In the early autumn, the genius is slightly bright, the mist is filled, the sight is pale white, hazy, a little cold, it is originally a remote town, because of this light fog, more and more depressed.

As soon as the city gate opened, several soldiers defending the city yawned, disheveled, and in a decadent spirit, lined up in two with swords, and continued to doze off.

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horses' hooves stepping on the bluestone slabs disturbed their sense of return, and they invariably opened their eyelids and looked ahead in displeasure.

The carriage was already more than 100 meters away from the city gate.

The carriage was wrapped in fine golden silk on all sides, and it was larger than an ordinary carriage, and the style was ordinary, not very luxurious. However, although the carriage was ordinary, the two horses pulling the carriage in front of it were rare, one red and one white, tall and fat. What is even more rare is that the two horses are exactly the same, and even the frequency of running is the same, so that the carriage is stable, and the speed is much faster than that of ordinary carriages.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage had come to the city gate, and the horse was driven by a young strong man, who lifted the reins up in his hand, and the two horses stopped at the same pace, and were well-trained and quite spectacular, so that the guards guarding the city were all open-eyed, and they were completely sleepy.

"Ge'er, bear with me, I'll be at the inn soon."

It turned out that the people in the car were Xiao Mochen and Lige, who went south a few days ago, and only half of the journey to Gusu was only halfway there, and they only arrived in Jialing City at this time.

The car was very spacious, as big as half a small room, and a small bed was laid out, on which Xiao Mochen and Lige rested.

Xiao Mochen sat upright, and Lige half leaned, leaning most of his body in Xiao Mochen's arms, most of his long black hair like silk was coiled up with silver ribbons, and the rest of the green silk was scattered behind him.

Li Ge wrinkled a little white face, her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling slightly, her red lips in the past were colorless at the moment, she held her stomach in Xiao Mochen's arms, spasms in great pain, her anger was like a gossamer, and she kept moaning.

She was covered with a white mink fur coat, but Xiao Mochen was in a cold sweat, soaking through her clothes, as if the two were not at the same time.

Xiao Mochen looked at the painful Lige in his arms, mourned in his heart, and directly scooped her up and put her on his lap. With his face against her forehead, one palm reached into the white mink's fur coat, put it on her abdomen through the clothes, rubbed it gently, and her chapped lips moved: "Ge'er, what about this?" Is it better to do that? Well? His voice was hoarse with pain, as if he were the one who was experiencing pain at the moment.

"Xiao Mochen, it's still very painful, woo woo! It was like dying. In the end, I couldn't bear the intense pain in my body, and I cried directly.

Xiao Mochen originally endured the fear in his heart, pretending to be calm, and wanted to give her strength and comfort. But as soon as she started crying, his heart seemed to be cracked, his hands and feet suddenly became cold at an imperceptible speed, his face faded rapidly, and he was so panicked that he was so frightened that he hurriedly picked up her face, and began to say incoherently and intermittently: "Ge'er, Ge'er, don't cry, don't cry, I'm sorry, it's me who is not good, I made you suffer, and you will go to the inn soon, bear with it, endure it."

After speaking, Xiao Mochen held her face, like a chicken pecking at rice grains, and kissed her indiscriminately, passing by her forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth.

Benzoin was burning in the incense burner on the low desk, the pale white smoke was wisps, it seemed that even the air was quiet, Lige was in a trance, in addition to the sharp pain in her abdomen, she also felt Xiao Mochen's fear, remorse and powerlessness.

"Xiao Mochen." Lige opened his tearful eyes, shouted in a deep nasal voice.

"Uh-huh, yes, I'm here." After hearing her voice, Xiao Mochen immediately calmed down, only to see that the wet eyes of the person in his arms were pure and clear, and the water rippled around, as if the spring breeze had blown a ripple. He only felt that his heart was "pounding", and endless hearts surged between heaven and earth, all melted into her eyes.

Lige grabbed Xiao Mochen's collar tightly with one hand, as if she was going to grasp the last straw, and put the other hand on the back of his neck, and with a force, she easily kissed his chin.

However, in a few days, sparse green scum had emerged from Xiao Mochen's chin, which made her lip flap a little painful, and after a while, she moved her lips away, met his fine phoenix eyes, and said, "I don't blame you, it's good that you are here."

If there is anything in this world that Xiao Mochen can never resist, it is a soft and cute song.

Xiao Mochen couldn't see Lige's big wet red eyes the most, he couldn't hear her snorting and her long voice, and he couldn't stand her snuggling up to him softly and coquettishly with him, so Xiao Mochen's self-control and rationality that he had built with all his strength were suddenly disintegrated at this moment, and he couldn't form an army.

His eyes tightened, like a beastly beast, and he pressed heavily on Lige's lips.

As soon as he touched the soft fragrance on his lips, Xiao Mochen lost control, deepening his strength, and the two of them tossed and turned, and they were inseparable from each other.

Lige only felt that his breath was suffocating, as if the whole person was about to melt under Xiao Mochen's lips, and his body, which was already weak, was even softer at the moment. She hurriedly stretched out her soft arms to wrap around Xiao Mochen's neck and stabilize herself.

Xiao Mochen's kiss was like a little beast with teeth biting on food, there was no chapter to be found, only a random gnaw. After only a while, Lige felt that his lips were numb, swollen and burning, and he couldn't help but bury Xiao Mochen's technique in his heart: he had kissed so many times, but his kissing skills had not grown, and he was like gnawing meat, treating her lips as sausages.

But it's okay, the lip flap hurts, and the pain in the abdomen can't be felt.

Thinking of this, Lige hugged Xiao Mochen tighter, raised his head, and responded to him.

This time the kiss was long and deep, and he found that he was sweating and breathing, and Xiao Mochen was infatuated and reluctant to let go of her. He gasped and rubbed her back into his arms, skin to skin, ears and temples grinding, the hand around her waist did not relax at all, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, his voice was a little deeper, a little hoarse, and said softly: "Ge'er, does it still hurt?"

Lige lay on top of him, gasping for air, the sickly pallor of his face gone, replaced by an abnormal flush, like ripe fruit, oozing juice. She shook her head weakly and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"I see. If you still have a lot of pain in the future, then I will kiss you until you get better," Xiao Mochen joked with a smile when he heard this, and said softly as if charmingly.

Forehead......

Lige was stunned, pursed her lips, and drew a circle on his chest, thinking that it was not good, every time she came, it would take several days, according to Xiao Mochen's technique, she didn't dare to go out for at least half a month.

"Master, it's here." Xiaobei's voice sounded outside.

As soon as the carriage heard it, the wind blew, the curtain of the carriage was raised slightly, Xiaobei, who got out of the carriage, opened all the curtains, Xiao Mochen walked out of it with Lige in his arms, Lige was covered with a mink fur coat, his hair was scattered, and his red face was buried deep in Xiao Mochen's chest.

Xiao Bei saw that his master's movements were gentle, and his face was also abnormally flushed, remembering the movement in the carriage just now, he immediately moved his eyes awkwardly and stared away.

"Go find a female doctor." As soon as he got out of the carriage, Xiao Mochen commanded.

"Yes!"

Soon after Xiao Mochen and a group of people entered the inn, another wave of dusty people with hats on their faces followed in.