Zhao Wanxi held her head high and went back to the tent camp with a proud face. But she didn't hear anything behind her. She could not help but lift the curtain of the tent camp and looked out. She saw Leng junao from a distance. She didn't know what Mu Si was talking about, but she nodded frequently.
As if they had finished their words, Leng junao turned and walked towards the camp. Zhao Wanxi quickly put down the curtain and lay on the broad ground paved with bear skin, turned her back and pretended to be indifferent.
Heard the voice of the man coming in, and closer, stopped behind her, the body slowly bent down.
Zhao Wanxi's heart beat faster and her breathing began to be disordered. She closed her eyes and tried to pretend to be calm: "seventh prince, don't think I'll forgive you if you come and say some good words to me!"
The husky voice of a man is so crisp and numb that it comes into his ears --
"Oh? Sounds like you're mad at Ben Wang? Why? "
Zhao Wanxi only felt that she had goose bumps all over her body. She could only move her body gently to open the distance between herself and the man as far as possible.
He didn't know why she was angry!
Zhao Wanxi only felt that her chest was blocked up, and she just wanted a mouthful of old blood to spray on his face!
She suddenly turned back, water eyes angry stare, apricot cheek micro drum: "Leng Jun Ao, do you know what is pity for jade?"
The man's narrow eyes half narrowed, and his face was still without waves and waves: "why don't I pity you?"
Zhao Wanxi curled her lips and looked aggrieved: "do you know how tired I am in training today? I was even punished for writing a test. My arms are almost useless. Do you know? "
The man pulled her hand directly, took out the golden medicine bottle at the same time, rolled up the sleeve and began to help her knead her arm.
He's smart!
Zhao Wanxi lips slightly hook Yang, smile spread from the fundus.
But at this time, the mellow magnetic voice came again: "with the medicine press will ease a lot, you have a rest to rewrite..."
Rewrite? What the hell? She didn't hear me wrong, did she!
Zhao Wanxi threw away the hand that the man was giving her medicine and said coldly, "Leng junao, what do you mean?"
Leng junao had a serious expression: "I'm afraid you don't recognize the things you just wrote."
Zhao Wanxi came forward with a pathetic face: "who said I don't recognize you? I can read it to you!"
She looks at Leng junao eagerly. She knows that her arm can't twist her thigh. It's not a wise choice to fight with a man. It's better for her to be cute.
Staring at her face, the man's face was solemn. He meditated for a few seconds and nodded his head slowly: "well, it's up to you to read it to me."
Hearing this, Zhao Wanxi was really relieved. If she wrote it again, her hands would be broken!
As soon as the man raised his hand gracefully, several pieces of paper had been handed to Zhao Wanxi. Looking at the earthworm words on the paper, she really couldn't recognize them!
Whatever! Whatever she says, she writes it. Whatever she says is what she says.
Leng Jun's thin lips are slightly pursed. In the dim yellow light, he is very beautiful. His eagle eyes are shining with waves, staring at the little woman in front of him.
Zhao Wanxi read seriously: "yesterday, I went to xiashuijing with Chao San. Commander Huang warmly received us..."
Doesn't he just want to hear what happened? Then she will tell him in detail, only hope that the seventh prince can always keep an ordinary heart!