Chapter 419: You're shameless
"Oh......"
Zhao Ping glanced at Ning Yu and began to take off his pants.
Yu Guang suddenly glanced at the two long legs, Ning Yu hurriedly turned his face away, covered his face with wide sleeves, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Zhao Ping, you are shameless!" β
Zhao Ping smiled, "What are you covering?" I should have seen it a long time ago! β
Zhao Ping took the medicine and gave himself medicine.
Ning Yu moved his wide sleeves slightly and secretly glanced at them.
The man lowered his head and drugged it, and didn't seem to notice Ning Yu's peeking gaze.
Zhao Ping also had a lot of scars on his legs, but they didn't matter, and they had already grown.
The new pink flesh is very glaring against the wheat-colored skin.
Zhao Ping suddenly raised his head and met Shang Ningyu's eyes.
Ning Yu hurriedly covered it with his sleeve, Zhao Ping leaned over, and as soon as he scooped up his long arms, he grabbed the wide sleeves of the green plum with a white background, and the smell of grass filled the tip of Ning Yu's nose, "Hey, how long have you been watching me?" β
"No......" Ning Yu struggled and withdrew his sleeve, "I just see that you have a wound on your leg." β
"Sophistry!" Zhao Ping snorted, his eyes full of smiles, "Say, are you hungry for my body?" β
"If you're really hungry, I can make it difficult for you......"
Ning Yu folded his hands and covered his mouth, "Shut up!" β
The words were too urgent, and Ning Yu couldn't help but cough again.
Zhao Ping immediately put away his hippie smile and helped Ning Yu to help her get along.
"Is it better......"
Ning Yu nodded slightly, and the hand that was pressed on his chest hung down.
Touching a patch of smooth skin.
Ning Yu's hand paused, and when she looked down, her hand actually fell on Zhao Ping's thigh.
was busy about to let go, but was held down by Zhao Ping.
He held her hand, and the other hand slipped off her back and down to his waist, pulling her body forward and leaning down to kiss her.
Listening to the sound in the car, Zhan Xiaochu and Feng Lian, who were guarding the side of the carriage, also silently moved away.
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Ning Yu pushed Zhao Ping away with difficulty before he wiped the gun, "Don't ......"
Her clothes had been faded to his waist, and her breasts were full of spring light, and her black hair was obscuring her.
Zhao Ping lay on top of her, breathing a little heavily, "Why?" β
How can Ning Yu answer why!
Ning Yu was silent for a long time, and Zhao Ping's soft lips fell on her collarbone and chest again, "I want ......"
It's about to reach the last step, hold Zhao Ping's hand, and say, "I'm not ready yet." β
Zhao Ping: "......"
Ning Yu was unwilling, and Zhao Ping naturally would not forcibly have a relationship with Ning Yu in order to satisfy himself.
He rolled underneath.
Ning Yu curled up in the seat, her jet-black hair covering her smooth back.
It's not cold in the car.
As soon as the two of them went up and down, they simply lay down like this.
After a long time, someone went to the carriage and asked, "Wang Ji, do you want to stop and rest?" β
Zhao Ping glanced at the little girl who was sleeping quietly, and replied, "Let's rest for a while." β
It's really cold to ride a horse and blow the wind on a snowy day.
Ning Yu opened his eyes.
Zhao Ping had already dressed and was sitting opposite Ning Yu at the moment.
Her clothes had been pulled up, too.
Ning Yu sat up and tidied up her clothes.
Zhao Ping beckoned to her, "Come here." β
Ning Yu didn't move.
Zhao Ping looked at her for a moment, got up and sat down, and broke Ning Yu's body so that she turned her back to him.
He combed the girl's hair with his hand.
The girl's hair is as smooth as satin, and she doesn't need to be combed.
Ning Yu turned his face, "You ......" 88
"Don't move!" Zhao Ping broke her head back, "Didn't you say that you won't have curled your hair?" I'll help you out. β
Ning Yu couldn't hide her surprise: "You still have curled hair?" β
"Of course! I will have a lot of tricks, but it's a pity that you don't give me a chance to perform. Zhao Ping meant something.
Ning Yu: "......"
Ning Yu stepped on Zhao Ping's toes, "Can you have a face?" β
Zhao Ping hissed, but his hands did not stop.
Zhao Ping won't be complicated, just a very simple one.
He had seen his sisters in the family wear their hair in such a bun.
The bun was curled, and Ning Yu also came down to breathe.
Zhao Ping jumped out of the car after her.
Ning Yu frowned and was displeased, "Didn't you say you couldn't come down?" β
"Where is it so delicate!" Zhao Ping stretched his waist, "I've been bored for more than three months." β
This sentence stabbed Ning Yu, she didn't speak again, just took a fox fur from the car and wrapped it around him.
Feng Lian also looked at the two of them and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhan Xiaochu patted him: "What are you sighing about going back!" Were you blinded by the handsome guards in the Yan Palace? β
Wind Lotus also: "......"
"I sigh that it's rare for lovers to stay together." Feng Lian also sighed again.
Zhan Xiaochu: "You really fell in love with the little guard of Yanwang Palace!" Say it earlier, I'll tie it up for you! β
Wind Lotus also: "......"
Forget it, he doesn't talk to fools.
Wind Lotus also turned in another direction.
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Yanwang City is not far from Jiaming Valley, even if there is heavy snow blocking the way, it only takes 12 days to reach Jiaming Valley.
The day before arriving at Jiaming Valley, he sent someone back to deliver the letter.
Knowing that Zhao Ping was captured and the soldiers returned, the entire barracks were almost empty, and they all went out of the camp to welcome the heroes back to the camp.
"That's Wang Ji's carriageβ"
On the hillside, I don't know who shouted like this, and then there were shouts one after another.
"I saw it! I see it! β
"Where, where? Why didn't I see it? β
Ning Yu's carriage was too gorgeous and spacious, and everyone knew that car when he left.
At that time, they thought that this Wang Ji was fooling around, and she had gone and never returned, but they didn't expect her to come back, and she came back with the captured soldiers.
The carriage drove through the Jiaming Valley, and the sergeants all over the mountains ran with the carriage.
Out of Jiaming Valley, the carriage stopped.
Feng Lian also reminded outside the car window: "Wang Ji, Marshal Zhao is waiting again." β
Ning Yu jumped out of the carriage.
As soon as Ning Yu got out of the carriage, Mrs. Zhao knelt down and bowed: "Chen Zhuoqi greets Wang Ji!" β
Ning Yu dodged away, "Marshal, why is this?!" β
Zhao Ping got out of the car and hurriedly avoided his father who was kneeling on the ground.
Zhao Yi next to him saw Zhao Ping get out of the car with all his beards and tails, and burst into tears: "Uncle! β
Zhao Ping pressed Zhao Yi's forehead.
Zhao Yi is still a child after all, his forehead is pressed, and his arms can only flutter.
"Don't spoil the scenery, I'll see what you want to do." Zhao Pingdao.
Zhao Yi: "I know! β
"Wang Ji is very gracious, Da Jiang is unforgettable, and the Zhao family is unforgettable! Minister, Zhao Zhuoqi, may be driven by Wang Ji! β
As soon as Mrs. Zhao said this, the entire military camp also bowed down in an uproar, "The minister is willing to be driven by Wang Ji!" β
Zhao Yi also slipped out from under Zhao Ping's hand and knelt on one knee, following the voice of everyone: "The minister is willing to be driven by Wang Ji!" β
The tens of thousands of soldiers in the battalion fell to their knees in the dark, and the sound resounded through the valley and penetrated the sky.
There seems to be only this voice in heaven and earth, deafening: "The minister is willing to be driven by Wang Ji!" β
Ning Yu turned around and looked at the soldiers who were kneeling all over the mountains in a daze.
The soldiers who came back from the Yan Kingdom, except for Zhao Ping, also knelt down and said the same thing.