Although I don't know what Cheng Muyun and Chen Hede are up to.
However, Xu Zhuohua still had a vague feeling that Cheng Muyun's future stigmatization might be related to this incident.
Cheng Muyun's reputation will be ruined next year, and his wife will also be burned to death by the rebels next year.
This intuition made Xu Zhuohua feel even colder. There were two stoves in Cheng Muyun's room, but she was still freezing cold.
Xu Zhuohua had a sense of fear that her death was not far away.
Why did I impulsively agree to Cheng Muyun's offer?
Unfortunately, it was after careful consideration that he jumped into this pit of fire himself.
Xu Zhuohua rubbed her hair, her mind a complete mess.
When she was in school, her mind was filled with Cheng Muyun's handsome photos, and she was even a little jealous of the woman he regarded as his life, so she deliberately did not try to understand that woman.
Now look what's happened; I've become that woman, completely clueless.
While leveling up and fighting monsters, he created a hidden quest for himself.
When Cheng Muyun returned, it was already late at night, and Xu Zhuohua was still lying on the table, regretting her actions.
He exuded a chill, and as he approached Xu Zhuohua, she clearly felt the cold and raised her head.
Cheng Muyun smiled and reached out to pat her head, but then realized his hands were cold and rubbed them.
Her voice was very gentle, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to sleep?"
Xu Zhuohua reached out and hugged Cheng Muyun's waist. The cold air from his coat made Xu Zhuohua shiver.
Cheng Muyun pushed her away, saying, "I feel cold."
"Then take off your clothes."
The man unbuttoned his coat and immediately took it off, leaving him in only a white cotton jacket. He opened his arms and smiled warmly, "Come on."
Xu Zhuohua nestled into Cheng Muyun's arms like a child.
All the mental preparation I had just put in completely crumbled the moment I saw Cheng Muyun.
Xu Zhuohua knew perfectly well that she loved the man in front of her.
Even if they were from different times, she first loved his appearance, then his temperament, and finally his sense of responsibility.
When she first met him, she wanted to understand him.
The first time she touched him, she wanted to observe him.
She was already captivated by their first embrace.
Xu Zhuohua never dreamed that she would marry Cheng Muyun.
The moment Xu Zhuohua realized that Cheng Muyun was a good person, she had already surrendered.
Love can give people a lot of courage for no reason, even making her, a history student, fantasize about changing history.
Cheng Muyun noticed that Xu Zhuohua's mood was off, so he cupped her cheeks and kissed her on the corner of her mouth.
"What's wrong?" The tone was extremely gentle, so gentle that Xu Zhuohua felt wronged and wanted to cry.
She forced back her tears and swayed her chin against the man's broad chest. "It's nothing, I just missed you."
The man smiled and put his arms around her back and waist.
Xu Zhuohua has an extremely thin waist. The original owner of this body was often hungry and it seemed that her stomach had degenerated. No matter how much Cheng Muyun fed her, she could not gain weight.
He's gotten a little taller; now he can touch Cheng Muyun's chin when he looks up.
Xu Zhuohua's figure was nothing like that of a Dongzhou person known for being strong; she resembled a gentle girl from Jiangnan, with a slender waist and a tender, lovely face.
Cheng Muyun was a typical Dongzhou man: broad shoulders, narrow waist, full muscles, tall stature, and strong limbs. This was the build of most men who rode horses and fought in battle.
"Chen Sihai said you didn't have dinner?"
Xu Zhuohua hugged Cheng Muyun's narrow waist and rubbed the muscles on the man's back, avoiding the bandages wrapped around his body. "I have no appetite."
Cheng Muyun was aroused by her touch, his breathing became heavier, and he said, "Stop fooling around."
Xu Zhuohua hugged her even tighter, "No."
As she spoke, she slipped her hand inside his clothes, her palm tracing up and down his waist, mimicking Cheng Muyun's usual actions to ignite his desire.
Cheng Muyun buried his head in Xu Zhuohua's messy hair and took a deep breath. "You started it."
The man grabbed Xu Zhuohua's restless hand, took it out from inside her clothes, and then put it behind her back. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and led her to the bedside.
Xu Zhuohua leaned against the pillar beside the bed. She was scared. Cheng Muyun was incredibly strong. There was no way she could break free. She couldn't even move a little.
"you……"
Xu Zhuohua opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, her lips were pressed tightly against his.
The chill on Cheng Muyun's body disappeared completely, and his skin gradually warmed up.
Xu Zhuohua moved her hand from behind Cheng Muyun's back to the front, haphazardly stroking the firm texture.
The passionate kiss moved from the lips to the chin, and then to the delicate neck.
Their breathing grew heavier, especially Cheng Muyun's.
Her fingers were never idle; her fingertips lingered on a different kind of touch, gently gathering, twisting, stroking, and picking. Cheng Muyun's large hand, which was holding her arm, suddenly loosened, and Xu Zhuohua's other hand seized the opportunity, quickly reaching inside his clothes.
A two-pronged approach.
Cheng Muyun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. A dizzying sensation followed, and the two of them fell heavily onto the bed.
The man looked down at her, his eyes burning with desire. "What's wrong with you today?"
I can't explain it.
Xu Zhuohua didn't know what was wrong with her. If she hadn't skipped dinner, she would have suspected that she had been drugged.
She had only one thought in her mind: "She has to have Cheng Muyun!"
From the moment she first saw his picture in a history book, Xu Zhuohua had already fallen in love with this man. However, she was too young at the time to understand what that kind of yearning and restless feeling was.
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