Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

After Yan Jun left, Ji Rao couldn't hold the expression on his face any longer. His movement was very light and slow. He reached for his arm. Although he was put on again, he was still in severe pain.

Especially where it's hard to talk about.

At the thought of Yanjun's not pulling out all night, Ji Rao's delicate face can be distorted.

He was silent for a long time, and always felt a kind of restlessness from the bottom of his heart.

He was the only one left in the room. As long as he didn't move, there would be no sound around him.

Ji Rao wrinkled his nose. He always felt that his nose was full of erosive fragrance last night.

He dropped all the mattress on the bed, along with the pillow on which Yan Jun had been lying.

No power no potential pillow is soft pillow, Ji Rao lost also effortless. It would be strange if Yan Jun gave him a jade pillow.

Ji Rao couldn't sit down. She could only shrink on the bed in a very strange posture.

He gently closed his eyes, almost tired thinking: the note has been sent to bailichen. Bailichen should know his throne if he has any brain, and he still needs to protect himself. How long will it take for him to take himself back

If he stays in Yanfu, he is afraid that he will die.

Squeak.

Ji Rao is really sensitive to the sound of opening the door. His nerves that haven't relaxed suddenly collapse. He opens his eyes and looks at the door with a little fear.

Han Yu came in.

Ji Rao mentioned a breath and slowly relaxed.

As soon as Han Yu came in, he smelled the unusual smell.

Yan Jun has just left this room, and the doors and windows are closed tightly. It's normal that the taste can't disperse.

But at the beginning, Han Yu didn't react until he saw the messy mattress and pillow on the ground. He looked up again and saw the broken curtain and People in rags.

Ji Rao's clothes were dirty by Yan Jun last night. He had to pick a relatively clean one to put on.

The curtain seems to have been torn off by something. It's intact on one side, but it's missing a lot on the other.

After the door opened, the wind came in, only the broken curtain was crumbling, and the fringes at the head of the bed were shaking.

Through the erratic curtain, the most eye-catching thing is the looming legs behind the curtain. Slender and slender, skin tight, white almost transparent, without a trace of extra soft, meat, beautiful people can't move their eyes.

Han Yu joined the army since she was a child. When she was running with Yan Jun, she ate more sand than walked, killed more enemy troops than she had ever seen.

So it's hard to be distracted to see such a scene.

He always felt that the national master of Qi was not as beautiful as an ordinary man. Even if he wore a mask, just looking at the curve of his jaw and thin lips, his thin and slender figure also made people feel that he was an amazing man.

For the first time, he compared Ji Rao with a woman.

Such legs seem to be two laps thinner than their own.

Han Yu shook her head, and for a moment she was ashamed of the mess in her mind.

"Guoshi, you are..."

Han Yu stepped forward, but he suddenly stopped.

Because he saw Yan Jun's personal clothes lying on the ground.

General Yan's clothes How could it be in the room of the national master?