112 Attentive and considerate

Ruan Yanluo looked at Nangong Ling and slightly curled the corners of his lips, Nangong Ling was slightly stunned, and unconsciously tensed his body, and for a moment, he actually had a sense of danger.

"King Ling." Ruan Yanluo smiled and said, "You'd better pray, don't have a day when it falls into my hands." โ€

Her voice was gentle and soft, like the gentlest spring breeze in March, but Nangong Ling raised the vigilance in her heart to the highest level at this moment.

The most terrifying thing in this world is not the people who shout and kill with their teeth and claws, but the people who are extremely patient and quiet, but as soon as they make a move, they will inevitably be killed.

His little fish knows this very well.

Many years later, when the wise and martial Ling Wang Sanwu was locked out of the door from time to time and couldn't enter the room and couldn't go to bed, he always sat on the roof of the house and reflected a little confusedly, could it be that he really bullied that little fish too hard, so now it will be so difficult on the road of "sexual" happiness?

Ruan Yanluo soaked in the water for about half an hour before he felt that the feeling of restlessness in his body had completely subsided, but his strength seemed to have disappeared with this restlessness, and his body was so weak that he was fatal.

"Do you need me to help you?" Nangong Ling leaned against the edge of a tree and asked with a smile in his eyes.

"I don't need to!" Ruan Yanluo said angrily.

She must have been in trouble with this man, as long as she was with him, it was no good thing, and all her most wolf bรจi looks were seen by him.

As soon as she got out of the water, a small wind blew, Ruan Yanluo immediately shivered, she soaked in the water for more than an hour, at this time the wind blew again, it was simply intensified, and the pitiful heat in her body rushed out of her pores.

Ruan Yanluo bit his lip and was about to hug his body with his arms, when suddenly his palms were hot, and a voice said in a low voice: "What good is it to be so stubborn?" โ€

The voice was slightly cool and clear, and it couldn't be said to be good, but the tone at this time seemed to be a little indulgent and a little helpless.

Nangong Ling took Ruan Yanluo's hand and pulled her to the depths of the clearing, Ruan Yanluo stared at his back and inexplicably felt a little awkward, who was he? Why do you talk to her like that? She didn't need him to be pitiful.

Just as he was about to shake off Nangong Ling's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a bonfire had risen in the depths of the clearing, and the bright yellow flames flickered and jumped, burning extremely vigorously, and even the air above seemed to be burned and distorted.

Ruan Yanluo's eyes widened unconsciously, that bright color, that warm feeling, was what she wanted most at this moment.

When she was stunned, Nangong Ling had already taken her hand and led her over, and placed her on a soft grass mat, as soon as Ruan Yanluo sat down, she felt a hot breath coming from under her, and her limbs were soft.

"The fire was originally set up here, and it was moved over just now, but is the Lord of Yanluo still satisfied?" Nangong Ling asked with a smile.

Ruan Yanluo's heart moved slightly, in the previous life, when they had to sleep in the field on a mission outside, if the campsite was too humid and the situation was not too dangerous, they would also do the same, first set up a bonfire in one place, dry the ground before moving it away, and then spread sleeping bags on the original place. This is a warm and comfortable night's sleep, not inferior to the hotel's luxurious bed.

However, now Nangong Ling obviously has no intention of spending the night here, so there is only one reason why he did this, and that is to sit for her.

A very strange feeling came to her heart, Ruan Yanluo knew that she had never been able to see through this man, and she couldn't figure out whether he was really so considerate by nature, or if there were other reasons, but it was undeniable that Nangong Ling's seemingly unintentional subtle actions made her heart involuntarily warm, and her impression of him was not as bad as just now.

Nangong Ling stirred up the fire a little more, sat down on Ruan Yanluo's side, and was speechless for a while.

After a while, the clothes on Ruan Yanluo's body gradually showed a tendency to dry out, and his face also returned to some blood, and Nangong Ling opened his mouth to ask, "Is it the medicine that the sixth child gave you?" โ€

"Hmm." Ruan Yanluo snorted and suddenly reacted, and said, "Which one do you ask?" The drug was given by him, and the other was not. โ€

Ruan Yanluo said this not because of how kind she was, when she framed Cao Wenzheng, her face did not change and her heart did not beat, and she did not even blink her eyes, the reason why she was so honest was that she just felt that Nangong Ling had saved him, and she didn't need to lie to Nangong Ling.

"Oh?" Nangong Ling raised his eyebrows and asked, "In the hands of the sixth child, is there anyone else who can drug you?" โ€

As a royal disciple, if you don't even have this control, then I'm afraid you really don't know how you died.

"It's not just me, King Ling's sixth brother has also been recruited." Ruan Yanluo glanced at him and said, "It was the subordinates of the Six Princes who did it, but I guess that the subordinates should be Concubine Hua's people, except for Concubine Hua, it is estimated that no one dares to do such a thing to the Six Princes."

Nangong Ling's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something, and only after a moment did he smile and say, "Maybe." โ€

The bonfire has been burning for a while, and it has gradually become extinguished, Ruan Yanluo's clothes are also roasted, she clapped her hands and stood up and said: "Thank you King Ling tonight, Yanluo cheekily asked King Ling to send me back to the house." I haven't been home for a day, but I'm afraid my father and family will have to worry about it. โ€

Nangong Ling said: "Your clothes haven't dried yet, you will catch a cold." โ€

"It's just a little bit of a tide, and it's out of the way." Ruan Yanluo said nonchalantly.

Nangong Ling's eyebrows sank, he got up and walked to Ruan Yanluo, and said with a slight sigh: "How can you learn not to rely on others?" โ€

Ruan Yanluo was stunned, Nangong Ling had reached out to her side and gently pressed it on her lower back. The gentle and long-lasting heat came from the back of the waist, slowly swimming all over her body, this feeling was even more comfortable than the roasting fire, the flame was too hot, and it was inevitable that she would not be used to it after staying for a long time, but this heat was like a pure natural geothermal hot spring in Iceland, gently surrounding her, soaking her, but not making her feel a little uncomfortable.

This feeling is not the first time, on the night of the Flower Festival, Nangong Ling also used internal force to help her dry her clothes, but that time was too hasty, and her experience was not so profound at all.

For some reason, Ruan Yanluo's face was actually slightly red, and the place on his back that was attached to Nangong Ling was also hot as if it had been burned. Just wanted to turn around and avoid Nangong Ling's hand, Nangong Ling had already let go of it first, and said: "It's better to pay attention to your daughter's family, if you fall into the root of the disease, it will be difficult to recuperate." โ€

Ruan Yanluo only found out at this time that the clothes had been dried by Nangong Ling, but his words were difficult to understand, as if he was intimately expressing concern for her, and like just polite words on the scene.

This man's every word and action seems to have countless different meanings, so that she can never figure out which one is what he really wants to express.