Chapter 112: Distressed? 3

On the way, Ling Ziran grabbed the reins and rode her horse carelessly, in fact, she was late because she hurriedly went to Gao Yun's place and explained a lot of things before leaving without worry.

But it's okay, she is also going to go back, after all, these pills still have to be taken to those brothers quickly, otherwise it will not be good if they are finished.

He sighed leisurely, and suddenly a hoarse and deep voice came from his ears, "What's wrong?" What do you think? ”

Jun Mochen looked at Ling Ziran with his head down and kept sighing, he didn't look at the road, and asked worriedly.

"Ahh No, it's okay...... Eh, what are you doing?! She was just talking, and was suddenly pulled over by Jun Mochen, patted her chest with palpitations when she fell into his arms, looked down at the ground, and swallowed her saliva, if he didn't catch himself, he wouldn't have fallen to the ground!

But she forgot who was holding her, he was Jun Mochen, he would never let this kind of thing happen, even if it was an accident, he would not hesitate to jump off the horse and use it as a cushion for her.

He is so domineering and powerful, the demeanor of an emperor.

He glared at him fiercely, pushed him away and sat down on the saddle, not to mention that the saddle was designed so narrowly, and the two of them were very close to each other, and his hot breath was all sprayed on the back of her neck, itching, and her skin was soon stained with a layer of powder.

Jun Mochen hooked his lips evilly, put his lips to her ear, exhaled, and whispered: "Ran'er, are you shy?" Well? As he spoke, his eyes turned to her white and flawless jade neck, which was now dyed a lovely pink.

Ling Ziran looked away weakly, and sneered: Can she say that she is a nymphomaniac to Jun Mochen?! No! Absolutely not!

"I'm hot, you know a fart!" Ling Ziran glanced back at him, suddenly thought of something, rolled his big round eyes a few times, smiled slyly, the hand holding the reins moved, one hand reached out to the horse's fart, slapped it fiercely, snapped, and with the sound of the horse, the horse galloped out of control.

Ling Ziran grabbed the reins and grinned, "Drive!" Drive! Haha, that's so exciting! ”

Jun Mochen, who was sitting in the back, had a calm face, the two sword eyebrows were twisted together, his legs tightened the horse's belly, grabbed the reins, and with a 'whoop', the horse's front hooves raised a few times in mid-air, and then stopped.

Jumped off the horse, pulled Ling Ziran off the horse, pressed her shoulder, took a deep breath, his face was gloomy, and roared: "Do you know how dangerous it was just now? Do you think that's fun? Well? ”

"Why are you yelling at me! It's not that I haven't ridden a horse. Ling Ziran glanced at him quietly and muttered quietly.

"Excellent! Give me a ride back in the carriage! Jun Mochen let go of the hand holding her shoulder, looked at her deeply, and then turned around and jumped into the carriage, clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, closed his eyes, his face was still gloomy, and his body was surrounded by a cold breath.

Ling Ziran was stunned by him, and saw Gong Yujin showing herself vigorously, even if she was reluctant, she still obediently jumped into the carriage with small steps and sat next to Jun Mochen.

After sitting down, he didn't know what to say, he lowered his head and played with his hand, Jun Mochen opened his eyes, and his deep eyes fell on her, with self-reproach in his eyes.

In fact, he was also yelling at himself just now, he was angry at why he couldn't protect his beloved, that thing was like that, and this time was like that, he was really angry with himself.

Seeing Ling Ziran wrinkling her face aggrievedly, she kept playing with her hands, her heart was hot, she moved over, scooped her into her arms, closed her eyes, and said silently: "I'm sorry." ”

Ling Ziran still didn't understand the situation, reached out to hug him back, patted him on the back, and whispered, "What's wrong with you?" It's always weird these days? ”

"Shh......h Don't talk. Jun Mochen said in a hoarse voice.

She nodded, frowning, "If there is something you must tell me, don't hide it in your heart." ”

Jun Mochen still hugged her, did not speak, the carriage was quiet and only heard the sound of their breathing, after a long time, when Ling Ziran thought that Jun Mochen was asleep, he said in a dumb voice: "Hmm." ”

Her eyes flickered a few times, she sighed, and her little hand gently patted his back, as if she was coaxing a child to sleep, a small movement, but it warmed Jun Mochen's heart.

Even if his harem beauties show that they love him again, they can't warm her heart with a small gesture.