Genius remembered for a second, "Love ♂ ÷ small? Say →', provide you with wonderful novels to read. Jiang Shiya's small mouth was dry and bloodless, and she hurriedly opened her eyes when she heard his question, but she saw that her lips were gagged by the wind.

"I'm thirsty, I'm feeding you."

"Shameless." Jiang Shiya could only scold in her heart, her small mouth was blocked, and her breath was heavy in the wind, and she didn't let go of it.

This is the first time, the wind kisses her, and the kiss is not tender, so that she has no way to retreat and no way to resist.

There was a breath of love wafting in the small carriage space, Jiang Shiya panicked, she felt that something was wrong in the wind.

This kiss is completely different from the usual teasing, but it is as uncontrollable as drunk and disorderly.

Jiang Shiya desperately wanted to push him away, but the more she struggled, the tighter she hugged him, and the shackles made her completely breathless.

"Lord, the little bun is going to suffocate." Jiang Shiya took a break to muzzle out the words.

She didn't want to be the first woman in history to be kissed to death by a man. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

"Don't argue, you can't kiss, how stupid you are." The wind was biting her lower lip fiercely, and her eyes were dark and dark with uncontrollable restlessness.

"It's not that I can't, or the Lord won't, who can breathe through the air if you're so blocked, sure?? It's because you won't, Yin Lily has to escape. Jiang Shiya gasped and was depressed.

She hadn't practiced this kiss either, how could she, usually he wasn't so terrifying, his tongue was stuck into her throat, and it was uncomfortable.

"You want to run away too?" In the wind, the handsome face is gloomy, and the wind and rain are coming.

Jiang Shiya's question touched his backscales.

"Why do you want to run away from Xiao Baozi, anyway, this time I am helping Princess Yu to be your attendant, and when her child is born, I will be free, there is no need to escape." Jiang Shiya looked at him calmly with black and white beautiful eyes.

"You're righteous." His eyes flowed in the wind, and he took a breath and held back an innocuous word.

"Lord, the little bun's legs are already healed, do you want the little bun to kneel?" Jiang Shiya ignored his ridicule, and the most important thing now was to hurry to Yancheng.

"That's how you want to help Princess Yu?" The wind squinted slightly, and the stones could indeed be moved, but it was not so easy.

"She is gracious to me. [愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu ]" Jiang Shiya replied with a smile.

Somehow, the wind was angry when she looked at her smile.

I felt that no matter how hard I tried to punish her, it was useless for her, and she was dissolved by her like a thousand pounds.

On the contrary, it made him feel that he was playing with a child's temper, which was quite aggrieved and uncomfortable.

He knew that Jiang Shiya was pretending, and with her body, such a punishment would have been unbearable for a long time, and these legs might be useless.

But she didn't care at all, and smiled as if to ask him, is there enough of the trouble.

The tone was flat and unwavering, just like her attitude towards him.

There was no awe, no fear, only polite coldness.

Feng Zhongliu put her on the couch and lay her flat, covered her with a small corner quilt, and got out of the carriage.

Jiang Shiya gritted her teeth and screamed in pain, my grandmother, it hurts so much, my heart twitches.

I can't use my legs.

"Shiya, is it painful, I'll help you relieve the pain right away." The curtain of the carriage was lifted again, and Song Yi sat in with the medicine box.

"Doctor Song, after my legs regain consciousness, I'm dying of pain." Jiang Shiya bit her lower lip, she was biting and bleeding, and it hurt so much that she really wanted to cut off both legs.

"If you bear with it, I'll help you dredge the blood in it, so it won't hurt so much." Song Yi took out the silver needle, carefully lifted her brocade quilt, and seriously acupuncture.

"Did the Lord help you get rid of the stones?"

"Go, if he doesn't go, Princess Yu and I will have to fight him." Song Yi rolled his eyes, looking at Feng Zhongliu's black face, he knew that he didn't get a sense of refreshment from punishing Jiang Shiya's perverted behavior.

On the contrary, you can feel that he is unhappy.

It's really a twisty man, and he has to be willing to do it like this.

"That's good. Ah...... "A needle went down, Jiang Shiya almost bit her tongue in pain, and committed suicide."

"Keep this revenge in mind and must be avenged." Song Yi's movements in his hands were the most gentle.

"Hmm." Jiang Shiya gritted her teeth and replied with a word, only she knew how much hatred there was in this word.

Jiang Shiya fainted in pain, Song Yi was also sweating profusely, looked at the delicate Jiang Shiya, smiled, and finally saved this leg.

Thinking about it, the wind just now poured internal force into Jiang Shiya's legs.

Now that this person is moving the boulder, will the internal force be overdrawn?

But he also brought it on himself.

Song Yi covered the quilt for Jiang Shiya and turned the stove in the carriage to the maximum, when he heard several loud noises outside, followed by the sound of explosions.

Song Yi lifted the curtain and looked forward, the boulder had been blown into many small pieces, although it was a small piece, there were still several people in size.

"Cleaned up." Feng Zhongliu's face was pale, his forehead was oozing with fine sweat, and it was obvious that his internal strength was overdrawn, and his body was now weak.

"Lord, are you all right, do you want to take a pill." The guard next to him hurriedly came up to support him and asked worriedly.

Wind Stream glanced at him, shook off his hand and walked towards the carriage.

got into the carriage directly, sat on the couch and lay back and asked Song Yi: "How is the little bun?" ”

"Thanks to you, her legs are almost useless, you should be glad that her legs are not useless, otherwise you will be ready to take care of her for the rest of her life."

"She was originally a deity, who will she not follow the deity in the second half of her life?" The wind hooked his lips and replied without being salty.

"The daughter of the mansion, you expect her to follow you as an attendant forever, so you can dream slowly." Song Yi snorted coldly, jumped out of the carriage, and directly ignored Feng Zhongliu's weakness.

For beasts, she won't have any doctor's benevolence, and she can't die in the wind anyway.

It was only a few hours before I arrived in Yancheng, and I was not afraid of any more problems.

The broken stones were cleared by dozens of people, and the road was restored to traffic an hour later.

The carriage set off slowly, Jiang Shiya was still unconscious, Feng Zhongliu picked her up and put her on her lap, leaned on the back chair and closed her eyes.

Because of this delay, the plan to arrive in Yancheng tonight was delayed, and several people needed to rest due to internal exhaustion, and there was also Jiang Shiya, a patient, so it was decided to rest for one night in a small town outside Yancheng and have a good meal.

The group stayed at the Pearl River Inn in the town, it was cold and snowy, there were not many people in the inn, but there was a lot of food, and it was impossible to see that it was in the famine of Yancheng.

Ikebana Snow They are also hungry, and they don't care about the smell of Zhumen dog meat, and the road has frozen bones, so let's feed ourselves beautifully first.

Lang ran to Yancheng overnight to deliver a letter to King's Landing, so as not to worry about his grandfather, he said that he would arrive tonight.

Lang returned alone in the early morning, and Hanamichi Xue was a little disappointed, and she was still a little hopeful that King's Landing would follow.

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