Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 265 Twisting Fingers Softly! (5)

Silent all night.

The next day, when Yun Chu woke up again, she had already taken off her boots and was lying on the pillow, and Shen Fengchu in her arms was not there.

"I'm here!"

Behind him came a familiar voice.

She looked sideways in doubt, only to see that he was standing up from the ground.

Yun Chu frowned slightly, she was in such a deep sleep that he didn't even know he left her arms?

When did she relax her vigilance in front of him like this?
"How are you?" Jie Bei got up, she asked lightly.

"It's much better to have a lady personally warming me up!" Shen Fengchu put the new clothes on the shelf over her body, "I'll let the kitchen prepare whatever I want to eat."

Yun Chu folded his arms, and his eyes fell on him.

"What are you looking at?!" Shen Fengchu walked over with a smile.

"Where is your sword?" Yun Chu asked directly.

On the competition arena before, he had used his sword twice, but the speed of his sword was so fast that even she couldn't see clearly where his sword was.

People are always curious!

Shen Fengchu raised her arms with a wicked smile, "It's on me, my lady will know where it is hard!"

"Just pretend I didn't ask!" She started to walk away.

However, Shen Fengchu suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and with the other hand, he pulled off the belt and let the skirt loosen. He then pulled her palm into the middle of his skirt and landed on his waist.

Under the palm, his skin is moist and smooth, even better than a woman's.

Yun Chu originally thought that he wanted her to touch his sword, but when he felt his skin under the finger, he instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand.

But he held her hand and did not let go, only poking deeper into the dressing room.

Then, her hand touched something.

Cold, straight, against his skin.

"This is my sword!"

He led her fingers to the hilt at his waist, closed her palms, and slowly pulled out the sword.

It was a soft sword, the sword body was bright, much thinner than ordinary sword sutras, the sword body was made of unknown metal, it was as thin as paper, as soft as silk, and could change shape at will.

The hilt of the sword is only the size of a hand, and there is no sword rest for the guard, but a rough ribbon is wrapped around the tail of the sword body to increase friction and prevent it from slipping.

Yun Chu was no stranger to soft swords.

However, ordinary soft swords are all tied around the waist, and the scabbard can be used as a girdle. Like Shen Fengchu, the hilt of the sword is directly wrapped around the waist and placed close to the body. This is the first time she has encountered it.

"It's called twisting fingers!"

Shen Fengchu casually grabbed a piece of handkerchief and threw it out, holding her wrist and shaking it lightly.

A warm force instantly spread from her fingers to the sword body, and the sword body, which was still as soft as silk just now, immediately stretched straight, dancing with a sword glow.

The piece of silk handkerchief instantly turned into countless strands, slowly falling in the air.

"This sword was forged from a piece of meteoric iron from outside the sky. When my father found this piece of meteoric iron, he thought it could be forged into a sharp weapon for elite soldiers. Unexpectedly, after thousands of times of smelting, only a piece no bigger than the palm of your hand was left. And it is as soft and pinchable as dough. My father was so disappointed at that time, but I regarded it as a treasure, so I begged to forge this sword with my own hands!" Shen Fengchu raised his finger and caressed the blade, "Even if it is an ordinary soft sword There are traces to be found, but it is different. It can be completely attached to my body, with only a layer of silk as the sheath. This sword has been with me for ten years, but it has never been discovered by anyone. It is the most suitable sword for me! "

(End of this chapter)