Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

hot......

The heat is like burning fire, as if it is going to devour and burn people.

The reaction below made heat surge up in his chest, and he was confused and confused. He could only hold the handle of the knife tightly to stay awake for a moment.

Xie Zhuo tore off the clothes in front of him and soaked in the ice water that had been prepared long ago, which could only relieve the suffering for a moment.

"General, do you want to call Miss Jiang over?"

His subordinate Song Tuan said anxiously outside the door.

Thinking of Miss Jiang, Xie Zhuo felt himself getting hotter. He pursed his lips tightly, his arms stiffened, and his rough hands tightly clasped the edge of the tub.

"No need!" He shouted in a hoarse voice, with lust in his dark eyes.

Hearing the general's weak and hoarse voice, Song Tuan was anxious at the door. He disobeyed Xie Zhuo's order for the first time and ran to find Jiang Yun.

"Miss Jiang! Miss Jiang! The general is in trouble!"

In Lihuayuan, Jiang Yun was taking a bath in the house. She was not surprised to hear Song Tuan's voice.

A month ago, she was sold to a sixty-year-old businessman by her father, who was an alcoholic and a gambler but lost all his family fortune.

She met Xie Zhuo while hiding in a panic. He was seriously injured, and she kindly bandaged him.

Knowing Jiang Yun's situation, Xie Zhuo paid for her, sent Jiang's father away, and gave her a home.

On the surface, she is Xie Zhuo's woman, but in fact, she and Xie Zhuo have no unnecessary entanglement.

He only treated her as an ordinary friend, providing her with food, drink, housing and transportation, so that she could live a worry-free life, which was considered as repayment of his previous kindness.

The two of them lived together peacefully for a month. During this period, no matter how much Jiang Yun hinted, the man seemed not to notice her thoughts at all.

So Jiang Yun rested her thoughts and spent her days eating and drinking quite comfortably.

When they arrived at the general's courtyard, Jiang Yun could hear the man's low and rough breathing while standing at the door.

"Miss Jiang, thank you for your help." Song Tuan said apologetically.

"The general is kind to me. I do this voluntarily."

Song Tuan's eyes lit up and he shouted into the room: "General, Miss Jiang is here!"

The only sound in the room was the man's suppressed and painful breathing.

Song Tuan did not dare to delay any longer and invited people in.

Jiang Yun hurried over after taking a shower, wearing only two thin shirts. When she entered the house, she took off her outer clothes.

Through her clothes, her fair skin could be vaguely seen.

"Thank you, General." She said softly, her slightly wet black hair wrapped around her face and neck, looking like a fairy out of water.

Xie Zhuo glanced at her, and the fire in his lower abdomen burned even brighter.

"go out."

The man has broad shoulders and a broad back, a round waist and thick arms, and his big hands resting on the edge of the tub are even thicker and rougher.

His tough and resolute face was slightly stern, and his whole body was filled with bloodthirsty ferocity, as if he had just returned from fighting on the battlefield with thousands of troops.

Xie Zhuo became famous in one battle when he was young and became a mighty general guarding the northwest border.

At this time, his face was red, his neck was wet, his chest was rising and falling, and his breathing was even heavier.

Facing the woman's timid yet frank gaze, Xie Zhuo touched the tip of his tongue to his back teeth and closed his eyes.

She is afraid of him.

If you are afraid, why come?

"General, you will get sick if you do this." Jiang Yun stepped forward and touched his arm, which was as hard as iron. It was frighteningly hot.

Xie Zhuo opened his eyes instantly, clasped her soft and boneless hand, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Jiang, get out, or I will hurt you."

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Yun stretched out her other hand and deliberately poked his scar-covered chest.

As expected of a general, there are injuries everywhere.

It was obviously a very hideous scar, but when it fell on this man, it inexplicably added a bit of wildness and wildness to him.

A soft little hand suddenly touched his body, and Xie Zhuo seemed to be doused with oil again.

He stood up suddenly, looked at Jiang Yun with dark eyes, then stepped out of the tub with his long legs, hugged her, and carried her to the bed.

The man's arms were strong and rigid, and he supported her with one hand, and his broad chest hugged her petite body.

Jiang Yun could feel the heat of his body through her clothes.

He hugged her tightly.

The man's big hand grasped her soft waist, his other hand clasped the back of her head, and then pressed her under him.

Her heavy breathing fell on the woman's slender white neck, and her deep black eyes were already full of lust, almost as if she was about to swallow him up in the next moment.

Very heavy.

Jiang Yun pushed him, but her little feet hooked his thick waist without leaving any trace.

Endless ticks.

"Miss Jiang, do you know what you are here for?" The man looked at her with sharp eyes like an eagle and said in a rough voice.

Jiang Yun blinked and said softly: "I know."

He's been hit with a love potion, and she's here to take it out.

Song Tuan told her when she came.

But she didn't expect that the child of destiny in this world would be such a... giant?

Jiang Yun glanced downwards.

She had thick arms and legs, and it felt like she could be flattened with one fist.

If this was pressed firmly against her body, she might not even be able to breathe.

The woman in his arms was extremely soft, and Xie Zhuo seemed to be holding a ball of soft cotton in his hands.

There was a faint fragrance from her body that slowly lingered on the tip of his nose, as if a feather was tickling his heart.

The man's breathing became heavier, restraining his desire to get straight to the point, and slowly lowered his head.

Even his mouth is rough.

Jiang Yun soon burst into tears from the pain and reached out to push him.

"General, be gentle."

"Yeah." His voice was low and depressed.

Jiang Yun's skin is delicate and delicate, and her delicate lips turn red at the slightest touch.

Xie Zhuo pursed his lower lip and touched it lightly.

He had never kissed anyone before, and this was his first time, so he didn't have a good sense of proportion.

The stumbling still made her eyes red.

But he was really uncomfortable, especially when he met Jiang Yun, he was on the verge of collapse.

Slowly unzipping the straps of her clothes, his breathing stagnated and he instantly lost all control.

The man's rough fingers pinched her slender waist, and the gentle kiss spread from her neck down.

The strength was so strong that I felt like my waist was being pinched purple by him.

What a barbarian.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but kick his waist, which hurt his feet.

Xie Zhuo grabbed her ankles and took off all her clothes.

Although the man's fingers are rough, they are very clean.

The two people's skin touched each other, and Jiang Yun took the initiative to hug his neck.

Tears in his palms.

The two of them were simply not suitable.

Feeling his rough fingers, Jiang Yun reached out and pushed, "No."

Hot tears fell on his shoulders. Xie Zhuo frowned, thinking she was unwilling, so he pulled away.

Soon he grabbed the clothes and put them on her body, and a restrained and cold voice sounded: "If you don't want to, Miss Jiang, don't come."

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, thinking that he just said "no", did he take it seriously?

"My clothes are all torn, how can I leave, General?"

She walked over and sat on the edge, ignoring the horny man.

She herself was pinched just now, and now her whole body hurts, and she hasn't recovered yet.

Xie Zhuo didn't look at her. The more he looked at her, the more restless his heart would be.

Obviously he could get through it, but when he saw Jiang Yun, he felt more and more unable to hold on.

All he could think about was Jiang Yun crying just now.

How could she be so soft and delicate at the same time.

The man's fingertips felt a little hot. Seeing her slowly dressing beside her as if she was completely unaware of the danger, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Miss Jiang."

After hitting a wall, Jiang Yun's eyes flashed with stars.

"Help me." His strong arms circled her waist, and his other big hand held her soft little hand.

As the sun set, Song Tuan saw his general coming out of the house, with a heavy look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"General, my subordinates deserve to die!" He knelt down and admitted his mistake.

Xie Zhuo pondered for a moment, "Get up and buy some medicine."

"Yes." It seemed that Miss Jiang was seriously injured.

Song Tuan felt a little guilty, but thinking that he might have a mistress in the future, he instantly became happy again.

Xie Zhuo stood outside for a while, waiting for Song Tuan to buy the medicine before he dared to enter the house.

Jiang Yun has fallen asleep.

He sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and slowly applied medicine to the broken skin.

The man frowned, wondering how a person's hands could be so delicate.

After applying it to his hands, he took another look at her delicate lips and kissed her first, which also broke the skin.

There were also various bruises and bruises on her waist. Those who didn't know it thought he had just abused her.

But in fact, he just borrowed her hand.

It wasn't until dinner that Jiang Yun woke up. She was a little satisfied when she saw that the injuries on her hands had been taken care of.

If she had known that the child of luck in this world was a rough guy, she would never have opened that mysterious item.

Although she was given ten thousand taels of gold, she was also forced to use a prop on her body.

Her body is already sensitive and afraid of pain, but now she has a "soft and sensitive" prop as an added bonus.

It is obvious that the cotton touches a stone, and the more it touches the stone, the more tears it sheds.

There was a sound of pushing the door open, and Jiang Yun saw Xie Zhuo striding in.

He was completely recovered, his face was majestic and his expression was calm, unlike the hoarse voice and gasping for air just now.

Meeting Jiang Yun's calm gaze, he brought the food over and said, "I don't know what kind of food you like, so I'll just make do with it."

"it is good."

Jiang Yun reached out for the chopsticks, but couldn't hold them with her hands wrapped in rice dumplings, so she had to take them back.

Xie Zhuo looked at it and hesitated for a moment, "I'll ask the maid to come in and feed you."

"General, do you want them all to see me like this?"

Jiang Yun scolded this rough man from the bottom of her heart.

Only then did Xie Zhuo react and said in a deep voice, "I'll feed you."

Because of the wound on her mouth, the woman ate her meal in small bites, her red mouth looking particularly attractive under the candlelight.

Xie Zhuo's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he patiently finished feeding her, and then handed her a bowl of soup to drink.

"I'm sorry to trouble Miss Jiang about today's matter."

Although he didn't make it to the end, he still hurt her. If she wanted to make any request, he could consider agreeing.

Jiang Yun shook her head: "It's okay, General, just be fine."

She inquired that Xie Zhuo was most afraid of anyone negotiating marriage for him. All the concubines his family had helped him negotiate with, including the women given to him by the Emperor and Queen Mother, were all killed by him.

I heard that grass is almost growing in the backyard of the General's Mansion now, and not even a female mouse dares to live there.

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