in2ebook Chapter 341 Almost Made a Mistake
Chapter 341 Almost Made a Mistake
Gong Yuanzheng certainly didn't think that Zhang Xueming would be interested in a group of unkempt guards, but he missed the opportunity to gain benefits. He would slap himself twice every time he thought about it in the middle of the night.
Someone might come into the tea room at any time, so go to the pharmacy.
After closing the door, without even turning up the lights, he carried the person to an empty platform, forehead to forehead, and spoke in a sad and resentful tone: [Why is Zhao Zhao so good to them? It could have ended long ago, but he still gave them another chance.]
The light was too dim, and Zhang Xueming was used to not using her spiritual sense to "see" him, so she didn't notice his little plan. She even found it a bit friendly and a bit funny: Gong Yuanzheng hadn't made a fuss with her about such a small matter for a long time.
She very cooperatively asked back: [They were frightened by my murderous aura, and they were already very embarrassed. I let them challenge me again, and beat them all down, making them even more embarrassed... Is this good? ]
The side effects of the system's blue medicine lasted for a full thirty days.
Even though she chewed chicken tongue and drank mouth-clearing tea every day, she always suspected that there was a bloody taste in her mouth.
Yesterday was finally over and she was much more relaxed.
Just feeling Gong Yuanzheng's warm breath on her lips, Zhang Xueming still unconsciously wanted to lean back.
Gong Yuanzheng raised his hand and pressed the back of her head, not too hard, but just enough to make her unable to dodge: [Others want Zhao Zhao's advice, but they can't get it, so what's wrong with that? Zhao Zhao is so tolerant to them, and she has been unwilling to get close to me for a long time... Could it be that she is tired of me and misses the "different scenery" mentioned by Gong Zishang? ]
Ever since Zhang Xueming accepted Gong Zishang's invitation last time, he felt like there was a thorn in his heart, but he just couldn't find a good opportunity to ask him clearly. Now that Zhang Xueming's vomiting blood symptoms have disappeared, he still refuses to get close to him, and he is so jealous.
As I spoke, I felt wronged and before I knew it, my eyes became red and tears began to well up.
Zhang Xueming wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, for fear that he would really drop his little pearl.
Good fellow! What's the connection? Gong Zishang was talking about the guard camp in the front mountain. They went to the back mountain today. They are not the same thing at all. He can still make a fuss about it.
She quickly held Gong Yuanzheng's face and denied it categorically: "No, I would have forgotten it if you hadn't mentioned it." She then explained: "It's not that I don't want to be close to you, but I always feel that there is a taste of rust in my mouth..."
Gong Yuanzheng stared into her eyes, holding back tears, and demanded angrily: "Then kiss me, and kiss me well."
Zhang Xueming lowered his eyes and curled his lips. She really liked his personality, and he was so cute even when he was shamelessly asking for a kiss.
She leaned over and rubbed her lips gently against his.
When you close your eyes and lose your vision, your sense of touch becomes more sensitive.
Gong Yuanzheng pressed one hand on the back of her head and the other around her waist, trying hard to get close to her.
Lips and teeth rubbing against each other, love is deep.
The hand on the back of her head slid down and wrapped around the back of her neck, and the hand on her waist slipped under her jacket and moved along the line of her waist.
His palms were so hot that she felt a little nervous.
Something doesn't seem right?
Zhang Xueming felt the passion of his lips and tongue, thinking a little dazedly.
Stand up and fight, and kiss the other person until he is infatuated.
Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own and I didn't even know when she untied the other person's waist belt.
The waist belt fell to the ground, and the gold ornament in the middle hit the ground with a "ding" sound, which startled her awake.
Looking at Gong Yuanzheng again...
His lips were red, his eyes were blurry, his outer robe was half hanging on his waist, his inner robe was open at the front, his inner garment...
Ugh! When did her left hand get into someone's clothes? The bulge between her two fingers...
God!
Zhang Xueming's scalp felt numb.
She quickly pulled her hand back from the other person's collar, and her nails accidentally scratched him. Then she heard Gong Yuanzheng groan, which was so pleasant that half of her body went numb.
The big hand that had already slipped under her underwear and was tightly pressed against her skin suddenly began to move up along her spine.
Zhang Xueming secretly cried out in alarm and quickly brushed Gong Yuanzheng's elbow, taking advantage of the numbness in his arm to pull his hand out from under her clothes.
He pulled his legs together, pushed off the edge of the stage with his heels, and slid backwards, out of Gong Yuanzheng's control.
Zhang Xueming turned over and got off the experimental table, went behind the screen in the corner, released her spiritual sense to stare at Gong Yuanzheng, and quickly adjusted her clothes.
But Gong Yuanzheng looked dazed the previous second, and the next second he looked down at his messy collar, hooked half of it with his left index finger and pulled it open further.
He raised his head, staring at the screen with burning eyes, put his right hand to his nose and sniffed, the corners of his mouth rising higher and higher, it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as "evil and awe-inspiring".
Gong Yuanzheng did not approach, and Zhang Xueming stood behind the screen and did not come out.
It seemed as if their eyes could meet through the screen.
"Zhao Zhao, you like me like this." He did not use the soul mark to communicate, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Why don't you continue?"
Zhang Xueming pursed his lips and said, "Not before marriage."
Gong Yuanzheng's eyes lit up: "Just get married?"
"……Correct."
Zhang Xueming was a little puzzled. Could it be that the triple protection could not make Gong Yuanzheng feel completely at ease? Wasn't the sense of security she gave Gong Yuanzheng enough?
She came out from behind the screen: "Ayuan, why did you do this today? Where did you learn this?"
Gong Yuanzheng stared at Zhang Xueming's eyes for a long time before he came over, bent down, grabbed her hand and put it on top of his head: "Aren't you angry with me?"
Zhang Xueming rubbed the top of his head and helped him put his clothes in order: "I'm angry with myself."
Gong Yuanzheng looked at her in confusion: "Why?"
"We are together every day, almost inseparable. I pride myself on being able to read people's minds. But after all this time, I didn't notice that you always minded that I agreed to my eldest sister's invitation, nor did I notice any changes in you."
Zhang Xueming sighed softly and rubbed his face.
"I ignored you. You reminded me that you were changing when we were in the Ice Lotus Pond, but I still didn't react... You wanted to wait for me to discover it myself, right?"
Gong Yuanzheng hugged her tightly, not letting her see his crying face: "It's not Zhao Zhao's fault, I'm too greedy. Zhao Zhao is so good, no one can dislike you after getting to know you. I know Zhao Zhao only has me in his heart, but I, but I still want Zhao Zhao to like me a little more, like me a little more... not so many people and things always steal your attention."
In short, as long as they don't get married, a part of Gong Yuanzheng's heart will never be at peace.
However, even if we reach the northern border, it will take at least half a year to get married.
The Northern War Demon, who was capable of both fighting on the battlefield and cooking in the kitchen, felt that the problem was too daunting to be solved by human power.