Bu Xihuan looked at the twilight on the half-leaning couch, smiling like a lazy spring.

He treated her with such a heart, he thought she knew, but she still didn't understand why he came to the northwest. She thought he had come for military affairs, so she looked at him with the gaze of a king of a country, not of a man.

Bu Xihuan half-bowed his head, the lights and shadows were sufficient, the silhouette under his eyes was picturesque, and he sighed.

She's too dull and ignorant, take your time!

For a full eighteen years, I have seen all the treachery and ruthlessness in the world, and I have waited to smooth my heart. In this life, he has no shortage of patience, and he can always teach her after a long time.

Bu Xihuan half leaned on the table, raised his eyes and smiled at Twilight, with some expectations.

He was expecting her reaction.

She would refuse, he just wanted to know how she would refuse. She may refuse, and she may find some excuses. But there was no excuse, he just wanted to see her because of his affection.

Twilight was ruthless, she nodded, "Okay." ”

“……”

Bu Xihuan was stunned, and Twilight Qing got out of the house, and she was a little surprised that she didn't feel vanity under her feet. She didn't know how many days she had been in a coma after returning to the Guancheng, but with the distance from the desert to the Guancheng, she had fallen asleep for five days. After being sick for so long, Fang only drank a bowl of porridge, but his body was not as weak as he imagined.

This surprise was only in her heart, so she walked to Bu Xihuan's side, tiptoed out, and helped him remove the hairpin crown.

The man's black hair is like ink, the green shadow reflects the west window, and his face is like the bright moon. The silver crown was like snow, held in her hand, illuminating the different colors that surged under his eyes.

She always called him surprised!

In this unexpected moment, she had already carried the silver crown to the table, turned around and untied his two sleeves of wrist armarmor, and as soon as the two sleeves were loosened, she reached out and pulled his belt!

Twilight's belt widened, and Twilight snapped her belt on the stool, smiling slightly, and when she saw her in front of her, she turned behind him. He couldn't see her, but he could imagine her stretching her hands from his collar to help him widen his robe. Her fingertips were slightly cold, and she touched his neck lightly, like a dragonfly dotting water, and left at the touch of a button, but it made his back tense and his breath was faint.

The lamp and candle shone lightly, the man's eyes were like an abyss, his black hair was draped, and he stood quietly in the middle of the house in his middle coat, and the girl behind him put the robe on the stool, and turned to the side to untie the belt of his middle coat. He stood still, and caught a glimpse of her dexterous fingers, touching her shirt, which touched her waist, and suddenly a cat scratched its claws, tickling and hurting.

After a while, his mid-coat was also loosened by her.

The clothes fell, the warm jade pearls were dazzling, Twilight Qing was slightly stunned, her eyes turned away, she put the clothes on the stool, turned to the front, and reached out to loosen the trouser belt of Xihuan.

As soon as her hand touched, the man woke up and pressed her hand, and the abyss at the bottom of his eyes rippled, as if he was about to drown her. Twilight Qing looked at Bu Xihuan, her face was expressionless and she twitched the belt of her trousers, and Bu Xihuan suddenly jumped up and retreated to the window.

"You ......" he pointed at her, sneering, the candle shining on his fingertips, which were slightly pink.

"Didn't His Majesty say he wanted to change his clothes?" Twilight asked.

He said he wanted to be together, didn't he want her to serve and change clothes?

She doesn't advocate having hands and feet and letting people serve, but tonight he served porridge and fed medicine, and she was taken care of by him, thinking that he was the emperor's dignity and was used to being served, so she helped him change his clothes. He can take care of her, and so can she, but at this time, it seems that he should have changed his mind.

"Then Your Majesty will come by yourself." Twilight walked over to the copper basin and brought over the clean clothes that had been placed on the stool. There are two sets of clothes, one is a pro-soldier robe, and the other is a Zhonglang general's uniform, Twilight Qing took the pro-soldier robe and put it on the table, turned around and went to the outhouse.

She walked so simply, Bu Xihuan looked at her by the window, smiled with thin anger, flicked her fingers, the clothes on the table were windless, and the body suddenly froze beside the clothes in the twilight!

Her eyes were cold, she looked at Bu Xihuan, and asked coldly, "What do you mean?" ”

Why?

He just wanted to tease her, to see her frightened, to see her ashamed, to see her refuse, to see her make excuses, even if she was a little bit careful about his daughter's family, he wanted to see her rise for him. I didn't know that she would be completely wrong, she was so intelligent, and she was so slow in the matter of children's affection.

Fortunately, he finally knew where to start.

"Qingqing." He called her name and walked slowly towards her.

Twilight was slightly stunned, since her father passed away, no one has ever called her name......

She looked at the west window and saw the man coming slowly, the autumn night was cold, the skin was like warm jade, the elegance was like a fairy on Penglai, and the demeanor was covered with a wind and moon, from the window to the table, drunk in a few steps.

Listen to him say, "How do you know that I said that I want you to serve and change your clothes?" I just want to see you change. ”

Twilight's color deepened, and the light and candle shone into her eyes, and she was surprised in the coldness.

The look of surprise fell on Bu Xihuan's eyes, and he smiled in a low voice. He knew that it was not ambiguous to talk to her, and it was better to understand clearly. She is not the daughter of the boudoir, a man's smile and a word can make her face like a peach, and she has been looking forward to marrying since then. She is a daughter, but her heart is more arrogant than her son, she is like a son, she thinks that there is no injustice in the world of justice, and she feels that there is less time to conduct autopsies and investigate cases all day long, how can she have the heart to think about the love of children that she doesn't understand?

If she wants to think about it herself, she probably thinks about the case in a blink of an eye, and her children will be empty for a long time.

Then let's listen to her, tell her bluntly, don't wait for her to think.

"How can I thank you for helping me loosen my clothes?" Bu Xihuan walked to Twilight's side, looked down at her with a smile, that smile was like a prosperous dream, breaking into her cold world, so direct, caught off guard. She only saw the smile in his eyes, heard the laziness in his voice, and said, "I'll help you too, how about it?" ”

How is it?

Her ears were surrounded by the lazy laughter, like a dream of Nanke, around her heart, difficult to understand.

Bu Xihuan has lowered his head, the hairpin is in his hand, the green silk falls like a black waterfall, when she was stunned, he has put the hairpin on the table. There was his crown hairpin on the table, and he placed her hairpin next to his, generally long and short, and there was even a pair of shadows in the lamp and candle.

He unfastened her armarmor and set up a stool beside the armarmor of his shirt.

He untied her clothes, and Manman was gentle, not as neat as her heroic and neat demeanor.

He widened her robe, and his fingertips touched her neck, like a dragonfly dotting water, inadvertently, but it provoked her to wake up!

"Joy and joy!" Twilight Qing was dumbfounded, and his voice was cold and angry, but there was an imperceptible tremor.

Bu Xihuan smiled lowly, ignoring Twilight, vowing to let her experience the feeling of others. He put the robe on the stool, untied the belt of her middle garment, and resolutely hooked only her belt with his fingers, and resolutely let the robe rub against her waist inadvertently.

"Joy and joy!" Twilight Qing was even more angry, and the frost at the bottom of her eyes was like a knife, as if she was going to poke the man in front of her a thousand and eight hundred times!

He laughed in her cold knife and asked, "How does it feel?" ”

She didn't answer, just glared at him, and the blade froze.

He smiled, and as soon as his shirt was unbuttoned, his middle coat fell.

The girl's shoulders are like snow, tied with a chest strap, the chest belt is undulating like a distant mountain, covered with snow, the shallow shadow is eye-catching, provoking reverie, in a trance, such as going to a cloud and rain Wushan Xiaolou spring dream, but she was cut by the hideous knife wounds on the shoulders and waist, and a wind and frost fell in the clearest and most beautiful scenery in the world, which was dazzling.

Bu Xihuan turned his gaze away, as if he didn't see the knife wound, and then asked, "How do you feel?" ”

His voice was noticeably quieter, and he put away the shirt with her body temperature, and when he turned back, he didn't hear her answer, and his hand came to her trouser belt. She wore a man's robe, and when the outer robe was untied, only the outer trousers and the obscene trousers remained. As soon as his hand touched the belt of her waist, she breathed a sigh of relief, and anger seemed to squeeze out of her teeth.

"Step! Pity! Happy! ”

Bu Xi laughed happily, the smile was not happy, some was light, some was cold, and some was suppressed anger. Ignoring her anger, he pulled her pants down with his hand! Overhead, she hissed as she inhaled, but his breath was a blanket of air.

The clothes and pants in the army are not usual, the pants are as long as the knees, her calves are smooth as jade, and her ankles are delicate and lovely, he holds them gently, and the palm is as smooth as warm jade. He squatted on the ground, half-bowed his head, lifted her legs, helped her take off her shoes and socks, and put the outer pants under her feet, so as not to cool her feet.

Twilight Qing's body was difficult to move, her eyes fell, and when she saw the man and the emperor doing this, her gestures were elegant, and her voice was calm.

"I heard that the wise general is unparalleled in wisdom and bravery, and on the way to the army, he also conducted an autopsy to investigate the case, forced the enemy to show up, called for the grassland to sit alone for five days, drenched in rain all night, dyed with cold all night, and bravely rescued the new army all the way?" He didn't raise his head, and asked casually, when the west wind rose outside the window, and a chill suddenly felt in the room.

Twilight pursed her lips and didn't say anything, didn't she tell the moon to kill him not to sue him?

"I heard that the general fought bravely against horse bandits in Shangyu Village, was stabbed twice, cut his flesh to heal his wounds, and bravely defended the village?"

“……”

"I heard that the general can find out a case of human flesh after having a luncheon, and reveal the whereabouts of the enemy's prince?"

“……”

"I heard that the general can get out of the quicksand pit, solve the problem, break into the snake cave, and find the secret treasure?"

“……”

Bu Xihuan asked four times in a row, Twilight Qing didn't say a word, only to see him look up and smile at her, that smile was like the sun in a lazy spring afternoon, lazy, but scorching, "The general's journey is really wise and brave, just listen to people and feel wonderful, it is better for the general to talk about it himself, there are some things I don't know." For example, what about the thighs in the General's Pavilion? ”

Twilight still didn't say anything, only looked at the west window, her eyes were as cold as frost.

There are two things in the world, the pen of the historian and the mouth of the secret guard - both should be punished!

"Do you remember what I said before I joined the army?"

Twilight Qing was slightly stunned, Bu Xihuan got up, stroked the knife wound on her shoulder and waist, his fingertips were warm, and there was a strange strength inexplicably, her knife wound was already healed, and when he touched it, the entire shoulder and waist were inexplicably itchy.

One of the medicines in the Sanhua hemostatic ointment he gave had a miraculous effect on eliminating scars, and it was obvious that she didn't use much medicine in order to save the life-saving medicine, so she had a shallow scar on her body. The scar was light pink, not deep, but quite eye-catching. He stroked it and said, "I once said that the northwest land, the desert wasteland, is uninhabited, nuisances, wolves, storms and quicksand. If you insist on coming here, Xu will feed the wolf's belly, sacrifice the sword, bury the quicksand, and never return. It seems that you are really not afraid. ”

"I also said that if you bury your bones in the northwest, there will be millions of corpses in the world. It seems that you really didn't take it to heart. He added.

Twilight Qing was really angry when she saw Bu Xihuan, and it was hard to say for a while, it wasn't that she didn't remember, she just felt ......

Before he could come up with a reason, Bu Xihuan picked her up and sent her to the couch.

Twilight's thoughts in her heart suddenly dissipated, only to be angry, and she was about to speak, when she saw Bu Xihuan cover her with a quilt, put the tent and went out.

I heard him walk to the door and say, "Fetch water!" ”――

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This is to make up for yesterday, two more before 0:00.