Chapter 3 The General of the Bamboo Horse

When Ning Wan woke up again, her mind was still drowsy.

After resting for a while, I found myself lying on the familiar bed in the military tent. The injured area behind me was sometimes burning and sometimes cool, and I must have been dealt with.

To be familiar, it is probably because the original body is too obsessed with the taste of Su Liuyun, so that the body has memories. It is a kind of... a majestic aura that belongs to a man, and she doesn't hate it.

When she reached out and touched her, Ning Wan couldn't help but exclaim in her heart. The strip of cloth she used to wrap her chest had been untied... I don't know if her first step was effective.

Just as he was thinking, Su Liuyun, who had changed into clothes, opened the tent and walked over with a meteor: Are you awake?This is the medicinal porridge made by Yan Cheng himself, which is good for your wounds.

Ning Wan stared at him with a smile without blinking. The man had a face with a knife-cut axe, with cold and hard lines, sparse outlines, and indescribably handsome and majestic.

The most rare thing is that kind of precipitated temperament. Although he is not very old, people who have been baptized on the battlefield naturally have the calmness and calmness to command thousands of troops.

No wonder the original body is so obsessed with him.

Ning Wan's straight gaze called Su Liuyun's face looked slightly embarrassed, and she put the bowl of porridge on the head of the bed with a slap. Her movements looked scary, but the porridge didn't spill a drop. This man is good at kung fu.

Brother Su, I have another unhappy request... I want a bucket of hot water to wash... Ning Wan has long been unable to bear it. In order to make himself stronger on the battlefield, the original body actually wiped mud on his face... In this place where yellow sand is everywhere, water is a very precious thing.

How can you be so polite to me?Su Liuyun frowned and turned away.

Very good, no longer call me, Brother Ning, the eyes that looked at me were not as open as before. Although I tried hard to keep my free and easy movements, I still felt a little embarrassed to escape in panic.

There was a chance, Ning Wan raised a smile on her lips and began to drink porridge slowly.

Su Liuyun stepped out of the camp and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Will Ning Wan be hurt by the poison in the arrow? Why did she smile at herself like that?

In the past, she either refuted or talked back to herself, and she had never had a good color...

Although the little face was still salmon, her bright eyes were crescent as she smiled.

On the way to fetch water, Su Liuyun had no edge in her mind. Her face turned pale yellow, but her skin... was as delicate as porcelain, dazzlingly white as it was, which made the blood-colored wound look like a blooming flower.

My heart beat, uncontrollably, the scene that was played back in his mind these days appeared again.

That day, untied the cloth strips wrapped around her chest, and two huge, snow-white, lively little rabbits jumped out... The shape was plump and rounder than the courtesan I had seen in the yard before... Later, I learned that there was a poison of black gold on the arrow, and in despair, he fell on her slender and beautiful back, sucking the venom for her...

No!

Can't think about it anymore!

That's the one you regard as brothers and sisters!

Su Liuyun's breathing accelerated, and his legs were about to explode.

It must be that after finally fighting the hard battle, the messy thoughts came out to make trouble.

I think I haven’t met a woman for three years. Should I also go to Fenglan City to be casual?

While waiting to boil water, looking at the boiling bubbles in the iron pot, Su Liuyun felt that the boiling sounded like his own heart.