"Wang ...... Rajah! ”

She called out to him in a trembling voice, her arms still instinctively clasped to her chest, and the blood seemed to be out of circulation.

Why is he here? The guards outside shouted as if he was catching an assassin, so isn't he dressed like this......

Thinking of this, Xia Qinghuan was shocked.

Quan Moxu took in her reaction, but he didn't care about this now, too good night vision was sometimes not a good thing, he closed his eyes, tried to get the fragrant and beautiful scene he saw just now out of his mind, and said in a dumb voice: "Don't make a sound!" ”

The two were obviously not very close, but the moment he spoke, Xia Qinghuan still felt the hot breath that belonged to him sweeping over her, so that the trembling feeling made her blush suddenly, and pressed back all the doubts in her heart.

In the silent camp tent where the pins could be heard, each other's breaths blended, and the atmosphere was subtle and awkward.

Xia Qinghuan bit her lip, and just wanted to ask him what was going on, when she heard footsteps hurrying by outside the tent.

"My lord, I've searched over there, but I haven't found anyone!"

"My lord, there is no such thing here!"

"He's injured and can't run far! Keep chasing this way! ”

The voices of the guards outside penetrated into the eardrums through the camp tent, and Xia Qinghuan's heart that had just been put down hung again.

He's hurt?!

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man's body, but the light in the tent was too dim, and he was wearing a black night coat, Xia Qinghuan couldn't see anything clearly, she could only smell a faint smell of blood in the air.

Frowning, she intently listened to the movement outside the tent.

The messy footsteps seemed to be fading away, and Xia Qinghuan looked at the man suspiciously, "Lord Wang, are you injured?" ”

For fear that those people would turn back, she spoke in a very small voice, and when she asked, there was a hint of imperceptible trembling.

"It's fine." Quan Moxu replied lightly.

Nothing will smell of blood?

Xia Qinghuan twisted her eyebrows and just wanted to refute, when she heard the footsteps outside the tent approaching again, she was suddenly startled, isn't she so unlucky?

The man next to him also seemed to be stagnant.

After a short silence, Quan Moxu's thin lips were coldly pursed into a straight line, and as soon as the tall figure turned, he was about to leave!

"Where are you going?"

Noticing his movements, Xia Qinghuan hurriedly let out a surprised sound, and almost subconsciously grabbed his hand.

The man snorted almost inaudibly, and her heart contracted, and she immediately let go of the strength in her hand. This man...... Dare to say that he was not injured!

But now is not the time to worry about this, Xia Qinghuan immediately said nervously: "You don't want to run out like this, do you?" ”

"They'll find it soon!"

The man's voice was tense and a little hoarse, as if he was not lightly injured. The feeling of irritability in Xia Qinghuan's heart became worse, and he even forgot that he was naked now, grabbed him with his smooth and white arms, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Then you can't go out either!" ”

She didn't care what he did to be chased, but now she will definitely be arrested if she goes out!

Taking a slight breath, she adjusted her mood again and added: "Lord Wang, listen to me, they may not necessarily come in, you stay in ...... first"

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly glanced at by Quan Moxu, "This king doesn't want to bother you!" ”

Xia Qinghuan was stunned, and suddenly crashed into his ink-black phoenix eyes, deep, twisted and a little condensed, domineering and unacceptable!

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