The man suddenly frowned, his face full of disgust: "You are a woman, can you say 'damn'? You still kill me? Come on!" He pulled out the dagger from his waist and threw it over, pointed at his neck and said, "Pull it at me, poke it?"

Su Yan'er didn't pick up the dagger and said contemptuously: "How do you think you are so elegant?" She said at all times, who is he?

"I am a man, can you compare with me?" Seeing that the woman was no longer so serious, she gently bumped her shoulder: "Tell me..."

"oops!"

Su Yan'er was not sitting firmly, and was knocked to the ground. She reached out to hold her arm that was almost dislocated. This man was indeed rude.

"Is it okay?" Gong Yang Yuqing helped the person up in panic. He touched her gently. Is it so delicate?

"What do you want?" Su Yan'er was so angry that she smoked. Who is this person? She just tortured her because she vomited his saliva?

The man grinned and said, "Please pay attention next time, and pay attention next time, you didn't hurt it?" He reached out and pressed his shoulder and gently kneaded it.

Su Yan'er was so painful that she sucked the air conditioner and pushed her away hard: "Enough, Yang Yuqing, didn't you just spit your saliva? Come on, spit, and then no one owe anyone!" She had never seen such a stingy person.

Yang Yuqing looked at his rough big hands, how could he make him as strong as a cow? When he applied medicine to his subordinates in the past, he never cared about so much. Will a woman's body be too... she can't even touch it? Perhaps it was because he was too strong, so he put away all his internal strength and forced his arm to knead it.

"Hey! Be gentle... it hurts..." Su Yan'er gritted her teeth, afraid that she would pull off her arm as soon as she struggled.

This hurts too? Use the gentlest technique he personally thinks is the most gentlest: "You are spraining. If you don't deal with it immediately, it will hurt even more. Is it better now?"

Su Yan'er stared blankly at Junyan who was close at hand. Although she was not as good-looking as the Marshal and His Majesty, for some reason, she thought he looked very pleasing to the eyes. After hearing that he was very kind to women, she felt even more pleasing to the eyes. She was a real bloody man with a straightforward temperament and would not have too many colorful things.

If anyone marry him, he will definitely treat him wholeheartedly. After all, he has never heard of any woman he has tried more to do with. He only wants to serve the country with loyalty and never think about major marriages. Do he have to wait until the world is peaceful before he will consider getting married? But what if it was decades later?

Every time I think of this, I feel sad. I hope he will start a family and start a career as soon as possible, have children, and have successors. I just didn't think that person was me. When I thought of a kiss in the water, my heart pounded and my cheeks became more and more red. In addition, his careful appearance of healing her for now made her have a trace of fantasy.

"It's much better!" But when she kissed, the sharp stubble was very pissy, and her chin was still itchy and thorny, but she knew that he would definitely return to what he used to be, because only then could he be able to suppress people.

Gong Yang Yuqing did not notice that the girl was staring at him and began to educate: "In the future, if you want to spit, you should spit it at me alone, and even a servant should not, otherwise it will be a sensation and the impact will be bad. You can't just say something like 'damn' to others. If you don't have enough heads to your Majesty, do you hear it?"

"I heard it!"

She is not stupid, why should she scold His Majesty? She has to scold her behind her back if she wants to scold her. Wasn't she angry at that time? She thought to herself that she was going to die anyway, so what else would she be afraid of?
Chapter completed!