Chapter 39 You forced me


Chapter 39 You forced me

The snow outside stopped and fell again and again.

Yu Tingwan and Wei Zhao have been in a stalemate for a long time.

Either way, Wei Zhao wouldn't let her get close. Yu Tingwan took action without further discussion, took off his clothes and applied medicine to him.

Wei Zhao's eyes turned from shock to anger and finally to the familiar feeling of death in his heart.

never mind.

He is a dying man.

Follow her.

Yu Tingwan's strength is not ordinary, and he can't stop it now.

Wei Zhao remained motionless and allowed himself to be slaughtered.

The upper body is naked, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and smooth texture lines.

Don’t cooperate, don’t refuse, don’t struggle.

It was the first time for Yu Tingwan to see a man’s body, but she didn’t even blush. She just focused on applying the medicine: “How good is this?”

“Why did you reject me just now? I If I don’t do anything else, it’s not like I’m taking advantage of you.”

Wei Zhao looked calm: “You pulled my belt as soon as you came up.”

Yes, she did it.

But Yu Tingwan didn’t think she was wrong at all. He applied the medicine quickly and then turned to putting clothes on him unfamiliarly to avoid catching a cold.

"If blood gets on your clothes and solidifies, by the time you want to take them off, it will be too late. You will have to tear off a layer of skin later."

Does Wei Zhao seem to be afraid of pain? ?

He is not.

He was so weak that he didn't even want to lift his fingers.

“I don’t want to.”

Yu Tingwan: “I’m not afraid to see you shirtless, can’t you be more generous?”

Wei Zhao didn’t look at her . His eyes were hollow and his tone did not fluctuate: "You forced me."

Yu Tingwan:...

What you said is that it’s like I can still pin you down on the bed!

After Hui Niang came back, she put down the red cloth and went to Wei Zhao's house. She didn't notice anything unusual between the two of them.

Wei Zhao still looked dead.

Yu Tingwan has a big heart.

Hui Niang greeted her: "Wan Niang, come here, I will measure you."

Yu Tingwan remembered that Huiniang said she would pull fabric to make a cotton coat for her, but she didn't think much about it.

The wedding date was quickly set for five days.

Everyone in the Wei family is busy, except Wei Zhao who is half dead.

Time passed day by day, and the mountain road was not easy to walk. Yu Tingwan did not go up the mountain again.

On the third day, as soon as she went to Wei's house, Huiniang took out the wedding dress that she had made for three days.

Country people don't know how to embroider, but they can still make simple clothes.

Happy clothes are naturally inferior to those bought from outside, but the stitching is fine and thoughtful.

Huiniang smiled: "What girl doesn't want to get married in her wedding dress? If your mother were still here, I don't know how distressed she would be."

"My aunt can't embroider, so she can't compare with her. "Yes, you just have to make do with it."

Yu Tingwan hugged the wedding dress tightly. She didn't know whether it was the mention of A Niang that made her sad, or it was the wedding dress in her arms that still had Hui Niang's warmth that made her sad. Extremely greedy.

Her eyes felt hot for a moment.

I don’t know what to say.

Huiniang: "By the way, there is also Alang's."

She looked at Wei Zhao who was in a daze.

"Your cousin just got married half a year ago. I borrowed this from him."

"Alang, try it quickly and see if the size fits. If it doesn't fit, I'll change it for you."

Wei Zhao looked over expressionlessly.

Didn’t get it.

"Why..."

He said slowly: "Am I old?"

Yu Tingwan wore new ones, and he had to make do with what others had worn.

Hui Niang: ...

"I usually don't care about anything, but I have to argue with my wife about this kind of thing?"

She was angry and funny: "That's what a girl wears. Yes, if you are really interested, ask the bride if she wants to switch with you."

She said in a joking tone.

Wei Zhao stopped talking.

He has no habit of wearing women's clothes.

But there is someone who takes it seriously.

Yu Tingwan was unwilling to bear the pain of cutting her flesh, so she silently hid her wedding dress behind her back. Wei Zhao: ...Living is really boring.

After breakfast, Yu Tingwan was not idle either. He sat on Wei Zhao's bedside and cut out happy characters of different sizes from red paper.

The windows, doors, cabinets... they all have to be put up tomorrow.

Looking very happy.

Hui Niang also said that she would hang two red lanterns at the door of her house later.

She is so dexterous that she can cut it and get the preliminary shape. The sound of cutting in the room drowned out the little girl's shallow breathing.

The girl's hands kept moving, and she still had time to look at Wei Zhao picking at the red paper scraps blown by the wind.

There are a lot of scraps of paper.

Wei Zhao was weak and let it go after a few attempts.

He looked up at the top of the bed, his pupils unfocused, and there was no trace of him coming from the Wei Jiajun.

Who doesn’t know that General Wei is the most resolute in his actions and does not allow his subordinates to slack off at all? He must always be alert to the disturbances outside.

Why is Wei Shen in such a dead state!

“I don’t know how you were selected by the Wei family army in the first place. I heard that the people who can be selected are all good martial arts talents.”

“Are you... "

Yu Tingwan guessed: "The cooking is delicious, so he was selected to be a cook."

Wei Zhao was in a daze.

He was frightened last time, so Yu Tingwan didn't dare to poke him again.

She leaned closer: "There is nothing to admit."

"It's not shameful."

"I won't tell anyone."

"It's better to be a cook. You can ensure food and drink for the soldiers at the front. You don't have to wield swords and clubs, and you're still safe."

No response allowed.

Yu Tingwan could no longer pry words out of his mouth.

"You really..."

Yu Tingwan was helpless and discouraged: "It's so important to save face."

Wei Zhao was annoyed by her noise, and his eyes darkened. Yu Tingwan.

"The cooking soldiers of the Wei family army are either too old to charge into battle, or they are soldiers who are seriously injured and have difficulty moving. How can Wei Shen get his turn?"

I thought Yu Tingwan would be able to restrain himself, but the little girl didn't know. Smiling at him: "It's quite serious."

Yu Tingwan was very pleased.

This way there is still a trace of vitality, which is better than being dead.

Wei Zhao:……

Speaking of these, Yu Tingwan felt that something was wrong. Many questions have been pressing in her heart for a long time.

In the past, I didn’t care and thought there would be no intersection, so I didn’t ask more questions. But now my identity has finally changed.

She pursed her lips: "The border is far away from Xilin Village. Since you were seriously injured, how did you get here all the way?"

The Wei family couple was immersed in the joy of finding something. Next, I never thought about the strangeness in it.

I don’t know which word in the words made Wei Shen feel harsh. Strong emotions and annoyance flashed through his eyes, and even his tone was tinged with worry.

"He was brought here by a camel."

Yu Tingwan was silent.

I don’t know how long it took for her to find her own voice.

It is very light and can be blown away by blowing it.

“Is it the tiger you mentioned last time?”

Wei Zhaoyan: "Yeah."

Yu Tingwan didn't believe it.

But she can't care about it.

After all, Wei Zhao hurt his brain. He insisted on imagining that he had a tiger, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Yu Tingwan gave up.

Forget it, everyone is back, so there is no need to worry too much about some things.

Wei Zhao was very annoyed and was ready for Yu Tingwan to continue asking questions.

Yu Tingwan did ask.

The girl is very serious.

Thinking about what Wei Zhao did to her in the picture.

Her eyes were crooked and her tone was light, as casually as if she was talking about what to eat for dinner.

“You said, will we have a boy or a girl in the future?”

Another PK, please don’t hoard articles, it will affect the reading rate.

 

 

(End of this chapter)

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