Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1131 Where is Wen Rong?

Lie Jiuqing was very tired. She had relied on spring water almost all day and night for three days to survive. Now she really didn't have much strength.

She hummed softly and snuggled into his arms.

Wen Rong slept for three days, and his reaction was not that sensitive. It took him a long time to feel anything.

He realized that there was only one blanket for the two of them, and they were leaning against each other so tightly, their bodies getting tighter and tighter.

His throat rolled, and he suddenly noticed a change.

His body recovered very well, but damn, the impact of Tang Xin Jue was even greater!
Wen Rong's temples were pounding, and after hesitating for a moment, he clearly felt the emotion unique to hay fever.

Doesn't this mean that the girl can't cure him without using pollen?
As soon as Wen Rong moved, Lie Jiuqing held his hand and squeezed his waist dissatisfiedly, "I'm tired, please don't make trouble."

The moment of softness on her waist was so fatal, Wen Rong groaned uncontrollably.

Hearing this charming whisper, Lie Jiuqing raised his eyes blankly and looked at him blankly, "Did you just..."

Wen Rong's eyes were red and she said weakly and angrily: "No!"

He had just woken up and felt weak all over. This sound sounded as good as coquettishness. Lie Jiuqing laughed softly, "I have taken a lot of medicine these days, and it should have a great impact on you. You will feel a little uncomfortable. It's okay. Just be patient and it will pass.”

Just be patient and let it pass?
Wen Rong looked at her in disbelief.

Lie Jiuqing closed her eyes and rubbed his chest, "Go to sleep and go out later. I want to stay with you for a while."

Although these three days were very tiring, speaking of it, Lie Jiuqing really liked this kind of space with only two people.

At this time, Wen Rong belongs to herself and no one can take it away.

When he gets out, he will no longer be her gentle person, but the nine thousand years old of many people, and he will have to shoulder the responsibilities that must be shouldered.

Wen Rong was weak, but the feeling on his body was really excruciating.

He was breathing hard, not wanting to admit that he was about to beg for mercy.

Lie Jiuqing didn't care about his suffering at this time. She held him like a baby, nuzzling him like a naughty little cutie. She kissed him on the lips from time to time and muttered words. Wen Rong could only hear one or two words occasionally. . "good……"

"obedient……"

Wen Rong was a little annoyed. The more she acted like this, the more uncomfortable he felt, but he had no strength at all.

"Lie Jiuqing!"

Lie Jiuqing yawned and buried her face completely in his arms, "Sleep."

The ends of Wen Rong's eyes were red, as red as red poppies stained with dew in the morning sun, "You... you can't sleep, I feel uncomfortable!"

"Touch it, it won't hurt if you touch it."

Lie Jiuqing was too tired, so he talked carelessly, touched his waist perfunctorily, and fell asleep soon after.

Listening to the even breathing of the person in her arms, Wen Rong bit her ear.

"You are so bad!"

Wen Rong was breathing heavily. He hesitated several times before taking her hand and pulling it into the thin quilt.

It snowed in the sky, not heavy, but intermittently, much lighter than the previous two days. The wind was mixed with air-conditioning, and it was biting cold.

When all the Gu family came over, Huayi, who was used to big scenes, unconsciously took a step back, let alone Shuyi.

Gu Dongchuan had resigned from the post of general and handed over military power a long time ago, but how could ordinary people withstand the momentum of the battle, not to mention that except for him, four of the seven young masters had grown up on the battlefield.

Gu Qian is away, Gu Dongchuan is the leader.

He asked coldly: "Where is Wen Rong?"

(End of this chapter)