Chapter 737: What Do You Do?
Baili Guyan was slightly stunned, then his eyes flowed, and he said lightly: "The child is three months old, and his belly is a little obvious, what's so strange about this?" ”
"Oh. Qianqian)" Bingyi nodded solemnly, looked at the towering quilt, and silently muttered in his heart: It's only three months old, and this belly seems too exaggerated, right? No matter how you look at it, it looks like she is already pregnant for nine months and is about to give birth.
Seeing Baili Guyan's tired face, Bingyi didn't ask much, and silently withdrew from the military tent.
Zong Zheng Shaoqing waited at the door of the military tent.
Bingyi shook his head at him, sighed and said, "Your Highness, go back, Miss I'm really tired and have already rested." Her body...... You also know that after a day of travel, she can't stay up. ”
Zong Zheng Shaoqing let out a "hmm", flicked his long sleeves, and walked away gloomily.
Can't stand it? Slept?
So why was the light still on in her tent a moment ago?
She is clearly hiding from this king!
Zong Zheng Shaoqing pulled the corners of his lips coldly. Ever since she had risked disappearing over the Fenshui for that boatload of grain and grass, the anxiety in his heart had betrayed his own emotions. Whether she is a hundred miles of lonely smoke or Shangguan Jingwan, if he falls in love, he is in love, do you still have to pick a name?
Zong Zheng Shaoqing and Bingyi had already left, but Rong Jue had not come out of the bed for a long time.
Baili Guyan lifted the quilt with some annoyance, only to find that the handsome god-like man had also fallen into the mortal dust, lying on her lap, and fell asleep.
Baili Guyan stretched out his hand and brushed his long black hair, looking at his haggard and cold lips, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart. After only such a short period of effort, he fell asleep, and it is conceivable that he had been trapped to a certain level before. He followed their convoy all the way, but he couldn't let Zong Zheng Shaoqing and others find out. Baili Guyan knew that he could only rely on his legs to follow when he thought about it with his toes.
Although Rong Jue's carriage is not moving fast, in the end, it is still several times faster than the speed of ordinary people walking. Brother Yun was injured and chased all the way, naturally exhausting his physical strength.
"Fool—"
Baili Guyan sighed imperceptibly, she saw Rong Jue's brows frowning, guessing that he must have slept extremely uncomfortably when he bent over, so she wrapped her hands around his waist, carefully avoiding the wound on his chest, holding him, trying to straighten his body.
The corners of Rong Jue's mouth couldn't help but hook up a wicked arc, his half-squinted eyes revealed the unique cunning temperament of some animal, and his tongue licked his lower lip inadvertently. He deliberately used three points of internal force, causing his body to sink a few points than usual.
Where can Baili Guyan hold him?
One stumbled and fell straight into his arms.
Rong Jue stretched out her arms, opened her eyes vigilantly, stopped her body, and then pushed away an arm's length, pretending to be surprised to look at Baili Guyan and said, "Wan'er, what are you doing?" ”
"I ...... I didn't do anything. Baili Guyan realized that their posture was so ambiguous.
She crossed her legs and straddled the man's thighs, and her cheeks were about to touch the bridge of the other's nose!
"Brother Yun, I'...... I really didn't do anything! Baili Guyan explained in a panic.
Rong Jue deliberately made a serious expression: "Wan'er, if you do something, I won't blame you." It's just ...... "JJ3607191."