As soon as Song Huan's lips touched Pei Yan's mouth, her body suddenly softened, and her pink and warm lips slid down from the man's thin lips, kissed his green stubble, and finally her head fell down, stopping at the man's sexy Adam's apple.
Pei Yan's back suddenly stiffened, and his ears turned red instantly.
"Huanhuan, are you...are you tired?"
"If not, shall we return to the tent first?"
Pei Yan hugged Song Huan's waist, his breathing rapid and hot.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Song Huan's hands on his shoulders fell down weakly, and at the same time, the weight of her body pressed all towards Pei Yan.
Pei Yan's eyes flashed, noticing something unusual. "Huanhuan!"
He tightened his arms and hugged the little woman in front of him, and a sense of fear suddenly rose in his heart.
"...Hmm?" Song Huan's eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at Pei Yan, who looked anxious, she was a little confused about what was going on.
Did she just faint? How long did she faint?
"Huanhuan?" Pei Yan was stunned when he saw Song Huan with misty eyes.
But the fear in his heart did not dissipate at all, instead it grew deeper and deeper into his heart.
Ever since Song Huan fell into a coma for three days for no apparent reason, he had a bad feeling.
He is afraid.
He would lose her...
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Pei Yan's brows knitted tightly together like the Chinese character "川". He lifted the man up horizontally and said in a deep voice, "I'll take you back to rest."
Song Huan became anxious when he heard it, "I'm fine."
"Didn't my husband say he wanted to take me to see someone? Let's go now."
Pei Yan lowered his head, his eyes turning colder: "You fainted and you still say you're fine?"
Song Huan carefully explained, "...Actually, it's not like I'm dizzy. My legs just felt weak for a moment."
She had regained consciousness and guessed that she hadn't been unconscious for long, maybe even less than a minute...
After all, if she had been unconscious for a long time, Pei Yan would have probably carried her out of the tent when she woke up.
"Why are your legs so weak, ma'am? Aren't you just scared?"
Pei Yan's voice was filled with an inexplicable chill, "We can meet those people anytime, there's no rush tonight."
"..." Song Huan knew that he couldn't win against Pei Yan, and couldn't help but criticize the broken system in his heart.
He really messed her up at the critical moment!
"Okay, then let's go back tonight."
After saying that, she patted Pei Yan's chest and said, "But I can walk back by myself. Put me down."
Pei Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at her indifferently.
Song Huan: “…”
What does this mean?
"Pei Yan, you... you put me down."
"No." Pei Yan snorted coldly, holding Song Huan and walked out of the tent.
"..." Is the master bullying them because they don't have wives?
Outside the tent, the soldiers who had been baptized by the bloody wind and rain all night...felt really sad.
But Song Huan was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She was carried out by Pei Yan in public... How embarrassing!
But they had already walked out of the tent and had completely lost face.
It's futile to struggle at this time, so you might as well... enjoy it.
So Song Huan quickly convinced himself, buried his face in Pei Yan's shoulder, smelled the faint medicinal scent on his clothes, closed his eyes and began to settle accounts with the system.
"Give it to me!"
Song Huan was not very friendly, "What happened just now? What the hell is going on?"
System: "Dear..."
Song Huan said indifferently: "Speak."
System: "I'm sorry, this is a system error."
Song Huan: "Haha. Just one mistake and it's over?"
System: "Dear, but this mistake is not entirely due to this system."
Song Huan: “???”
"System, are you trying to pass the buck again? Can you please take some responsibility?"
System: "Dear, this system is not trying to pass the blame on you. We just want to tell you the reason for the error. Please calm down."
"Or if you don't want to know the reason for the error, just close the conversation with this system."
Song Huan: “…”
I was criticized by the system, but it seems I can't refute it.
Although the system's tricky operation made her angry, Song Huan knew that being angry was useless.
I might as well listen to the reason and, if possible... take the opportunity to get some health points...
"Okay, I'll calm down."
"Tell me, what's the reason?"
System: "Dear, the person who was killed in front of you today was supposed to be your capture target 'Pei Yan', not the hero 'Chu Xun' in the book."
Song Huan's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean? What do you mean Pei Yan should be the one who killed someone?"
The system's electronic voice said in a serious tone: "Dear, you don't need to know the reason."
"You just have to know that this is how it's supposed to happen."
Song Huan: "I really believed your lies!"
"Forget it! I won't ask why! But does this have anything to do with me fainting just now?"
System: “…” Silence.
Song Huan waited for a moment: "You... are pretending to be offline?"
The system's electronic voice suddenly became much quieter: "Dear, the random mission was triggered because of certain actions of the target "Pei Yan"."
"..." Song Huan understood instantly.
In other words, this broken system originally wanted her to kiss Pei Yan after he killed someone?
"If it wasn't possible now, I would definitely block you for life."
Song Huan closed the conversation with the scheming dog system, and his heart sank.
If Pei Yan really killed someone, I'm afraid she... may not be able to complete this random mission...
Song Huan wrapped her arms around Pei Yan's neck and rubbed her head against his shoulder, "Husband."
"Yeah." Pei Yan responded lightly.
Song Huan's voice was muffled: "If I were by your side... could you kill someone without cutting their neck?"
Pei Yan continued walking. Hearing this, he assured her in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid. From now on, I won't kill anyone in front of you."
Song Huan couldn't help but raise his head and looked at Pei Yan with his sparkling eyes, "That's not what I meant."
"If you encounter danger, you still have to kill it. What I mean is... don't chop off the head... It's a bit scary to see Gulu rolling in front of your eyes."
Pei Yan couldn't help but pause. He looked down and saw Song Huan's serious expression. He couldn't help but tease: "What? Now you realize what's going on and feel scared?"
"I didn't even know who it was just now. He was so scared that he fainted, but he insisted on pretending that he wasn't afraid?"
Song Huan: “…”
So this is how Pei Yanyan viewed her fainting just now?
That would save her from having to think of any explanation.
Song Huan curved his eyes, tilted his head and said, "I really didn't feel scared just now..."
Pei Yan lowered his eyes and chuckled.
But Song Huan buried her face in Pei Yan's chest again and didn't see his eyes.
There was no smile in his eyes.
There is only a deep-seated unease.
After walking for about half a minute, Song Huan heard Pei Yan's heartbeat speed up a little.
This guy carried her for a quarter of an hour and must be tired.
Song Huan rolled his eyes and looked around. Apart from Pei Chen, Qin Shi and the others, there were only patrol teams passing by from time to time in the distance.
She whispered to Pei Yan, "There's not many people around here, husband, please put me down."
Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean, my lady? Are you worried that I won't have enough strength?"
Song Huan: "Huh? No. I just want to come down and take a walk."
Pei Yan's tone was unyielding, and his steps became faster. "My lady, there is no need to say this just to save my face. My lady is not feeling well, and it is my husband's duty to carry you back to the tent."
Song Huan: “…” Forget it.
Since this guy thinks he can do it, what can she, the person being hugged, say?
About a quarter of an hour later, the two finally returned to the tent.
Song Huan kept listening to Pei Yan's heartbeat and found that it not only did not get faster, but gradually became stable.
After Pei Yan placed her on the bed, Song Huan looked at his unchanged expression and wondered, "Husband, don't you feel tired?"
Pei Yan glanced at the bed, then at Song Huan. His usual expression suddenly turned red. "My lady has been frightened today. It's not appropriate to...perform the Zhougong ritual again. It's better for her to rest early."
Song Huan: “???”
Who wants to perform the rituals of Duke Zhou?
Why is this guy's head full of pornographic garbage now?!
"My husband, you're overthinking it." Song Huan quickly moved to the inside of the bed, got into the quilt and wrapped herself tightly.
But in Pei Yan's eyes, this action seemed more like an attempt to cover up something, and a smile filled his eyes. He stood up and extinguished the candle.
A moment later, the tent fell into darkness.
Song Huan was not asleep yet, with his eyes closed, listening to the rustling sounds in his ears.
Not long after, a body with a chill also entered the bed.
But for some reason, this body did not get close to Song Huan, and there was at least a shoulder width between the two of them.
"Husband?" Song Huan felt uneasy and couldn't help but call Pei Yan.
Pei Yan replied softly, "I'm here, don't be afraid."
Song Huan was silent for a moment, then opened his eyes and turned to Pei Yan, "But it's a bit far... You, come closer to me."
"The coldness in my body has not yet subsided..."
Before Pei Yan finished speaking, he turned around and saw Song Huan's wet eyes. She looked like she was about to cry and looked pitiful.
His heart suddenly tightened, and Pei Yan didn't care whether the coldness had dissipated or not.
He stretched out his long arms and embraced the person in his arms. Pei Yan frowned and said, "I was worried that the cold air would chill you, but now, even if you feel cold, you are not allowed to leave."
Song Huan pursed her lips and smiled softly, "I don't feel cold, and I have body heat, so I can warm up the bed quickly."
As she spoke, she reached out and put her arm around Pei Yan's waist. "I'm sure the coldness in your body will soon be warmed up by me."
The woman's soft fingers penetrated the thin inner garment, and the warmth from her palm continued to transmit to Pei Yan's lower back.
Before long, his body was already heating up.
"Huanhuan," Pei Yan said in a low voice, "You were frightened tonight. You should rest well."
Feeling a certain part of the man's body gradually getting hotter and swollen, Song Huan felt a surge of panic.
She really didn't intend to do anything impure!
"Actually, my husband..."
"Um."
"There's something you haven't answered me yet."
Pei Yan's eyes darkened, and the heat in his body subsided a little: "What's the matter?"
Song Huan couldn't help but trace circles on Pei Yan's lower back with her fingers. "The young lady Cui that my husband mentioned in the big tent today is Cui Yuning? And her father is Lord Cui, the former Censor of the Metropolitan Censorate?"
Pei Yan's eyes darkened, and he hugged Song Huan tighter: "Could it be that Huanhuan and the young lady from the Cui family are old acquaintances?"
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