Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

What happened in the general's mansion quickly reached Wen Renxin's ears.

He looked thoughtful for a while, but still didn't understand who Rong Li had offended and was retaliated like this.

Wen Renxin tapped her slender white hands on the table with a cold expression, as if she was thinking about something.

Rong Li really wanted to kill, but it was not easy to do so at this juncture.The General's Mansion was in a state of crisis, so there was no guarantee that no one would be watching.

If Rong Li had remained in this state and died unknowingly, no one would have discovered it.

After Wen Renxin thought it through, he called his men to stare at Rong Li to see if he was really sleeping and couldn't wake up. If it was false, let it become true.

into the night.

Rong Yuan looked at the snow on the ground and suddenly thought of the person far away in Kyoto.The sharp eyebrows softened, making people feel gentle for no reason.

He subconsciously touched his chest, where there was an amulet that Wen Renxin begged for him from Lingshan Temple.

The darkness made it impossible to see anything, except for the bonfire burning outside the tent, which gave a faint glimpse of light.

The moonlight was getting darker, and the cold wind blew through the window lattice, so Jinbao closed the window.

"Sir, it's time for you to go to bed."

When Wen Renxin heard this, he subconsciously looked at the bed, then his eyes darkened, and he pinched his eyebrows, "Well, I understand, you can get off first."

When Jinbao heard this, he knew that his young master was not ready to sleep, but there was no way to persuade him, so he could only go down.

After Jinbao left, Wen Renxin looked at the candlelight in a daze, his eyes always unconsciously glanced at the bed and then back away.

There have been a lot of things going on recently, and he wanted to finish them today.

It's time to do this.

After Wen Renxin put out the lights, he walked onto the bed in the dark and closed his eyes.

after awhile.

The man on the bed turned over and opened his eyes.There is nothing in the night.

The feeling of longing is always unbearable. As long as Wen Renxin closes her eyes, she will look like Rong Yuan, with a smile on her lips, the way she coaxes him to drink medicine, the way she pretends to be lonely, the way she is confident of winning, and the way she is romantic and wanton. ...and even seduced him to kiss him.

Xinxin, come over and drink medicine.

Xinxin, believe me.

Xinxin, I bet this person won’t let go, what about you?

Xinxin, I want to kiss you.

Xinxin, you smell so good.

……

Thinking of this, the corners of Wen Renxin's lips curled up.

In the silent room, I suddenly remembered a whisper, "Ayuan, I miss you."

No one answered.

The better the memory, the emptier the reality.

The next second, there was a slight noise on the window, which caught Wen Renxin's attention.

"Who?" Wen Renxin said in a cold voice.

Although he hoped that Rong Yuan would come, the reality was that Rong Yuan had just left for the expedition this morning, and it was absolutely impossible for him to come back now, and there was simply no time.

So who is it now?

"Xinxin, it's me."

Hearing this, Wen Renxin couldn't hold his dagger steady.

"Brother Rong Rong!!" Wen Renxin didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, he just felt his heart swelled, "Didn't you go out with the army?"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Renxin felt herself falling into a slightly cool embrace, and then Rong Yuan's voice came to her ears, "I miss you, Xinxin."

The dagger in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

The curtain falls.

Rong Yuan originally thought of quietly hugging Wen Renxin and sleeping without waking him up, but he didn't expect his wife to be so alert.

It's also nice to be able to hold someone who is awake now.

Seeing Wen Renxin sleeping soundly in his arms, Rong Yuan kissed his rosy cheek and fell asleep contentedly.

very nice.

The next day, Rong Yuan woke up very early.

While he was getting dressed, Wen Renxin hugged his waist in a daze and said, "Don't leave."

Rong Yuan picked the person up and sat in his arms, wrapping the quilt around him, waiting for the person to wake up slowly.

But instead of waking up, Wen Renxin showed signs of falling deeper and deeper into sleep.

"Xinxin, Xinxin?" Rong Yuan stopped when he saw that he couldn't wake the guy up. "If I don't leave, I might be charged with fleeing from the battlefield."

Sure enough, Wen Renxin slowly woke up after hearing this. When she saw that she was nestling in someone's arms and not letting them go, a little embarrassment flashed in her eyes.

Then my heart tightened, "What should I do? Is it too late to go there now?"

"There's enough time," Rong Yuan comforted Wen Renxin, who was visibly anxious, "Brother Wen Ren, don't you want to know how I came back?"

"I don't want to," Wen Renxin shook his head, "As long as you come back."

How could you not want to.

Wen Renxin wished she could know everything about Rong Yuan, but doing so would make people feel suffocated and want to escape.

He thought he didn't care how Rong Yuan came back?I don't care how he got back from such a long distance, or what method he used to get back.

After Wen Renxin said this, she kept paying attention to Rong Yuan's expression, but the man's brows first frowned and then relaxed.

He couldn't analyze it, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad for a while.

(The rest will be made up tomorrow)