During the lingering moment, her eyes were blurred with drunkenness, she gasped and hooked her hand on the back of his neck, raising her neck to exhale.
"Jiangsha learned from me... what?"
Like a vixen who plays hard to get, when people are under him, his heart is flying wildly, and he likes to ask questions knowingly, like a wild camellia.
She raised the corners of her lips and smiled evilly, like a rotten water grape. It looked crystal clear on the outside, but when she took a bite, she realized that she was full of evil.
He gritted his teeth, the ends of his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at the snow-white neck, wishing he could bite it off.
A drop of sweat snaked down the high bridge of her nose and fell on her high heart. The small voice was lost in the sound of gurgling water.
"How did she...seduce the general?" She picked up the drop of sweat on her chest with her fingertips, put it to her lips, and gently rolled her tongue to lick it.
"The general wasn't tempted at all at that time?" She tilted her head and smiled.
Lazy and charming.
It looks completely different from when it was under the bed.
His Adam's apple rolled, he breathed heavily, and kissed her ferociously, putting his lips to his lips, holding his uvula in his mouth, sucking in the body fluids.
It was a kiss with inexplicable anger, not gentle, and even caused her some pain because of the force.
Tempted?
He scoffed.
After finishing on the bed, he held her in the bathtub and fucked her again. His voice was more suppressed than last time. He probably felt a little ashamed. The movement was much quieter, but there was more of a secret secret feeling. .
The two of them have been together for so many years, and they have tried all kinds of tricks, and they have also come up with many new tricks by mistake. He seems to know the taste by eating the marrow. The longer the time, the more experienced he becomes.
The two of them rested for a while, and she lay lazily in his arms, scratching the marks she made on his body with her fingernails, and asked reluctantly: "Where did you learn from me?"
She was unwilling to give in and always wanted to know where her trap was.
He was impatient and closed his eyes: "I don't remember."
She asked again, but the man simply pretended to be asleep and let her pinch her and ask her questions without speaking.
She was a little angry and secretly rolled her eyes.
When he came back the next day, he threw her a lacquered wooden box, which she opened. Inside was a bag of wedding cakes wrapped in oil paper and tied with red string, and an invitation.
She gave up on inviting Jiangsha again today and slept in the tent for the whole day. There were all men outside. As soon as she went out, she always felt uncomfortable. She simply didn't go anywhere. She didn't leave the bed except for eating all day. .
She held the invitation and looked at it for a long time. It was the wedding invitation of Lan Xi and Chongming. They were married. I wonder if Chongming still has contact with Yunxian. If so, it would be unfair to Lanxi. If not, it doesn't seem to matter. It's comforting.
Until Wei Cheng reminded him: "I can't catch up now if I go back, so why not write a letter and send it over."
He had to find something for her to do. Although she couldn't stay here for more than a few days, he felt a little uncomfortable seeing her bored and lazy.
It was as if she was being wronged by being by his side.
Delicious food and drink, nothing to feel sorry for.
He cleaned his hands and sat under the lamp to review official documents.
"Forget it." She shook her head, put the invitation back into the box, took out the wedding cake, opened it, and took a small bite.
"There's nothing to write home about."
She didn't want to have too much contact with his people.
He paused with his pen and said, "It's up to you."
"When can I go back to Youzhou?" She sat down on the bamboo mat next to his koan. There was a small crossbow hanging on the shelf, which she played with in her hand.
"What? Are you homesick?" He mocked: "Didn't you want to leave a few days ago?"
She remained silent. She wanted to leave, but could she?
The atmosphere was a little depressing again, so she put the crossbow back, got up and walked out.
He raised his head and frowned, but did not stop her.
At dusk, she walked all the way to the tent where the military doctor was. There were many baskets outside the tent, containing medicinal materials that had been dried during the day. The children were collecting them one by one. The military doctor was sitting inside, mixing medicine for wounds. The fragrance of herbs.
Seeing her coming in, the military doctor quickly stood up and asked her if she was injured.
She shook her head: "Doctor, please give me another decoction."
Of course the medic knew what she wanted.
He pondered for a while, felt a little embarrassed, and stroked his beard.
Shen Yinxiao frowned: "What's wrong?"
The military doctor sighed: "Madam, you'd better ask the general."
She understood, her expression changed, and she turned around and left.
After returning to the main tent, he didn't even raise his head, and was still approving official documents until the girl stood still in front of his case and her shadow fell on the official documents. He held the pen and looked up calmly.
"What's wrong?"
He always has the posture of a winner. Unintentionally, he is arrogant and leisurely. He has a clear view of other people's joys, sorrows and joys, and easily controls the fate of others.
She didn't like this feeling.
"I want a bowl of anti-pregnancy medicine." She got straight to the point and gritted her teeth: "I don't want to get pregnant."
After reading the document in his hand, he closed it and threw it aside. He took out the next book, opened it, and read it slowly and unhurriedly.
"Yesterday, you reminded me."
Her breathing was trembling, and she laughed angrily: "What are you reminding me of?"
He raised his eyes, and his dark eyes were calm and graceful under the light.
"At my age, it's really time for me to get a wife, but right now, I haven't found a suitable woman."
She seemed to be holding a fire in her heart: "What does that have to do with my pregnancy?"
A drop of ink fell on the document. He placed the pen on the inkstone and flicked it carelessly, "But it's really time to have a child."
Something exploded in her head. She took half a step back, stabilized her body, and suddenly said in a sharp voice: "I won't give birth!"
The man raised his head suddenly, his face gloomy.
The air pressure in the tent dropped instantly, and someone opened the curtain and entered. It was Wei Ning. Wei Ning did not notice the atmosphere in the tent and just said: "General..."
"Get out!" Wei Cheng said coldly.
He was stunned by the yell.
Seeing that it was him, Wei Cheng's expression softened, "You go out first and come in later."
Wei Ning glanced at Shen Yinxiao, who was holding fists with his hands and a tense face. He knew in his heart that there was another quarrel and retreated.
Wei Cheng stared at her with sharp eyes: "You say it again?"
This time, I don’t know where she got the courage to say it again: “I won’t have children.”
He almost thought he heard wrong.
The voice was like a demon from hell, cold and ghostly: "If you don't want to have a child, or don't you want to have my child?"
She opened her mouth to answer.
The temperature around him dropped sharply, and even the air seemed to freeze into ice. He interrupted her just before she spoke: "Shen Yinxiao, please think carefully before you answer. Don't forget, your parents are still in my hands."
The words suddenly stuck in my throat.
"You threaten me?"
Her voice trembled, she looked at him in disbelief, and a string in her head tightened with a buzzing sound.
No wonder he sent her parents back to Youzhou first, no wonder he wanted to keep her here for so many days.
Her lips were trembling.
Did she hear it wrong?
No.
Wei Cheng asked her to give him a child.
One day her belly will grow bigger and bigger, and finally she will give birth to a baby, which is like a parasitic object on her body, and will tie her tightly to him from then on.
Suddenly, there was a ringing in her ears, as if there were countless cicadas making their final struggle in her ears, which made her panic.
"Threat?" He sneered, "You can think of it that way."
"What if I don't?" She turned pale.
"You must have never seen me torture someone."
He twisted his neck, put down his pen, rested his hand on the edge of the case, and looked at her with a smile.
"There are dozens of ways to torture people in the army, such as nailing a hole in the top of the head, tearing a slit, pouring mercury in, and then gently tapping to let the mercury flow all over the body along the meridians and blood vessels, grabbing the crack, like peeling Just like the peel of a fruit, you can peel off a complete human skin without dying."
"Although your father and mother's skin has become loose, it is not difficult to peel it off." His smile became more and more ferocious under the lamp.
It was like a basin of ice water was poured down on Dou Tou. Her legs were unable to support her and she fell to her knees.
"Don't touch them." She said hoarsely.
He stood up, half-crouched beside him, and rubbed her head.
"If you obey, I will certainly not move them."
"Then I'll go back to Youzhou..."
"You have your own place to live." He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I won't care if you run away this time, but I have to let you have a memory to avoid doing it again."
She was a little out of breath: "You want to put me under house arrest?"
Wei Cheng didn't answer.
She held his wrist with her cold hands, softened her voice, and begged: "No, my parents are not in good health, and they will be worried if I am not around..."
The man looked at her thoughtfully and suddenly said: "You are only so obedient when it comes to your parents, but how much of your words are true and how false?"
He grabbed her chin.
