Chapter 27 Ask her for help

"Falling!" At the moment when Mo Qingcheng stepped out of the threshold, He Liancheng stopped him.

Mo Qingcheng paused and did not turn around immediately.

"Don't go, give me some advice!" There was a trace of helplessness in his words, "I didn't want to bother you. Maybe you are the only one who can do it!"

The emperor was very satisfied with the last incident in Zhuqi County. This time, he gave himself a more difficult task. He Liancheng was a little helpless. He was a general. How could he become a civilian!

But it's okay. You don't have to lead troops to fight. It's less dangerous. You can also stay at home and accompany Qingcheng more.

It turns out that he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself!

"What happened?" Changing into a smiling face, Mo Qingcheng turned around and walked to him.

"Look!" He Liancheng pointed to the content of the bookcase and showed it to Mo Qingcheng!

"Shide Village closed the mountain due to heavy snow, and the villagers were trapped at the foot of the mountain and could not go out. Most of the villagers in the whole village starved to death!" Mo Qingcheng bent down and frowned as he looked at it. The waterfall-like feelings poured down and hung in front of Heliancheng.

He Liancheng closed his eyes and felt the fragrance and good smell in her hair. The two were so close that he couldn't help but be distracted.

"The people inside can't get out, and the people outside can't get in. They can't even send food!" Mo Qingcheng muttered to himself.

No wonder He Liancheng is so melancholy that it turns out to be a matter of life.

"Can you show me the map?" Mo Qingcheng wanted to figure out the terrain near Shide Village before making a plan.

With no hearing He Liancheng's answer, Mo Qingcheng turned his head and saw him close his eyes with pleasure.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Mo Qingcheng said angrily.

He was studying a solution, but he had a good dream.

He Liancheng opened his eyes, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He pulled Mo Qingcheng and sat on his lap. "Madam, I'm thinking about why you smell so good!"

Mo Qingcheng is angry and funny: "Let go! Do you still have any idea?"

He Liancheng hugged more and more tightly and buried his head deep in her neck.

"I don't know why, with you by my side, I always feel more secure and relieved!" He Liancheng took a deep breath, "Qingcheng, do you think it's a gift from God?"

He Liancheng's warm breath sprayed on Mo Qingcheng's neck. Mo Qingcheng was a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear to push him away. He looked fragile and helpless. It turned out that no matter how much wealth and fame he had, he could not resist his inner loneliness.

She also relied on him for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

While she was distracted, He Liancheng kissed her soft thin lips, and his hand naturally slipped into the collar, climbed up her upturned breasts and kneaded them.

Mo Qingcheng's head is buzzing. How has she ever been teased like this, or in this blue day!

"You•••••" As soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Qingcheng's tongue took the opportunity to slide in, and what he was about to say turned into a whimper.

Mo Qingcheng bit his lips hard. He Liancheng was in pain and loosened his mouth, but his hands were still held tightly.

"If you don't let go, I'll do it!" Mo Qingcheng looked at him with a dark face, and his teeth clucked.

He Liancheng ignored her, licked her lips, and acted coquettishly: "Let me hold her for a while!"

Looking at He Liancheng's face that deceived all sentient beings, Mo Qingcheng compromised. Who let him use a gentle offensive.

In fact, if Helian became a fierce Mo Qingcheng just now, Mo Qingcheng would have planned to fight. She has always been strong and used violence to control violence.

"General~" Yan'er broke in with a pot of tea. Seeing this scene, her teeth trembled: "Your tea is here!"

He Lian said without changing his face, "Let's put it on the table!" But there is no intention to let go.

Yan'er put down the tea and left in a hurry.

Mo Qingcheng blushed and pinched He Liancheng's shoulder. He didn't shy away from coming!

"Hiss~" He Liancheng took a cold breath, let go of one hand, and covered his shoulder.

"Didn't you pinch it? Does it hurt that much?" Mo Qingcheng curled his lips with contempt.

"You forgot that I was injured in my left shoulder!" He Liancheng has a painful face.

Mo Qingcheng was shocked. Why did she forget this? "Are you all right? Let me see!" With that, he was about to take off He Liancheng's coat.

"Why is madam so anxious!" He Liancheng's thin lips slowly opened a joking curvature.

Mo Qingcheng punched him on the chest, his face turned white, and he stared at him angrily: "You lied to me!"

He Liancheng held Mo Qingcheng's hand steadily, "It really hurts, but it doesn't matter if you don't touch it!"

"You lied to me less. Isn't it just a scratch? It must have been better early!" When he was still an agent, he was not injured one day. Fortunately, he was still a battlefield-stiring general. How could he not stand this injury?

"If you don't believe it, you can see it!" He Liancheng removed his coat and said aggrievedly.

The wound had already scabbed, but after pinching it, it oozed a trace of blood.

Seeing his ulcerated wound, Mo Qingcheng regretted his impulse. In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, if it is not cured early, I'm afraid it will have frostbite.

"The knife wound is nothing, but the poison on the knife is not simple. If you hadn't inhaled the poison for me in time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen you!" He Liancheng smiled bitterly and didn't know who he had offended.

Mo Qingcheng gently put his clothes and said gently, "Pay attention to the cold. It's not easy to melt the pus!"

He Liancheng said "um" and took out the map from the drawer and spread it on the desk.