Luo Lingyu was not so easy to fool: "Lu Yun!"
She pushed his face away from her shoulder, staring at his sweaty forehead, his face flushed with desire, and a ghostly paleness. Luo Lingyu suddenly became serious, and touched his waist with her hand: "You are injured, right?! Where are you injured? Are you hiding it from me, Lu Yun!"
Lu Yun looked slightly unhappy.
He still maintained a smile, holding her in his arms, and said vaguely, "You are not injured. It is a beautiful day. Why are you so upset, sister?"
Luo Lingyu raised her head and looked at him. The light in her eyes was like a lake of shattered starlight, swaying and blurred.
Lu Yun: “…”
Even though he knew that she might not be as sad as she showed, he could not help but pause when the girl stared at him with accusing eyes, saying "you lied to me", "I feel so wronged", and "Lu Yun is a bastard". Lu Yun tilted his head, feeling a little embarrassed - he was rarely led by a young woman.
Luo Lingyu knew that she couldn't let Lu Yun really get angry with her. After all, they hadn't gotten married yet. If she made a big fuss, what would he do if he didn't want to marry her? To deal with a man as arrogant as Lu Yun, she had to do it step by step.
Luo Lingyu used all her experience in hooking up with men on Lu Yun.
Then she saw the unhappy look on his face, and she trembled and leaned against him weakly, hugging his neck and sobbing.
Lu Yun: “…”
Luo Lingyu choked up, "I'm so worried about you. I don't have enough to eat or wear, and I miss you all day. I'm thinking about you in everything. The military camp environment is so bad, why do I stay here? It's because I want to help you. I'm surrounded by a bunch of stinky men all day, seeing blood every day, and getting injections every day. I'm so scared..."
Lu Yun: “…”
He was convinced by Luo Lingyu.
The man smiled helplessly, "Alright, alright, I have wronged you and made you suffer. You work in the military camp not because you are afraid of the fall of Nanyang City, not to accumulate a good reputation, not for the only remaining righteousness in your heart, but for me. It's all me, it's all me, who caused sister Yu'er to fall into this situation. You are wronged and crying, look, your nose is red from crying..."
Luo Lingyu blushed at his laughter and mockery. When he bent down to kiss her and pinch her face, she burst into laughter.
Luo Lingyu: "So are you injured?!"
Lu Yun hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, I was injured a little, but it's not serious."
He said it was not serious, but Luo Lingyu did not believe him at all and had to pull him to see clearly. The two flirted for a long time. Maybe Lu Yun was not in good spirits, or maybe he really liked Luo Lingyu. When Luo Lingyu pulled him to stand up and asked to go back to the tent to check his injuries, Lu Yun could not refuse and did not refuse. In the evening, neither of them went to the banquet, but returned to Lu Yun's tent. Luo Lingyu could not wait to urge Lu Yun to take off his clothes.
Lu Yun tilted his head at her: "Are you ashamed? This is the first time I have seen a woman who is so anxious to take off her husband's clothes."
Luo Lingyu: "Brother Xuechen, it's time to stop irritating me with your words, okay?"
Her beautiful eyes flickered as she glanced at him angrily. Lu Yun lowered his head and smiled. He couldn't move away, so he had to kneel on the couch under Luo Lingyu's gaze and slowly began to untie his belt. With broad shoulders and narrow waist, he took off his coat and untied his belt. His slow movements were like strolling in the garden, or a night orchid blooming alone, extremely alluring.
Luo Lingyu was younger after all, and even though she had done that with him, she still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he glanced at her. She avoided his gaze and didn't dare to look at him.
However, these charming emotions disappeared after he took off his shirt. Luo Lingyu saw some knife and sword scars on his chest and back. They were not fatal and needed bandaging. Compared with other men on the battlefield, they were insignificant. But, but... Lu Yun was much more handsome than other men. His injuries were like a pearl covered with dust, which was the most disappointing.
Luo Lingyu stared at the wounds on his shoulders and back, repeatedly checking them. After using all the methods taught by the military doctors, she still felt that they were minor injuries. She couldn't help but feel disappointed: "Is that it?"
Lu Yun glanced at her and said, "From your tone, it seems like you wish I would be seriously injured and bedridden?"
Luo Lingyu blushed: "No way!"
She just saw his reluctant reaction before and thought that he was seriously injured and had hurt his roots, so he didn't want to tell her. Luo Lingyu was worried. She had guessed that Lu Yun might have an incurable disease and guessed what if he had to rely on her for the rest of his life... She was conflicted. On the one hand, she was afraid that Lu Yun would throw the responsibility on her, but on the other hand, she was reluctant to leave Lu Yun. Luo Lingyu was almost scared to death by herself. Who knew that Lu Yun's injuries were really not serious as he said.
It was just like a minor scratch on his face when he accidentally shaved.
Luo Lingyu was disappointed, but she managed to cheer herself up: "Let me give you some medicine."
Lu Yun pointed, and she took the ointment according to his pointing and came back to apply it on him. He was only wearing shorts, with his upper body naked. His thin body was as strong as a sword that could chop down a mountain. The lines of his muscles and bones were smooth, like the finest silk covering a dragon, continuous and majestic, with the ups and downs of the mountains, all the way down to his narrow waist and hips.
Luo Lingyu put her hand on it.
Lu Yun looked over.
The girl was annoyed: "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm applying medicine to you, I'm not looking or touching you. What does your half-smiley look mean?"
Lu Yun chuckled: "I didn't say anything."
Luo Lingyu: "You didn't say it, but it's written in your eyes. You think I'm being too sentimental and seduce by your beauty... Humph, you're so arrogant, you deserve it..."
Lu Yun suddenly interrupted her and said softly, "Sister Yu'er, you have been thinking a lot just now, right? Have you ever thought about what you would do if I was really seriously injured to death or got an incurable disease?" He reached out and hooked her hair, twisting it around his fingertips a few times, smiled slightly, lowered his eyelids to look at her, and said in a coaxing tone, "You have thought about it, right?"
Luo Lingyu was silent for a moment: "Brother Xuechen, it's best not to test love on a daily basis."