"I can use my hands." As soon as the words came out, she wanted to bite off her tongue, ahh

He Dangli closed his eyes in resignation and waited, welcoming the scene where the master pushed her to the ground in anger and left her to fend for herself.

But soon, she didn't seem to have to wait, and her whole person trembled more and more, and she didn't even dare to open a crack in her eyelids. The back is cold, accompanied by a slight numbness.

The more this is the case, the more He Dangli feels that he is not a person. She not only defiled the master physically, but even now she wants to defile the master who is pure and pure, pure in heart and has few desires.

Immediately, the man re-wrapped the bandage on her, and then walked out silently.

Nothing had happened before.

The moment the person went out, He Dangli breathed a sigh of relief and buried his head in a pillow filled with the faint fragrance of Canaan wood on the man's body.

She felt that if she was meeting other masters in the future, it would be wrong, and the masters would leave a psychological shadow on her from now on.

The Buddha is sorry, she is guilty!

But soon, the man who had been being nagged in her mind went and returned, still holding a big bowl of steaming green vegetable and minced pork porridge in his hand.

He Dangli, who hadn't eaten for a long time, was already hungry just by smelling it from a distance. The pale-faced master stopped at the small wooden table not far from him, but he couldn't come.

He Dangli's stomach was rumbling and singing about the empty city plan, and even his throat was constantly secreting too much saliva.

She was so hungry that she almost forgot to think with her head. It's just that the pair of foggy and seductive phoenix eyes widened, and he looked pitifully at the porridge in the hand of the man who was obviously close at hand, but it was difficult to reach.

Qinghe saw that the porridge was already slightly cold, sighed lightly, and then walked over with the porridge with green vegetables and minced meat.

"Master, I know it's wrong, I won't dare in the future."

"Hmm."

He Dangli can't move his hands at all now, and he can't even do small things like eating, so he can only beg someone to take care of him.

It's just that she feels that she has never been so embarrassed and unlucky in her life as she is today, just because when the man held her and sat up, her body fell uncontrollably. You can't hit your head well, why did you choose such a place???

She felt that not only herself was poisonous, but even the god of fate was poisonous.

He Dangli accidentally fell on Qinghe's leg, because the upper body is basically paralyzed in the lower half of the body, except for the neck can move. As soon as he wanted to say something, there was a faint musky smell in his nose, and he subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked it.

Even watching her things grow up, against her slightly open mouth, and she had to use her tongue when she wanted to speak, and the dark fabric was wet.

She felt that after today, she might really be notorious as an obscene/blasphemous monk, and she would be famous for a hundred years, and maybe she would be thrown rotten eggs and rotten leaves on the road in the future.

Qinghe, who was half leaning on the bed, squinted her eyes comfortably, her comfortable voice overflowed slightly, and her subordinates subconsciously hooked her loose hair.

The brightened head was still stupidly trying to call him for help.

If time could never come, He Dangli would definitely swear that even if he killed himself, he would not eat that bowl of porridge. Phew, yes, don't be fed or come over to death, it's better to be like a dog pickpocketing than now.

"Big ..... Guru..... Finally, he pushed the tip of his tongue out a little, and called Qinghe's name indistinctly.

I hope that the master can react as soon as possible, so as to save her from the fire and water, and she is so hungry, if you don't eat that bowl of green vegetables and minced meat porridge, it won't taste good when it cools.

Besides, mutton should be eaten hot to be fragrant. Otherwise, when it cools, it will have an unpleasant smell of mutton, which is unacceptable.

The saddest thing is that she has become a waste, otherwise she would have gotten out of bed and kowtowed to apologize.

"Donor, do you know what you're doing now." The man's low and hoarse voice seemed to be bewitching, pulling people into the abyss step by step. The original desire/desire has not been completely suppressed, and both of them know each other.

"I.... Woo.... He Dangli just wanted to apologize before he was slapped in the face by the little guy who suddenly appeared, his pupils widened unconsciously, and he was at a loss.

Men love cleanliness very much, and even they will carry incense on their bodies at all times. It's just that this thing doesn't match me at all, and its face is extremely hideous.

It's like a great general showing off his achievements.

"The benefactor is seducing the poor monk."

"I.... I... No..... He Dangli only felt extremely embarrassed, and even avoided his eyes, but she forgot that she was now a quadriplegic disabled person? In addition to the brain, the melon seeds can still move, and then there are only tongues and eyeballs.

And what happened in the next second was something she would never forget.

Her face hurts, it really hurts, and now even her cheeks hurt, and even her throat and eyes are blocked uncomfortably.

If He Dangli could go out and have a look now, he would find that outside the tent they were in, the surroundings were quiet. The tents of the other merchant girls were set up not far away.

Because they are nomadic people, the furniture they bring is very simple. Even most of the color choices are dark colors, just because dark colors are more resistant to dirt than light colors, not to mention that it is still in this winter day when it is frozen for thousands of miles and the wind is biting.

In the small room, the shallow and tall woman can't see her face clearly, and she is buried between the man's legs, as if she is doing something that is not conducive to the core values of socialism. The man in an elegant plain robe looked lazy and half leaned against the head of the bed, and his slender and white fingertips rubbed the woman's chaotic scattering of three thousand green silks like ink paintings from time to time.

On the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where does the jade teach.

He Dangli felt that she was now simply faceless to face the master who had been defiled by herself, just like the mentality of a watery cabbage that was suddenly arched by a pig.

And she's the old and ugly old sow.

Wait for the man to bring water to wash her mouth and face. The whole person buried his head in the pillow after losing his strength, and he wanted to dig a hole to bury himself in it, and even the smell seemed to remain in his mouth and lingered.

Sure enough, she was guilty, and it was still the kind of unforgivable sin. Buddha, I'm sorry.

"If the donor doesn't drink it, this porridge will be really cold." Qinghe still has a light face that has not happened to anything, as if the person who forced her to be crazy and out of control is not him.

"Drink." People are iron and steel, and if they don't eat a meal, they are hungry and panicked, and they can't get along with their stomachs no matter what.

After eating and drinking, He Dangli was injured for the sake of his injury, and after a while, he fell asleep again, and his mind even wandered around how to confess his identity to Qinghe, and then send himself back to the barracks.

And how are Zhu San, Fan Fan and the others doing now?

Many things were like heavy things pressing on her heart, heavy and uncomfortable.

Two more days passed, and He Dangli finally reached the happiness of being able to go to the ground and control his body, and he almost jumped up.

also knew the news that Fan Fan and they were fine, and she was immediately relieved, and she felt that it was time to say goodbye to the master. After all, sleeping in the same quilt every night, she is also under a lot of pressure.

Besides, she is also a psychologically and physically normal person, not to mention that she is still in a place where she has a huge amount of energy and nowhere to vent, and there is such a man lying next to her every day, or such a good-looking man, and even a man who has saved her three times and twice, she sometimes can't help but feel a little uneasy.

Not to mention the sex of food, she didn't feel any shame.

What's more, in the past few days, for some reason, she has always had a rare dream in her dreams that makes her face red, and even when she wakes up, she will feel that her lower body is sticky/mushy and uncomfortable, she naturally knows what it is, but she just doesn't want to admit it.

And it's a bit too shameful, which has never been the case before. In the end, I can only naturalize the problem of not abstaining from sex for too long. The most terrifying thing is that the person on the body is actually a master?

It's like a dog in the sun, or a thunder falling from the sky, splitting her to the outside and the inside.

For some reason, he didn't even come back in the evening, and even when he went out early this morning, he was in a hurry, as if he was going to do something. He Dangli had to hold his cheeks and continue to wait. And she didn't dare to do the same as the last time, and she didn't say goodbye after leaving only the letter, maybe the relationship between the master and her who had finally eased up would soon return to the freezing point.

"Have you seen where Master Seihe went?" He Dangli couldn't help but speak out after eating the small porridge of green vegetables sent in.

"I don't know about this, maybe the master is busy with something." In the past few days, in addition to Qinghe, who has helped take care of her diet and daily life, only this little girl with a red face and a round body is helping to take care of her.

"Oh, so do you know when she'll be back?" Because she really wanted to see the few friends she had now, and tell them that she was still alive and that she didn't have to worry. I wanted to know how they were doing now, and how many people were left in the end of the hundred-man team she led that night.

"I don't know, this Qinghe master didn't say it." The little girl also doesn't know anything, and sometimes she is even completely out of the situation.

"Okay, thanks."

He Dangli didn't ask for the answers and information he wanted, and he couldn't help but be a little interested, and even wanted to run away, and then tell him to cut it first and then play.

Originally, the thought only came full circle in my head, and then it just lingered anyway.

And she is a quick action person who wants to do it, and still left a letter as before. And this time, it seems that he can't take out half a copper coin when he touches it, so he can only smile awkwardly.

Tomorrow I will send the money, and I will even lick some more sesame oil money, I hope the master will not be angry.

Then she picked up the crutches specially prepared for her and limped to the barracks not far away, feeling a little guilty of being a thief.

And not long after she left, a person came out of the shadow area outside the tent against the light, and it was the person who could not be found in a day today.

The low, hoarse voice revealed an inaudible hint of anger; "Which way did she go?"

"Back to the master, I went to the Zhengyang military camp." The man paused, and then continued; "But you need your subordinates to stop people now."

"No, I'll look for her myself tomorrow."

How could the little bird that was originally confined in the palm of his hand run out of the palm of his master so easily, not to mention that it was still on the sparrow with a bolted line, and it couldn't even fly far.