Chapter 880

Zhao Wanxi didn't turn back until the shadows of Jinyan and Jinling disappeared.

In the dim light, the curtain clearly reflects a man's strong and strong body. Leng junao seems to have just finished bathing and lazily puts on a robe. Zhao Wanxi just lifts the curtain and goes in.

The woman's beautiful eyes are slightly stunned. After a few seconds, she reacts. Her cheeks are slightly hot, and she pretends to be indifferent. She lowers her black eyelashes to cover up the beauty in her eyes!

Men's body is strong and strong, beautiful muscle lines, like the Greek mythology out of the God's residence, all show the noble and elegant.

Leng junao's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a woman's blushing face. The eagle's eyes flashed away with a smile. He went directly to her and raised her beautiful chin with his index finger.

"Why don't you look at me? Or are you guilty? "

Why does she feel guilty?

Zhao Wanxi suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the man with a straight face. However, she saw the crystal clear water slowly sliding down the man's chest, sketching the outline of the man's great shore with soft power

Throat feel very sexy, she did not know why.

The next second, Zhao Wanxi was drawn into his arms by the man's hot power. His loose robes looked like furnishings. The intimate touch made the woman's heart go wild again.

But don't want to, Leng Jun Ao holding robe sleeve, gently soft fall on her head, will her wet green silk thin rub, sand feeling voice more sexy people: "the night is cool, don't dry, afraid is to catch cold..."

The soft words in her ears are like the most beautiful words, which only warms Zhao Wanxi's heart. A light smile blooms on her lips, like the brilliant clouds in the sky. She is beautiful and moving, and falls into the eyes of men.

The radian of Leng Jun's thin lips expands infinitely. The smile spreads to the bottom of his eyes, and his actions become more and more gentle.

Man fingertips through her hair, every time the power of tenderness, let Zhao Wanxi a burst of soft sweet, clear water eyes deep, feelings surge.

She nests in the man's arms, arms tightly around his strong waist, small face close to his chest, suddenly remembered that there is something important to ask.

"Ao, do you really plan to attack Kyoto in the near future?"

Although Leng Siyan was caught off guard by the unexpected attack, the journey from Nanyang city to Kyoto was a long way away. It would not only cost the people money, but also the soldiers. Zhao Wanxi was worried that when the soldiers came to the city, she would be exhausted, and that would make her failure.

Leng Jun Ao gently lifted her hair, simple and neat spit out a word: "yes!"

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows slightly frowned and expressed her worry: "Leng Siyan's heavy troops are all concentrated in Kyoto. We are afraid that we will suffer losses if we fight all the way."

The man was silent, and the low, stuffy laughter came into her ears.

Zhao Wanxi pushed him away, straightened up, and said, "when people talk to you about serious things, what are you laughing at?"

Leng junao picks her eyebrows, and the big hand that falls on the top of the woman's head slowly falls down. She gently pinches her bulging apricot cheek and blinks at her: "don't worry! I have already thought about the battle in Lizhou. I'm sure I can win it without fighting! "

As soon as he said this, Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes widened, and her face couldn't believe it.

Win without a fight?! That is to say, it's impossible not to lose a soldier!