We're newlyweds.
"The Demon Master is very kind-hearted, not as she appears to be. Isn't the fact that she hasn't killed you yet an example of this?"
"I'm aware of the Demon Master's kindness to us." Leng Can was carrying a wooden box and wearing a green robe. His long black hair flowed down his back, and a silver jade hairpin tied his hair into a simple bun. He exuded a gentle temperament from the inside out. "So the Demon Master hasn't returned home these past few days. I made lunch myself and came to see her."
Most of the boys and girls in the camp were unmarried. When they saw such a handsomely dressed man coming and specially delivering homemade meals to the demon master, they were very envious.
Through word of mouth, everyone knew that Master Cong had a handsome man as her husband.
"I'm always afraid she'll hate me, but... alas, it's hard to capture the demon master's heart. I can only try harder."
Leng Can looked sad, and just wiped away a few tears, which made the men and women in the military camp feel distressed.
He didn't want to do this, but since that day, Cong Mo never returned to the mansion, but stayed in the military camp every night. His plan could not be carried out, so he had to come up with this plan.
Since he couldn't wait for her anyway, he simply made some snacks, talked about his pitiful situation, and went to the military camp to find her in person.
Aren't you trying to hide from me? I'll make sure you can't hide from me.
Cong Mo was teaching the soldiers how to use the demon-catching talisman. He had just written a talisman and held it up to show the children in the audience when they all looked in the same direction. Cong Mo naturally followed their gaze and looked up to see a beautiful face with curled eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and light freckles on the cheeks. The red and tender lips opened and closed, calling her,
"My wife."
The brush in her hand fell onto the yellow paper. She stood up nervously and asked stutteringly, "You, why are you here?"
Leng Can feigned displeasure, "Is this military camp closed to the public, or do they not welcome me?"
"No, no." Cong Mo scratched his hair, his mind inevitably recalling the night when the two of them pressed together, their lips touching, and their kiss. He became even more incoherent for a moment, "It was just a little accident. Um... Xiaoliu, take... Master Leng to my tent first. I'll come find you after this class is over."
"Yeah." Leng Can didn't argue any further. He bowed slightly and saluted, then followed the soldiers to Congmo's tent.
Cong Mo watched his back as he left and clenched his fists. He should have felt relieved, but he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.
What on earth is wrong with her?
Cong Mo's tent was very simple, with a couch and a table. On the table were some files piled together in a mess, and there was nothing else.
Why is it so deserted?
Leng Can suddenly felt distressed. He placed the wooden box on the table and walked over to help her organize the files. "How can you live in such poverty? You are a great demon master, but not only is your residence small, but even the living quarters in the military camp are so shabby. It's really too tight."
He looked around the entire tent and decided to bring some flowers and plants next time he came, as it would always be better to bring something warm.
"Wait, are you getting impatient?" Cong Mo quickly finished the course. Thinking of Leng Can waiting for her in her territory, she felt an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart. Looking at the messy talismans in her hand, she simply finished the course early and rushed back without stopping. "Why did you suddenly come to the military camp to look for me today?"
"Who said I came to look for you?" Leng Can said proudly while tidying up the bed.
Cong Mo was stunned for a moment, an indescribable sadness welling up in his chest, "Then, who are you looking for? I'll go help you..."
"My wife is a bit confused." Leng Can interrupted her, walked over to her, took her hand, and pulled her to sit at the table. "I'm unfamiliar with this place. In such a huge military camp, I only recognize my wife. I only have eyes for my wife, and I will only be with my wife."
Cong Mo was stuffed with a snack by him, blinked, and his ears turned red, "I, I am really confused."
Cong Mo behaved like this, as if she liked him to an extreme degree and was extremely shy. If he returned to the real world, he would never have seen Cong Mo show such a shy expression, like a kitten that couldn't hide itself.
Leng Can was delighted and continued to tease her, "My wife hasn't returned home for a few days. I'm the only one in the house and I'm so lonely. That's why I decided to come and look for her."
"Is Master Li not at home?"
"That doesn't count. How could my lady not understand my feelings?" Leng Can pursed his lips and kissed her cheek lightly. Before Cong Mo could react, he immediately separated from her. He smiled and said, "What I mean is..."
“…I miss my wife.”
Cong Mo clenched her fists, her whole body steaming. She looked at him stupidly, not knowing what to do. Leng Can lowered his eyes to look at her flushed face, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. He once again threw the warning that he had not taken to heart to the back of his mind, raised his hand to clasp the back of Cong Mo's neck, and leaned in to kiss her.
Cong Mo clutched his clothes tightly, pursed his lips, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Demon Master, there are demons causing chaos among the people... Oh..."
The soldiers rushed in, but immediately retreated after seeing their posture. "Demon Master, well, this is urgent. We should... hurry up."
Cong Mo pushed Leng Can away in a panic and said, "I'll be back soon."
"Come back soon." Leng Can grabbed her sleeve, "I'll wait for you here."
Cong Mo glanced around, "Yes, you have to wait for me."
Cong Mo left with the soldiers and was the only one left in the tent. He supported himself by his arms and climbed onto the table.
He was a little depressed that the kiss didn't happen, but when he saw Cong Mo blushing, he felt a little fond of her.
Don’t people here like to knock on the door?
Cong Mo caught the monster particularly quickly this time, and caught the harmful monster in just half an hour.
"Send him to the demon prison. I'll ask about it later."
"yes."
"Why is Master Cong Yao so cruel today? It seems like something urgent is going on?"
"Yeah, I'm afraid it's not..."
"Of course it's because of something good." The soldier who had just seen the two kissing interrupted, "Our barracks will soon welcome a young man who looks like an immortal."
"woke up?"
"I fell asleep." Leng Can half opened his eyes. On his back was the clothes that Cong Mo had put on him. "When did you come back?"
"Come back in a while. Next time you can sleep on the couch. It's not comfortable to sleep on the table." Cong Mo picked up a water scoop, raised it to his lips, and drank water in big gulps. The water overflowing from the corner of his mouth slid down his chin, across his neck, and slowly flowed into his clothes, leaving a trail of water stains. Cong Mo put the water scoop away carelessly, raised his hand to wipe his chin, and didn't care. He turned his head and saw Leng Can staring at him, "Why are you looking at me?"
Leng Can swallowed his saliva, and only came back to his senses when he heard her calling him. He waved at her, "Come here."
Cong Mo was still a little excited as he had just fought a battle with a monster. However, after noticing the way he looked at her, she hesitated for a few steps before finally going over and sitting next to him.
"It's noon now. The soldiers should all be resting in their tents. I hope you won't bother us again."
Cong Mo didn't know what he meant by asking this, but nodded obediently, "That's right. The military camp is busy as it is. As long as there is a little opportunity, we must take a rest."
"Yeah, I think so too." Leng Can raised the corner of his lips, hugged her waist tightly, and didn't give her a chance to refuse. He pressed down and bit her lips.
"Mmmm...don't..." Cong Mo didn't expect him to ask so suddenly, and turned his head awkwardly, "I did, I'm sweating."
"It smells good." Leng Can said. She turned her head away and refused to let him kiss her, so he kissed the corners of her lips, her chin, and licked the wet spots on her mouth. His voice was low and hoarse, "You should make it up to me for not kissing me just now."
"What, what compensation?" Cong Mo was stronger than him, but when he held her, the temperature shifted, and she could smell his scent, her body would always go limp, unable to muster any strength. She placed her hands on his chest and gently pushed, "This, this is a military camp."
"Of course I know." Although he said so, Leng Can had no intention of stopping. He bit her neck and ears, held the back of her neck and supported her head upwards, pressed his thumb beside her ear, turned her head with one hand, and licked her lips forcefully.
"Mmmmm...don't..."
"Just a kiss... huh..." Leng Can was unwilling to separate from her. "My dear, please fulfill my wish. Please."
After hearing this, Cong Mo's heart softened, and even her stiff body softened. She let him hold her and bite her lips hard.
I don’t know how long they kissed. Cong Mo felt his lips were numb, but Leng Can was still licking them stickyly. “My dear, can you kiss me for a while longer?”
"It hurts, it hurts." Cong Mo's eyes were moist, and she looked at him softly, "It's been so long, and I haven't eaten yet. I should be hungry in the afternoon."
"If my lady returns to the mansion to rest today, I will not kiss her again."
"I'm...hungry..." Cong Mo didn't answer directly, but pursed her lips and said to him in a coquettish tone, "Let me, eat."
When had he ever heard Cong Mo speak in such a tone? His voice was so sweet, and his whole person was so sweet. This was no different from killing him.
"You..." Leng Can suddenly let go of her, covered his nose, held her waist and picked her up, "Give me some paper..."
Cong Mo hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, a worried look on his face. "Why is your nose bleeding?"
"I..." Leng Can wiped his nose with a handkerchief, not daring to look at her, "Eat quickly and stop looking at me."
He placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of her, opened the wooden box, and laid out the food. "Although it's a little cold, it shouldn't taste bad."
"I also made peach blossom pastry today."
"This is my first time making this." He took a piece of peach blossom pastry from the food box and put it to her lips. "Try it."
This position was too strange, but if he pulled away, the rejection would be too obvious, and Leng Can would probably be unhappy. Cong Mo stiffened his body, used his hand to take a bite, and praised, "Crispy, sweet, and delicious."
"As long as you like." Leng Can was in a good mood and stuffed two or three bites of the remaining half into his mouth. While she ate, he tilted his head to her shoulder and continued his verbal attack, "My wife, would you like to come home tonight? You spend every night in the military camp. Anyone who sees you will know that you are avoiding me. There are so many men in the military camp. I would be... very sad. My wife, just consider it as fulfilling my husband's wish. We are... newlyweds."
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