After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Sang Yuanyuan was taken to a hot spring palace made of nephrite jade.

There is a hot spring in the room, which makes one's bones go soft at a glance, and one is tired from wanting to take a good soak.

She got into the water, leaning against the pool wall, half asleep and half awake. I have been worrying about traveling for days, and my mind and body are a little overwhelmed.

A thin vine stubbornly got into the large carved wooden window and got stuck on the window lattice.

It swayed gently, and when Sang Yuanyuan was in a daze, he suddenly heard You Wuming's unique voice.

"several?"

She was startled, thinking that this person was crazy, just woke up from a coma, and was going to do something inappropriate to her.

Immediately, Agu's calm voice sounded: "Five. Lord, after this incident, there should be no more ghosts in the shadow guards. This time the Lord's injury is dangerous, three people want to take the opportunity to assassinate, the other two want to Sending news has been controlled by the subordinates, waiting for the master to send."

Sang Yuan's eyes fell on the vines on the window lattice - she turned on the long-distance eavesdropping mode again.

"Okay." You Wuming coughed lightly, "Buried."

"Yes." Agu said, "The killing of the Sang clan has something to do with the remnants of the old king. On the forged decree, it was the missing old king's seal. Thanks to Queen Sang's reminder, the subordinates rushed to destroy them. The situation was under control before the evidence. It was the subordinate's carelessness, and he didn't keep an eye on the border troops in the past few days, so he made such a big mess! Please punish the lord!"

You Wuming smiled and said: "You have been in prison for many years, why ask me."

"Yes, the subordinates will take a hundred sticks by themselves later. Lord, there is no news from Tiandu yet. Do you prepare for the battle first?"

"Can."

"Several traitors have been captured and are being tortured." Agu's voice carried a hint of concern, "What should we do with those soldiers who were deceived and made big mistakes?"

I was afraid to hear those two fluttering words again—buried.

You Wuming smiled and said, "Have you killed the envoy? Reward."

The end is arrogant.

"Yes!" Agu said, "Master, please have a good life and recuperate. This time is too dangerous! You self-proclaimed that your mind will heal for nine days, but you have frightened those little wastes. Your subordinates are also very frightened."

He seemed to hesitate for a while, and then asked: "Don't you worry about your lord... Will your subordinates be bad for you? If your subordinates are also traitors, then..."

"Then you are in a different place." You Wuming's voice was calm and unwavering, "Go."

"Hey, hey." Agu said, "Yes!"

The footsteps faded away.

After a moment of silence, You Wuming's voice slowly floated out.

"Would you like to see Xiao Sangguo take a bath?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She quickly climbed out of the pool, put on the new clothes the waitress had prepared for her, and pushed the door out.

The waitress took her straight to the quiet palace.

I saw him leaning on Wen Yu's pillow, wearing a robe loosely, his chest half-open, and the arrow wound was still bleeding.

Seeing Sang Yuanyuan coming in, You Wuming narrowed his eyes happily and beckoned to her: "Come here."

San walked up to him from a distance and sat down.

He 'swiped', handed a document to her, pointed a line of words diagonally with his long fingers, and said, "Xiao Sangguo, are you really looking for life and death, do you want to be with me? Wait until I propose a marriage. Can't wait?"

Sang Yuan was struggling to identify the words on the document.

What is recorded above is the whole story of how she used a dagger around her neck to threaten You Jun to release people.

It's better for him to take it out of context and say that she depends on him for life and death.

"You still have the heart to make fun of me," she said. "Why don't you hurry up and find a way to end this matter? Now, how can you have the strength to go against the sky?"

He stretched out his long arms, drew her to his side, and said happily: "What is there to be afraid of death, as long as I can go to Wushan with my little mulberry before I die, the peony flowers will die..."

Sang Yuanyuan covered his mouth.

A blush appeared on her snow-white cheeks, and her angry look made him feel even better.

He smirked. The cold lips moved once and then again, as if kissing her palm.

Her scalp was numb, and she hurriedly retracted her hand.

You Wuming laughed happily, he leaned over and whispered in her ear: "What's so shy about this. Xiao Sangguo, you know, that day, if it wasn't for some obstacles... "

He meant something, his eyes seemed to be warm, burning to and fro on her face.

"I've already gone in."

At first, she was stunned, not knowing what he was talking about, but when she reacted, she felt blood all over her forehead, and she wished she could grab the pillow behind him and press it on the abominable handsome face.

"Han Shaoling is really useless," he was still smiling, "It's cheaper for me."

She was furious. He wanted to leave, but he grabbed his wrist tightly.

You Wuming looked surprised: "Where do you want to go, Xiao Sangguo, I'm talking about breaking into the evil formation to save you - isn't Han Shaoling also in Jiang Yanji's palace, the good thing that this hero saves beauty, is it? It's cheap for me. What is Xiao Sangguo angry about? Did you think of going somewhere strange?"

Sang is far from believing his evil! The airy look he just said was clearly...

"I want to contact my father and brother!" Sang Yuanyuan closed his eyes

Eyes, said, "They must be worried!"

You Wuming let go of her, raised his hands, and made a big gesture.

"I have sent so many jade slips to my father-in-law."

Sang Yuanyuan calmed down a little. Now that the jade slips have been delivered, they can only wait.

Her eyes suddenly fell on his half-open toga.

He has pectoral muscles, and the lines are extremely smooth, without being obtrusive at all. The muslin cloth wrapped the arrow wound, and a purple-black handprint was imprinted not far from the heart.

She remembered that Xiao Wu said that he was hit with a poisonous palm and was shot again.

This palm print is very small, and at a glance, it is known that it is from a woman's hand.

You Wuming looked down, pulled the placket of his clothes, glanced at her lazily, and said, "So greedy for me?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "I was just thinking, how long has it been since you took a bath."

You Wuming: "..."

There was a smug look on the corner of her lips, and a little smile flickered in her curved eyes, which made him a little dizzy.

He paused for a moment, an arm resting heavily on her shoulder.

"Exactly, the injured need help."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She was escorted to the Hot Spring Palace by this patient who looked thin, but was actually very heavy.

Taking off his baggy outer robe, he only wore a pair of trousers, walked into the spring water, and sat on the edge of the pool wall.

The muslin covering the wound was soaked in water, and Sang Yuanyuan was helpless.

He ripped it off easily and threw it aside.

"Come down."

Sang Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then went down with his clothes on.

With one more person in the pool, the temperature seems to have doubled. She stared at his wound and saw wisps of blood seep from the edge of the healing wound, meandering down into the hot pool.

Next to the wound, the purple and black palm print is very eye-catching. She couldn't help thinking to herself, the woman who could hurt him at close range and directly...

He pulled her arm with a smile: "Don't worry, it wasn't for a good friend."

Sang Yuanyuan sighed faintly, dipped a cloth with water, and carefully washed the dried blood near the wound for him.

Her expression was too focused, her movements were extremely gentle, and she cleaned up all the blood stains for him neatly, without affecting his pain at all.

He knew that she was actually nervous, and the bright beads of sweat oozing from her clean forehead rolled into her eyes. She just blinked at will, and her movements were not affected in any way.

Although she was only a beginner in the hidden spiritual realm, she still clumsily condensed Mu Lingyun in her palm as much as possible, and the light Mu Qingqi flicked his wounds, extremely pressing.

She cherished the appearance of her, as if... he was such a wonderful treasure.

Oh, the most precious treasure.

The most precious treasure...?

His arms wrapped around her at some point.

"Little Mulberry," his voice became hollow and hoarse, "they say that once a man has a woman's body, he will not cherish it again."

She moved for a while and looked up at him. Is this... sick?

There was no expression on his face, and his eyes passed through her, not knowing where he was looking.

A finger slowly lifted her chin, his eyes were empty, and he approached her slightly blankly.

"So," the bloodless thin lips moved gently, "let me get you, and then treat you as an ordinary woman, spoil you, and give you the best of everything, how about that?"

Sang Yuanyuan slowly looked up at him.

Seeing a sly smile floating on the corner of his lips: "Don't tempt me like this, don't try to get into my heart, if you make me upset for you again, I will kill you."

His eyes slowly focused and fell coldly on her face.

At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan felt that the hot soup all over her body had frozen, and she shivered slightly.

She has a strange intuition, and she has accidentally touched the true reverse scale of this lunatic.

what did she do?

She opened her eyes wide and recalled for a moment, but she couldn't remember what extraordinary thing she had just done.

Don't you just give him a bath?

Didn't he ask for it himself?

She pursed her lips, met his gaze, and said aggrievedly: "If, after you get me, instead of getting bored, you cherish it even more, what should you do? I don't want to die, I just want to be with you. Together."

"What are you doing with me?" he said quietly, "Have a baby? No, I won't want that kind of thing. Little Sangguo, one day, you will not like me anymore. By then, if I have already I like you, what should I do?"

As soon as her lips moved, he was pressed against one of his cold fingers.

"Shh. Are you trying to say that you'll love me until you die?" A smirk appeared on his face. "If that's the case, I might as well kill you now, lest it turn into a lie in the future."

She stared at him.

Under those icy black eyes, there seemed to be a trace of fragility hidden deep within. There is a bit of sadness like a dead end.

This man is so abnormal.

"Is this okay?" She raised her arms and put them around his neck, saying, "Every day I wake up, I will tell you whether I like you today as much as yesterday. If it doesn't change until the day I die, then you can believe that I have always liked you."

There was a clear tremor in his eyes.

The beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, okay

It seems to have received a big killing move that is difficult to resist.

After a moment, he closed his eyes.

Sang Yuanyuan wasn't sure if he would just keep killing her when he opened his eyes.

She leaned forward decisively and kissed the corner of his lips.

Up to now, she can't actually tell how much she really means in her heart and how much she is acting.

Do you like Ghostly? There is always some.

He is really good-looking, has an excellent figure, and his evil spirit is also very charming. He also saved her, and that arrow was probably just to help her back.

However, the first time she said 'like' to him, it was an outright lie. Because of this wrong beginning, she could only say 'like' to him again and again, and now she doesn't know if she's lying to him or herself.

Tears fell again.

She turned her head sideways, not letting him taste the tears.

She was absorbing his slightly bitter floral fragrance, and she had never imagined that there would be such a special smell on people's bodies.

He was motionless.

After tossing and turning, she whispered intermittently: "You, don't you like me like this? When I die, no one will kiss you like this and talk to you like this. Don't you like the smell of me? If you die, there will be no more. "

The big hand on the back of her neck gradually lost its strength.

His breathing was very heavy, and after a stagnation, he turned against the guest, took her breath away domineeringly, and pressed her into the water.

Sang Yuanyuan was caught off guard. His nose was choked with water, and he couldn't cough under the water. When he opened his mouth, it happened to be convenient for him, and he kissed her thoroughly.

When he brought her out of the water with a smirk on his face, she was already dizzy, her eyes were dull, and she didn't know whether it was suffocating, choking, or being kissed by him.

"Little Sangguo!" A happy smile appeared on his face again, "Remember what you said today, from now on, every day I wake up, I want your 'like' and yours. smell'."

She coughed lightly and puffed out a small hot spray.

You Wuming almost burst the wound on his chest with a smile.

After the bathroom crisis was successfully resolved, Sang Yuanyuan was very tired, put on dry clothes, and after dressing his wound again, he lay lazily on the sapphire bed, not wanting to move.

In the darkness, she felt that You Wuming didn't close her eyes.

He grabbed her hand and lay quietly beside her.

Every now and then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he gave her a heavy hug, and found that her little hand was still in his palm, he sighed with satisfaction, and continued to squint half asleep.

Ferocious beasts with wounds never forget to declare their sovereignty.

Sang Yuanyuan fell asleep at some point.

Peace of mind all night.

In a daze, she felt the bright and dark in front of her eyes, and from time to time there was a little cold floral scent on her face.

The eyelashes are also a little itchy.

She frowned and opened her eyes.

Then he saw a pair of dark eyes staring down at her. He propped his arms by her side, his robe was loose, and most of his chest was hanging above her. Look for snakes with attack angles.

His face was expressionless, his dark eyes were bottomless, and he could not see any emotion.

She raised her eyebrows and said softly, "I like you as much today as yesterday."

She leaned back and pecked his lips.

He raised his long eyebrows, his eyes lit up with two excited dark fires, the corners of his lips hooked into an uncontrollable smirk, and pretended to indifferently replied: "Oh. I know.",, Everyone remember to bookmark the website Or keep in mind the website, website m.. Free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft. Error stamp. Ask for books and find books. Chat with book friends

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