen Yinxiao for the past few days, she saw that he had already acquiesced that he did not have to kneel down. Wei Cheng didn't care about this. His eyes were half closed and he glanced at her lightly. She quickly got out of the way and he walked past and entered the tent.
The setting sun fell on the camp tent, casting dense and sharp black shadows on the ground. Jiang Sha stood by the curtain for a moment, and was slightly startled when she heard the indistinct man's voice coming from inside.
When the guard on the side looked over, she was suddenly startled, lowered her head and turned to leave.
"What did you do today?" Wei Cheng walked in, glanced at the girl sitting next to the kang table, and spoke in a calm voice.
He tilted his head slightly, rolled up his sleeves carelessly, revealing his strong and strong arms, and reached into the basin to clean his hands.
But he saw a faint layer of pink floating on the water in the basin, already dyeing the water into light pink, and then he smelled the faint fragrance of rouge flowers.
His hand paused in the air, and he poured out the water in the basin with a calm expression, and asked someone to bring in water again.
The sound of clinking basins and lamps and the sound of rushing water suddenly came from the tent.
"Reading, dressing up, and chatting." She had a slight smile on her lips, arranging the rouge and gouache scattered on the case in her hand. She looked at him and asked, "What did the general do today?"
Wei Cheng couldn't help but curled his lips, took off his handkerchief, and while wiping his hands, he imitated her words: "Drill, patrol the camp, discuss matters."
In fact, as long as they don't mention certain things, the two of them can get along very well.
Seeing her packing her things, he leaned over and took a look. They were all women's things.
Picking up a small white porcelain long-necked bottle, he opened the stopper and smelled it. A faint fragrance of unknown flowers came faintly, "What is this?"
It looks like a rose or jasmine. Judging from the texture of the porcelain bottle, it is not a very good thing.
I'm clearly not interested, yet I still insist on asking.
"Toilet water, for bathing and cleansing the face." She reached for the bottle in his hand and said angrily: "Be careful, there is no place to buy it if you spill it. I asked the military doctor to help me bring it from outside yesterday, so I bought it. Two bottles.”
He snorted without taking it seriously: "If you want it, I can get you a hundred bottles."
The porcelain bottle was spinning on her fingertips, avoiding her hand intentionally or unintentionally.
She was a little annoyed and retracted her hand not to bother him anymore, but his fingertips were held by him. The rough fingertips rubbed her delicate fingertips. The sharp friction caused an itch that spread from her fingers to the bottom of her heart.
"Do you really like it?" He looked at her and asked.
She looked at him, "What do you mean?"
Wei Cheng put Hua Lu aside, held her whole hand in his palm, and slowly pulled her closer. Her whole body was leaning towards him, her upper body was elevated, and she was looking at him condescendingly, with her body outlining a graceful arc.
A strand of black hair hung down beside his cheek, and the tip of the hair brushed the tip of his nose, smelling fragrant and itchy.
She smoothed her temple hair with her other hand and hung it behind her ear.
"If you are used to using good ointment, do you really like inferior products?" Wei Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at the porcelain bottle on the table with a half-smile.
It's like talking about fragrant dew, but also like talking about people.
Shen Yinxiao was startled.
"She is imitating you." The smile on his lips became deeper and deeper.
Shen Yinxiao didn't react for a moment, turned her head and asked him: "Who?"
The next moment, her whole body suddenly lost weight, and she was spinning. When she came back to her senses, she had fallen into a strong and warm embrace. She sat on his lap, subconsciously hugged his neck, and whispered.
The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of his body, the fragrance of soap locust, the slight moisture after sweating, the cold fragrance of vegetation after being exposed to the sun, and the dew vapor mixed together to form an indescribable and pleasant smell.
"Who else could it be?" His faint voice came from above, "Isn't it as you wish?"
Her heart suddenly beat a little fast. She raised her head and looked at him. Seeing that he didn't seem angry and became bolder, she said evilly: "How did she learn this? Does she learn like it?"
"I learned nine out of ten."
Being able to get his approval, she didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy for a moment, with mixed emotions.
Seeing her lowering her eyebrows and saying nothing, he sneered, but his eyes were cold, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Not the same at all."
She froze in his lap awkwardly.
A big hand pinched her chin, the flesh on both cheeks was squeezed up, and her mouth was forced to pout, facing his downturned face.
The woman in front of him always surprises him from time to time. He is surprised at how many small thoughts she has. He is surprised at how timid she looks but is actually very courageous.
He dared to be careful right under his nose.
"If you want to show me your beauty, you should also find some good stuff."
The pouty red lips were pouty and bright red, and his Adam's apple rolled.
"If you bring anyone in front of me, who do you think I am?" he said coldly.
As if he thought of something, he smiled coldly: "You also said that you want to find Guo Yan to show me a girl. Is this how you show me a girl? Just drag me here from among the prostitutes?"
The more she spoke, her hands tightened unconsciously. Her jaw became red from pinching her, and her eyes were filled with moisture.
"What does the general like?" She was vague and looked directly into his eyes.
He frowned and actually thought about it.
"Good-looking, smart, courageous, and gentle." Finally, he added: "Be good in bed."
She was stunned. Although the first few items were easy to explain and troublesome, they could still be seen, but what did the last one mean? What do you think about whether you are good in bed?
"Remember?" He released the hand holding her chin, slid down her neck, and wandered all the way down. He inserted his two fingers into her collar and explored the deep ditch.
Hot breaths hit her forehead every now and then. She grabbed his troubled hand and asked why: "Good skills in bed... How do you find this? You can't find a man to help the general to try it out in advance." try......"
He was impatient, held her snow peaks with his big hands, supported her hips with the other hand, picked her up and carried her to the couch, while scolding her: "Ask me anything, I have so many people under my hands, if they are all like you, I He would have died a hundred times earlier.”
