I practice tea art in Nvzun World

Chapter 80 Contradictions
"I'm fine..." Leng Yue pressed Zhao Wuyou's hand,

But the other party flinched back suddenly, Zhao Wuyou flashed a little flustered, not daring to look into Leng Yue's eyes, "You are still seriously injured, I...I'll go find something to eat..."

.........

In Xianyang City, Zhao Mingyue tied a creed to the pigeon's leg. She needed support, and the court needed to send more people.

Now there is a serious problem of corpses in Pingcheng Mansion. If people are not sent to cut it off as soon as possible, it will be even more difficult to stop it once it spreads to the mainland.

"Go..." This is just a military carrier pigeon, which has undergone strict training. If there is no accident, it will fly all the way to the military headquarters in the imperial city, hoping to present the most urgent situation to the empress.

After sending the carrier pigeons away, Zhao Mingyue took over the casualty statistics from the adjutant and fell silent.

"Commander, the tide of corpses at night is getting more and more serious, and the number of zombies is increasing day by day. It is impossible to kill them all. Looking at the situation in the past few days, we can't keep it for long. If parasites appear again, we can only use up the number of people... "

"No, if there is any weirdness like before, I will solve it. You must reduce the casualties of Wuwei." Zhao Mingyue knocked on the head, ready to rest, and she needs to command the battle at night.

"Are there no innate masters in Xianyang City, or are those families hiding and hiding, and they don't cry when they don't see the coffin!"

"Continue to recruit people and tell them the situation. Each family needs to support three acquired warriors, ten warriors!"

"Yes!"

……

A few days later, inside the cave.

The food I got today was rice porridge, Leng Yue had recovered from her injuries a lot, and it was not convenient for her to get up, so Zhao Wuyou let her lie on her side in the hole and fed her personally.

The broken bowl in his hand was also exchanged from the system a few days ago.

"You eat... don't keep looking at me..." Zhao Wuyou whispered, he watched Leng Yue swallow the rice porridge in small mouthfuls, and Leng Yue stared at him intently while eating, using his A very complicated gaze.

Maybe Leng Yue didn't know it herself. At the beginning, her eyes were full of coldness, and she refused others. After a few days of getting along, her eyes became what they are now.

Sometimes full of coolness.

Sometimes it gets complicated.

And often get stuck in a state of suspension, as if thinking about something.

Only at night will she remove all disguises and become a normal person.

"I'm full, you eat the rest..."

"Hmm..." Zhao Wuyou took the remaining half bowl of rice porridge, and entered the other side of the bowl, not looking into Leng Yue's strange eyes.

The man beside him was eating in a low voice, not even daring to make a sound, Leng Yue looked at Zhao Wuyou in a daze through the sea of ​​short hair,
In the beginning, she always looked at Zhao Wuyou's back secretly. After a few days of running-in, the two gradually got used to each other's existence. She didn't even hide her gaze anymore, and just liked to stare at him blankly. , seeing him blushing all the time,

It's interesting to see his shy and naive look. It turns out that it doesn't feel bad to have a man by your side.

Every time she looks at Zhao Wuyou, Leng Yue can always think about many problems.

When night came, the man was lying quietly on her right side. It was Leng Yue who verbally forced him to lie down, otherwise this stupid man might still hug his legs and keep a distance from her.

The sound of fighting broke out outside, and Zhao Wuyou's body began to tremble slightly. He seemed to be very scared, and he curled up into a ball habitually.

Leng Yue hesitated for a moment, and slowly put her hand on Zhao Wuyou's shoulder, the other party trembled, then she gently put Zhao Wuyou in her arms.

It seems that this man's body is stiff and tense all the time, he is very scared, Leng Yue has already experienced, she is closer to Zhao Wuyou.

Sure enough, the man in his arms softened, becoming softer and softer, like a paralyzed water, gradually allowing himself to do what he did.

"Don't...no...don't..."

The man in his arms murmured non-stop, and only when Leng Yue put his hand a step deeper, did he burst into violent resistance and stick to his line.

Leng Yue has experience, she found that as long as he didn't try to take off Zhao Wuyou's clothes, he would only stay in verbal resistance, besides, his body was very soft and comfortable to the touch.

"Turn around..."

This time, Leng Yue gradually didn't want to stop at simple physical contact, the night was still long, there was a man lying next to her, and the two were so close.

Sitting still?

nonexistent.

The reason why she didn't rush forward was because she was injured, and because she didn't want to scare the man around her.

"Turn around..."

Leng Yue's words were useless, Zhao Wuyou became paralyzed and lay in his arms, not knowing how to cater to him at all.

Leng Yue used her arm slightly, and turned Zhao Wuyou over, as expected, his cheeks were already wet with tears.

I don't know when, Leng Yue has gotten used to Zhao Wuyou who loves to cry, this silly boy doesn't know how to refuse at all, once she does something out of line, he will burst into tears.

Leng Yue wiped off the dirt on Zhao Wuyou's face with a damp cloth, and wiped away his tears, revealing that exquisite face that overwhelmed the country. The other party was lying in Leng Yue's arms like a dead person, not daring to move.

Bright red lips, curved willow-leaf eyebrows...

It's a heart-pounding feeling...

The night was still very long, and the explosion outside stimulated Leng Yue's nerves even more.

After wiping her face clean, she could see clearly with her spiritual sense in the dark night, and Zhao Wuyou's every move was under her vision.

Leng Yue lightly kissed Zhao Wuyou's lips, and the other party shuddered, thinking of pushing Sang but afraid of touching Leng Yue's wound.

His hands tremblingly stopped in front of him, acting as a display. This kind man, at this moment, is still thinking of others.

But the more he behaved like this, the bolder Leng Yue became. She had never kissed a woman of the opposite sex, and she only followed her own feelings.

"Uh...uh...uh..."

At some point, Leng Yue stopped, seeing Zhao Wuyou panting heavily, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

It suddenly occurred to her that Zhao Wuyou was still the unmarried son-in-law of the prefect of Chu, and now he let him do it himself, and he felt a sense of insanity.

At the same time, in Zhao Wuyou's mind...

"Dick! Congratulations to the host for completing task 2, kissing Leng Yue, and rewarding the suitor! From now on, every time you play as green tea, the value of green tea will increase by 2."

"Congratulations to the host's green tea value +2"

"Congratulations to the host's green tea value +2"

"Congratulations to the host's green tea value +2"

.........

Leng Yue kissed again, "No...don't..."

Gradually, her hands were dishonest, and she began to gently touch Zhao Wuyou's back,
At some point, the man in her arms also began to cater to him clumsily, Leng Yue put her hand into his clothes again,
"Death row, I really...I feel so sad...Don't..."

"Call me Leng Yue, death row is just my code name..."

"Um……"

"Ah!" Leng Yue's lips hurt, she was seduced by Zhao Wuyou, and then slowly withdrew her hand, hugged his shoulder again, and kissed him intently.

Every time Zhao Wuyou tried to take a further action, he would use his actions as resistance,

Leng Yue has no choice, but she won't accept it as soon as she sees it, she still keeps kissing and probing.

This was a pain for Zhao Wuyou, he almost wanted to scold her in his heart, after Leng Yue took off her disguise, she was so passionate, it was unimaginable that she was usually so cold, even if she was injured, She also pretended to be a queen.

But the value of green tea in his mind was soaring, which almost instantly made up for his previous investment. Zhao Wuyou has been holding on to the last position, feeling pain and happiness.

Until Leng Yue put her hand on his shoulder wearily, there was a slight sound of breathing, she should have fallen asleep, she was injured, and her state was already limited.

Huh... I won, but also...

……

The next morning, Zhao Wuyou sat up suddenly, as if remembering what happened last night, she began to cry softly.

The crying woke up Leng Yue, she tried to pat Zhao Wuyou's shoulder, but it didn't help.

Leng Yue has a bit of headache, this is the most troublesome point for a man's family, he regards chastity as his own life, especially a man like Zhao Wuyou who guards his body like a jade, although he didn't make it to the last step, he kissed the one who should be kissed, and the one who should be touched I touched it too.

He must be suffering right now...

But Leng Yue didn't regret it, if she could do it all over again, she would still do the same thing, and even felt lucky in her heart.

It's like occupying a toilet that everyone else wants to occupy and taking a pee.

Zhao Wuyou turned his head and looked at her straight, his eyes were red and swollen, but there was a strong hidden in it, and he said seriously, "I won't forgive you...Leng Yue..."

"I...can...marry..." Seeing Zhao Wuyou's grief-stricken appearance, Leng Yue's heart ached, she wanted to say that she was willing to marry him,
But after thinking about it, he is an assassin, essentially a shadow at night, and Zhao Wuyou is the son of a rich family, who has lived in bright sunshine since he was a child.

Am I really suitable for him, or can I give him happiness...

Zhao Wuyou's eyes moved, as if waiting for Leng Yue's words, but Leng Yue's lips squirmed, and she forcibly did not say another word. After a long time, Zhao Wuyou's eyes dimmed.

"Leng Yue, you're a bastard..." Zhao Wuyou left the cave and ran out, leaving Leng Yue alone, staring blankly at the exit.

"You think I don't want me... It's not that I don't want to, I can't, I will die at the hands of that woman sooner or later, I... like you, Zhao Wuyou, but I can't give you happiness..."

Leng Yue lowered her head and muttered, suddenly, she laughed at herself again,
Leng Yue, Leng Yue, you are really nothing, he doesn't know what situation you are facing, but you have moved his heart, broke into his life, and even touched him.

After the impulse passes, rationality prevails.

When falling in love with someone, she really feels inferior, especially a perfect man like Zhao Wuyou, she really likes him, but...do I really deserve to have him forever?

A thought flashed in her mind, if she loves him, she will pursue him, and take him to the ends of the earth, what to do with so many things, life must be full of joy, happy every day.

Soon, she dismissed the idea.

No, you can't be so selfish!

Her elder sister, Leng Bing, is the Misty Immortal Palace Mistress of this term, practicing the Unfeeling Art that has been lost for several generations in the palace, without the slightest emotion.

It is said that if one wants to practice the Heartless Art, one must personally kill blood relatives who also practice Heartlessness.

That's right, Leng Yue also practiced the art of unfeeling, but she is not that material, she uses a cold appearance to hide the rich feelings in her heart, she is not unfeeling, but afraid of being emotional.

But her elder sister, the woman who brought her to wander since she was a child, is really pursuing the ultimate power, and she really doesn't have a trace of emotion.

Leng Bing is invincible in the talent of practicing the Unfeeling Art, which has never been seen in ancient times. Others don't know it, but Leng Yue knows that the woman killed the Tiangong Palace Master who was a half-step earth fairy in just ten years of practice.

I'm a half-baby, and now I can barely step into the early stage of congenital, and sooner or later I will die in her hands, allowing her to step into a higher realm.

And she was not reconciled and didn't want to accept her fate, so she forced herself to be an assassin and experienced life and death many times in order to make new breakthroughs.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she knew that she was no match for that woman, that supremely talented person.

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