That kind of enthusiasm, led him to burn together, between the two people is like a game, no one let who.

It seems that they are trying their best to please each other. In the end, they are all tired and panting.

So that the plum blossom three degrees, the wind stopped, the clouds stopped, but also let Leng Jun Ao a little more.

Zhao Wanxi was also very tired, but she kept her eyes open and didn't mean to sleep. Just lie on Leng junao's body, caress his chest a little bit, linger and forget to return.

"Have you been hurt here?"

"And here, a knife cut?"

"This is a sword wound, isn't it? That's obvious. It should have been shot

It's very common for people who have been through the battle to have some scars on their bodies. Leng junao is not easy along the way. He has been framed and assassinated by many people.

So much so that he had been used to his own injuries for a long time and could not feel anything special. What's more, when Zhao Wanxi's ointment was used at the beginning, the scar disappeared well. It wasn't so ferocious. At most, it was uneven.

If you don't pay attention, you don't notice.

Just like a few times ago, he had sex with Zhao Wanxi. Didn't she mention it deliberately?

At present, not only has it been said, but also the cause of every scar is accurate. This makes Leng Jun Ao feel surprised. He raises his eyebrow and asks, "how do you know?"

Because Zhao Wanxi put most of her head in her arms, she couldn't see her expression when she heard this.

But after asking, he soon heard Zhao Wanxi's reply. There was something else in her words, a little complicated.

"Well, I not only know this, but also know that queen Wan Xi bandaged your wounds with her own hands. There is also a plaster to remove scars. And... "

Zhao Wanxi's words were slow and gentle. Leng junao was curious and listened. The more he got to the back, the more surprised he was.

Different from Zhao Wanxi's seemingly calm appearance, Leng junao's quick reaction seemed to realize something. He was soon full of incredible surprises.

As soon as he turned over, he pressed Zhao Wanxi under his body again, but he didn't want to be greedy. Instead, he focused on the eyes of the people under him. His eyes were sharp, and he refused to let go of any strange things inside.

"Xi'er, you You are But already... "

Along the way, Leng junao's imperial road is not easy. Until now, there are not many things worthy of his fear.

More often, he is more inclined to go forward.

But at this moment, maybe it's because of his shyness. Originally, it's just a matter of one sentence. He put it in Leng Jun's mouth, but he didn't spit it out directly.

Looking at Zhao Wanxi's clear eyebrows and eyes, she unconsciously scratched her shoulder and didn't respond.

On his eyes smile, Zhao Wanxi did not directly admit, only affect the corner of the lip, smile with a bit of cunning.

"Does the emperor want to ask me again? How do you know? It's easy, I guess. "

"Ah..."

It's just a guess, isn't it? He thought it was

Full of hope, because of Zhao Wanxi such a understatement of the explanation and back to the dust.