Luo Lingyu's heart trembled: "Look at your hands, they are so beautiful... I can't help but want to give you an injection."

Lu Yun: “…”

His fingers trembled, and he came back to his senses. He was suddenly awakened by her.

Luo Lingyu held her chin up and looked at him, her eyes flowing. She sat beside him, smiling, gentle and smart, and her cunningness was obvious.

It was a long night, the evening breeze was blowing on their faces, and their eyes met.

The tacit understanding that needs no words is evident in the eyes.

Tired, warm. Happy, nostalgic. Lu Yun raised his eyelashes, lowered his eyelids, and kissed the girl in a casual sitting position leaning against the haystack. Lu Yun whispered vaguely: "Am I too impatient..."

Suddenly, General Wei's voice came out loudly: "General Lu..."

General Wei turned around and saw his soldiers holding lights. He saw the couple kissing between the haystacks. General Wei was stunned and immediately turned away: ...Yes, you are too impatient!

Chapter 111

"General Lu..."

The voice of Wei Cong, the general of Wei, came suddenly and then disappeared suddenly.

She was still a little thin-skinned. When she found out that she was seen, Luo Lingyu felt very embarrassed. She stepped back and covered her mouth with the back of her hand, refusing to kiss again. Her eyes were moist, as if there was a layer of mist in them, hazy and about to fall. Flames lit up on the water again, and sparks splashed in the brilliance of the water shadows.

This looks good.

Lu Yun may not be obsessed, after all, he had just retreated from the battlefield, and was exhausted both physically and mentally. When Luo Lingyu retreated, he did not stop her. But he lifted his eyelashes and looked into her wet eyes, and suddenly his heart was empty. It was as if he had lost his soul.

Lu Yun still had a somewhat cold expression on his face, but when the girl retreated, he reached out and held the back of her head, pressing her back into his arms. He leaned down and kissed her again.

Sudden enthusiasm.

The temperature between our lips and tongues suddenly rose.

Luo Lingyu pounded his shoulder, asking him to let her go: "Mmmmm!"

Lu Yun closed his eyes, the firelight shone on his face, and the shadows cast under his eyelashes. His face was still a little pale, but his heart was warm. His sudden deep affection and the hot temperature between his lips and teeth almost suffocated Luo Lingyu——

What's wrong with this person?!

The firelight was dim, the candlelight was weak, and the strong wind at night hit the iron horses, harnesses, weapon racks, etc., making a continuous clanging sound. From near and far, the cheers, drinking games, and drunken nonsense of the soldiers were all clearly heard. In other parts of the tent, there were patrols in groups of three or four. The lantern fell on the ground next to the quaint saddle and was almost stepped on by a patrol who passed by inadvertently.

But there is constant cursing.

In the distance, where lights shine brightly, strong liquor is filled, a night banquet is held to celebrate the battle, and the main course is served. There are performers wearing masks and gorgeous clothes, singing and dancing in front of the soldiers, pushing everyone's desire to win the battle to the peak. There is not much entertainment in the military camp, and the singers use local materials, sitting cross-legged on the ground, hitting chopsticks and singing:

"Gathering vetch, gathering vetch, the vetch also stops. Saying return, saying return, the years also do not stop.

There is no home or room, because of the Xianyun. There is no time to rest, because of the Xianyun..."

All those gradual things were a bit far away. What was in front of her was only the calm face of her husband with his eyes downcast. His appearance was so clear and bright, and his temperament was as broad as mountains and rivers, which was so exciting. Luo Lingyu was kissed so hard that she lost her mind for a moment. She trembled and grabbed the clothes on his shoulders. When she heard him sucking her lips, he said in a vague hoarse voice: "I thought I would never see you again..."

Luo Lingyu's eyes narrowed, and her heart was struck at once, making her feel distracted and heartbroken.

Yes, her future husband is in danger of death.

A man who knew he could die at any moment, but never showed it. He always looked calm and in control, and his expression was deceptive, making her think he had it all figured out, and she even forgot about the disaster that had befallen him.

But deep down, Lu Yun is also afraid, right?

Luo Lingyu's eyes were hot, her heart was wrinkled, as if she was soaked in water. She suddenly hugged his neck tightly and moved forward passionately. It turned out that he was calmly holding the back of her head and kissing her. She moved forward and made love with him, burying her whole body in his arms and pushing him back.

Who cares if anyone else comes to see it?

Almost impatient, she hugged his young, energetic shoulders tightly. The haystack was fluffy, and Lu Yun was really pushed down. He was also surprised, raised his eyebrows, and then laughed sullenly. There was some pampering, and some teasing, as if he had not expected his sister Yu'er to be so brave.

Lu Saburo was pushed back and fell on the haystack, the belt around his waist was tangled in the interaction between the two. He kissed her boldly and passionately, and then moved his kiss to her neck. When the girl trembled and held his Adam's apple in her mouth and licked it gently, he felt his body tremble violently, and a very hoarse hum came out of his throat.

Lu Yun's voice was so hoarse and enchanting: "Sister... continue..."

The young man's neck suddenly lifted up, and the blood vessels below were suddenly visible. The slender neck, the prominent Adam's apple, the hand holding her waist suddenly and forcefully... Lu Yun's body was hot, and he pressed her to him, and his hand rubbed her uncontrollably. The action that was always calm and indifferent on weekdays was now full of anxiety and annoyance.

Can't wait.

Luo Lingyu was surprised by his reaction and blushed. She had never seen a beautiful woman obsessed with sex like this, and she had never seen Lu Yun like this when he was sober... It turned out that he had such a big reaction when he was kissed on the neck.

It made her blush.

As they pushed and pulled, their clothes were torn, and Luo Lingyu was both happy and embarrassed. Luo Lingyu put her hands on their chests, and when he rubbed her, she was so uncomfortable that she didn't know how to cooperate with him. She almost felt that she was going to succeed here, and she felt excited despite the fear. Suddenly, Luo Lingyu didn't know where she touched, and felt that the man under her hand trembled and stiffened, groaned, and instinctively dodged back.

Not that kind of excitement.

But painful.

Luo Lingyu suddenly woke up: "Brother Xuechen, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Yun calmly held her hand, not letting her touch him again. He pressed his lips against her clear collarbone and smiled softly, "Brother is just having fun."