Chapter 117 Spear

Bu Nuan pushed the door in. He sat on the edge of the couch, afraid of losing his clothes and put on a floral robe outside. It's not tied with silk, half-hanging, and it smells unruly.

She remembered the hot kiss yesterday and couldn't help but burn her face. Seeing the scattered calligraphy and paintings on the desk, he hurriedly turned around to sort it out for him.

Rong Yu was also a little embarrassed. It became more and more embarrassing to hang it dry like this, so he coughed and said, "Is there any difference? Why did you come so early?"

She hummed, "He Lan asked me to send a military letter." He stopped talking.

He wrote a good handwriting, which is between regular script. There is a thin connection between the words and the words, which blends with each other and echoes. But what surprised her was not his pen, but the flowing grass on the rice paper and the beautiful woman lying on the bed by the stone. The combination of words and paintings went straight into her heart.

The snow is shining, and the wind cloth is warm... Her fingers slipped over the eight words and smiled gently. Don't you love her? He just has too many scruples and doesn't know how to express it. This stuffy gourd thought that she would take the initiative before he responded to her passively.

At this time, he remembered that the previous calligraphy and painting had not been collected, and suddenly panicked. He got up and took two steps and said, "Don't look!"

She raised her head and smiled at him, "I've seen it."

A strange expression appeared on his face and he said awkwardly, "Practice writing casually, don't take it to heart."

She pressed her hand on the rice paper, with a cunning look in her eyes. He glanced at him and said, "So you should write 'big knowledge leisure, small knowledge'. How can you write my name?"

He couldn't answer, and his face turned red. He didn't look like a general, but like a poor fool. She felt that she was very unkind and treated him like this.

"I heard that you had a headache as soon as I came here. How's it going now?" She turned around to roll up the calligraphy and painting and inserted them into the landscape porcelain bottle on the side. He approached and looked at him. His face was good, and his hair was tied low with gold ribbons. Without the irreplaceable pride, he was an ordinary person who got up in the morning.

He said, "It's better." It's also strange that she really became a good cure for him. Since he heard her talking to Gao Nianxian, his headache has healed.

She was worried, helped him sit down, touched his forehead, and said, "But did you see it? I can't stand it. It's more troublesome to delay later.

He laughed. A 15-year-old girl actually sold out in front of him! There is a faint joy in my heart, and on the other hand, I can't help but feel sad. Such a seemingly ordinary thing is extremely rare among them. I don't know how long it will last. Maybe it will be overwhelmed by disputes and suspicions.

"I have invited the imperial doctor first. It's nothing serious. It's said that it's overworked and it's good to take a break. He pointed to the son in front of the couch, "Sit down, it's a long way to come from Lantai!"

She lowered her head slightly, and the wind from the window blew in. The brocade robe wrapped around her beautiful waist and looked at it from the side. He turned his face quickly and blushed and heartbeat a little. "Did He Lan let you come here? Thank him for me."

Bu Nuan raised his head unexpectedly and said narrowly, "Thank him for what? Don't you want to be famous? Tell me what to thank him so that I can bring him words.

He was stunned. What did you thank him for? Thank him for letting Bu Nuan come to see him, and thank him for creating an opportunity for them to get along. This girl is lawless and dares to gag him! He raised his voice, "Pu Nuan, you are so bold!"

She ate and laughed, "What's wrong with me? I didn't say anything! It's my fault that I think it's complicated!"

He became awkward. He was not as good as her now. He asked her to pick up his teeth and make fun of him. If it were someone else, he would have been shooting the case for a long time. Because it was her, he didn't feel ashamed to open his mouth. However, there is still a costume on his face, so he has a straight face and an unhappy expression.

His gentle appearance indulged her even more, and she found that he had such a lovely side. Is this the reaction of the 27-year-old general? She learned from He Lan's swinging legs and stretched out a finger to hook his chin. "What are you doing with a sad face?" Lady, give Lang Jun a smile!"

His eyebrows raised straight, grabbed the slender finger and put her into his arms. He raised his hand and patted her buttocks twice. "Don't think it's not easy to hit you when you're old. I can't ask you to climb to the top of your head while I'm still moving!"

She cried, hugged him with her backhand, and quickly pecked him twice on the lips. "You hit me, I'll kiss you as soon as you hit me. Just fight. I won't lose."

"Bold fat! The girl's family doesn't know how to be ashamed!" He pretended to scold him, and his face was full of such a thing. Happiness can't be filled, and it overflows from the smile. He went to pull her small jaw, and her eyes were shining. He imprinted his lips and kissed her eyes. Move it down little by little and stick it to the plump lips.

She raised her arms around his neck breathlessly, "Are you still pretending? Say you love me... Say me..."

His mind was all confused, and he heard his hoarse voice, "Warm, I love you... I've always loved you... I've loved you since you were five years old..."

She cried with joy, and tears flowed down her cheeks. Finally, when he said this, his heart was desolate and his mood was old.

Deepen this kiss, both of them don't feel enough, can't wait to grow on each other, embed it, and can no longer be separated.

She stroked his strong back, and he was a little at a loss. The robe was lifted to one side, and the sweat penetrated the thin raw silk and clung to his body. He kissed the delicate skin behind her ear and held her earlobe instead. The licking voice was so ambiguous that she seemed to be thrown into the fire and couldn't help moaning.

Outside the school, the shouts of soldiers' drills floated through the paper window lattice, and in an instant, their thoughts became clear. He slowly paused, withdrew his hand, put his face in her neck, and calmed down for a long time.

She rested on his arm and didn't mean to leave. The two lay on Hu**, with their foreheads against their foreheads, with their heartbeats and breaths. She didn't understand why he suddenly stopped, but as long as his decision was always reasonable, it was enough for her that he loved her. She didn't dare to ask him and Zhixian how good he was, for fear of touching his pain. Both of them have weak ribs and are afraid of hurting their muscles and bones. What will happen tomorrow is unpredictable, and I hope there will be a good turnaround. His wedding is getting closer and closer, and her fear is getting stronger and stronger. Force yourself not to think about it, but when she comes to this point, she can't allow herself not to think about it.

Who can sit and watch the person you love marry someone else? If there is no possessiveness, it is not true love. She has considered He Lan's words. Don't give up what belongs to you. She should hold it. Rong Yu is a powerful person with the typical stubbornness of a general. Unless he changes himself, others can't control his thoughts. Do you really want to seduce him as He Lan said? Then use his guilt against her to lock him so that he can't spread his wings and become a minister under her skirt?

She doesn't have such a big determination or courage. He didn't volunteer. Even if he stayed for a while, he would hate her after a long time. Now it is a dilemma. Further, it may not be a strange peak and dangerous beach, and it may not be a step back.

She went to hold him, and the body without armor was a real flesh and blood. She said, "Yong Yu, I don't know what to do in the future. Don't you want to marry Zhixian, okay?"

The corners of his mouth pulled out a helpless arc, "Then what? You won't marry Lan Sheng and follow me to hide in Tibet? Maybe he will be offered a reward by the court to live a life that doesn't see the sun for decades?

She fell silent, not thinking about herself, but afraid of destroying him for her selfishness. She said melancholy, "I don't love Lan Sheng, you know. Even if you get married, you are still unhappy.

Of course, he can understand that his situation is the same as hers, but he has no choice. No matter who he marries in the future, the people he is married to can't be the other party. She is too young to think so much, but she is a veteran who has been struggling in officialdom for many years. He can only control the current situation with calmness.

He stood up and pulled her up and pulled her up with her hair and clothes. When tying the ribbon on the collar, her fingers were stiff and she was careful not to touch her. I was also annoyed that I fainted, and such a thing happened more than once. He really has no face to face his sister. She may never think that her most trusted brother is a sanctimonous hypocrite. Behind the praise of being important and not boastful, there will be a dirty soul of Xiaoxiang's niece.

"It's been a while..." He lowered his eyes and said, "It's been delayed for a long time, not to mention that the people in Lantai will also do housework. Go back early!"

She had known that it was such an end, but when it was unexpected, she was still extremely discouraged.

"Then take a rest!" She said, "The military books have been sent into the palace."

He answered and sent her to the door. Thinking of another thing, he said, "You send a message to He Lan and ask him to be careful recently. Do less of what you shouldn't do, so as not to set yourself on fire.

Bu Nuan's heart beat when she heard this and thought that the good deeds he had done to the princess had been exposed, and the queen couldn't help but settle the final account with him? She said Qiqi, "But is there any wind?"

It was inconvenient for him to make it clear to her, but only said, "In a word, it's not good. Now Mrs. Wei is no longer there, and no one can support him in the inner palace. If it is rampant again, it will come to a bleak end.

She panicked and nodded tremblingly. His eyes fell on her smooth neck, and the two purple marks made him so ashamed that he still had to tie the veil.

She didn't have the heart to stay. Anyway, she and his problems could not be solved for a while. He Lan's situation was worried, so she resigned from him and hurried out of the north government.

Braked again... The watch hit me~