He was pushed to the tree, his hair wrapped around the tree, and before he could say a few words, Su Songjue kissed him.

Fox's eyes trembled and he wanted to push away, but his hand was held.

He was taken behind a huge tree. The wide tree did not completely block him, but it was enough.

There is no one around, but people in the distance can still see it if they look sideways and look carefully.

Su Songjue's eyes were fixed on the struggling man in front of her, she pressed his wrist, leaned forward, and kissed the cold lips, her lips and teeth pressed against the lips and tore at them until she tasted blood.

Then he let him go.

Hu's eyes were dark, with not much light in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and looked at Su Songjue. Because of the struggle, he frowned in discomfort and held his hands tightly, "I... want, Jun Lan... you, let go."

……open."

He struggled to say a few short words, but because his emotions and consciousness were struggling intensely, his words were not so fluent.

This only angered Su Songjue even more. He pressed both of Hu's wrists with his hands, and raised his chin with his other hand, "You are mine, and I am your master."

The words had the flavor of possession, and he kissed the bloody red lips. When his hand fell, he tore open the hem of his clothes. Some pieces of the torn clothes fell and became broken. He also followed the trend.

Lifting up his clothes...

…

When Su Songjue straightened her waist, the person leaning against the tree immediately closed her eyes and half-opened her lips, as if she wanted to shout, but all her voices were suppressed.

His hair swayed slightly, and the wood chips from the tree continued to fall due to the movement of the fingers. Because of the pain, the white fingers directly pinched the bark of the tree, and the thorny trees pierced the tips of his fingers.

, some skin was worn out.

"Jun...Lan."

Leaning against the tree, his deep and depressed voice was painful and indifferent. With this sound, his abdomen moved, and some "water" fell on the grass under the tree.

The leaves fell into the water, looking elegant and bright in color. The vegetation trembled and was somewhat crushed, but it was still easy to see the beauty of the flowers.

And this indifferent cry made Su Songjue's gaze deepen, "You still remember him, he's like this, why do you still remember him? Do you want me to turn you into a real puppet, so that you can listen to me."

The man leaning against the tree frowned in pain. His legs and feet were still injured. He was hit hard twice and could no longer stand. He gritted his teeth and fell into Su Songjue's arms.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, he walked out from behind the tree and looked at the person not far away, "Like him? What a pity, he...is not yours."

The shoulders of the person being held trembled twice, and his eyes deepened. He gritted his teeth and leaned on Su Songjue's shoulder. He said nothing. Silence... was the only thing he could do at the moment.

She lowered her eyes and looked at his waist leaning against him, gritted her teeth, her eyes were lonely and calm...

In front of the gate of Nanguo City, Lin Junlan seemed to suddenly feel something. He turned his eyes and looked at the woods in the distance.

There was darkness in the woods illuminated by the light. He took a closer look and saw a familiar figure being carried past in a trance. He narrowed his eyes and stood up.

Fu Shiting, who was sitting, saw Lin Junlan stand up, raised his eyes and glanced not far away, "What are you looking at?"

"Little fox?"

Lin Junlan turned her gaze sideways, looked at the jungle, and murmured uncertainly. The figure almost flashed by just now, and before she could see it clearly, she lost sight of it.

Fu Shiting was stunned, "What? There are no foxes here."

Lin Junlan: "..."

The pale man shook his head, wondering if he had seen it wrong. Holding his sword, he sat down again.

Fu Shiting leaned against Lin Junlan and supported his shaky figure with his shoulders, "If you are tired, you can lean on me."

Lin Junlan's cold eyes moved slightly and looked at Fu Shiting. They had been married for a few months and he and Fu Shiting were doing intimate things almost every day, but they didn't sit down and have a good heart-to-heart talk.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Shiting saw Lin Junlan looking at him in a daze and smiled, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

Lin Junlan sneered, "The general is really open-minded. He can tell jokes even if he is a hostage here."

Fu Shiting lowered his eyes, dark hair fell on the corners of his eyes, suppressed his smile, and leaned against Lin Junlan, "There are only two of us here, can you tell me what kind of poison you gave me?

"

Lin Junlan was silent for a while, his eyes fixed on the hundreds of Chu family soldiers sitting around, "They are all human beings. There are only two of us."

When Fu Shiting was sitting on the ground, leaning against Lin Junlan, another drop of bright red blood fell on the tip of his nose. He wiped it indifferently, as if he was used to it.

Lin Junlan's eyes fell indifferently. He watched Fu Shiting wipe the blood silently and said in a calm voice, "You have been deeply poisoned. Without an antidote, you will not survive more than two years."

The man wiping the blood smiled and wiped the blood off his fingertips. His eyes were dark and he asked, "Can you stay with me? The last two years."

"Actually, I didn't expect to live that long. Fighting every day is too tiring."

Fu Shiting leaned against Lin Junlan, breathing calmly, closing his eyes, raising his head slightly, basking in the sunshine, "Actually, except for you, I have nothing and I don't want to have anything."
Chapter completed!