It's not scary to travel through a book, you can change your fate as a cannon fodder by yoursel

Although Yang Shuo admitted his mistake with a good attitude, Weng Xiaoxiao was still full of grievances, and all the emotions of the past few days burst out at this moment.

"I had a brain cramp and did something stupid. Wife, please forgive me this time." Yang Shuo sat on the ground, not daring to get too close, for fear that Weng Xiaoxiao would get angry again. He waited until her sobbing slowed down before grabbing Weng Xiaoxiao's hand and shaking it gently.

The girl came from afar but got nothing. She must be feeling very aggrieved. She even acted foolishly in the heat of the moment. Yang Shuo wanted to slap himself. He was just looking for trouble.

Weng Xiaoxiao did not even raise her head, and said in a crying voice, "I am just an ordinary girl. No matter how strong I am, I don't have supernatural powers, let alone the courage of a bear or a leopard... Someone came into the house late at night, and I was very scared..."

It turned out that he was not only angry but also afraid. Yang Shuo felt even more distressed and hugged Weng Xiaoxiao helplessly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I missed you so much that I came all the way to see you, but you scared me."

"I'm a bastard. It's all my fault. I won't do this again." Yang Shuo clenched his arms.

"Do you want there to be a next time?" Weng Xiaoxiao looked at Yang Shuo with tears in her eyes.

"I don't want to, and I absolutely dare not." Yang Shuo immediately swore.

After she expressed her thoughts and vented her grievances, and the man dealt with her, Weng Xiaoxiao felt calm. She knew it was time to quit while she was ahead.

"My legs are numb, pick me up."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the storm was finally over. He lifted the man up with both arms and carefully placed him on the bedside.

"Just sit still, I'll give you a massage." If he didn't do it attentively, he would be a fool. Without waiting for Weng Xiaoxiao's response, he took off her shoes and started to massage her.

"Be gentle, you're pinching me." Weng Xiaoxiao grinned and patted Yang Shuo's hand.

"I'll be gentler, more gentle," Yang Shuo responded with a smile. He was very tired from squatting, so he simply sat on the edge of the bed, put Weng Xiaoxiao's feet on his legs, and gently kneaded them.

Yang Shuo couldn't let go of her delicate and smooth skin.

Now that she was no longer angry, she naturally began to care about her man. "How long have you been back in the camp? Are you injured?"

"It's just a minor skin wound, and it's almost healed. I arrived at midnight yesterday, and I heard you were here this morning, so I rushed over."

How long can I sleep like this? After another day of riding, even a strong man can't stand this kind of torture!

"Stop pinching me. Lie down and take a rest." Weng Xiaoxiao retracted her legs. "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry."

"Then I'll go make you something to eat." He said as he was about to get out of bed.

"I just want to eat you..."

Before he could react, Yang Shuo knocked him to the ground. No sound could come out of his mouth when he wanted to say anything.

After a long separation, the pain of missing each other is naturally powerless to express through words. Body language is the most direct and warmest way to express it.

I can't resist getting close, but I have to endure separation.

Yang Shuo used up the greatest endurance of his life to control his body's restlessness, and lay down flat on his back, breathing heavily.

For a man, it is really difficult to endure this. In this situation, they could have done it naturally, and Xiaoxiao would not refuse, but he couldn't just seek temporary pleasure.

Weng Xiaoxiao pulled the thin quilt to wrap herself and leaned her head on Yang Shuo's shoulder. This man loved her.

She didn't mind the environment or anything, but there were still many things to do and the overall situation was undecided. She didn't have the conditions to get pregnant and have a child now, and she couldn't add uncertainty to the already difficult future.

Yang Shuo stood stiffly, not daring to respond. He just held Weng Xiaoxiao in his arms through the quilt.

"How long can you stay?"

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao, I can only stay with you for one night. I have to leave at dawn. We defeated the Wuchong tribe and killed their leader. It will take several years to recover. I want to go to the northwest to exchange my grandfather. I have to talk to the Ministry of War based on my military achievements. His Majesty will agree."

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't want to say anything more at this moment. She just wanted Yang Shuo to sleep a little longer. She raised her hand to cover his eyes and said, "I'll stay with you. Go to sleep peacefully."

Yang Shuo was exhausted, physically and mentally. The honor and disgrace of the Yang family and the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Yang family army weighed on his shoulders. Although he wanted to indulge in the gentleness of his wife forever and not care about anything else in the world, he couldn't, at least not now.

"When the world is at peace, I will take off this military uniform. Wife, will you support me?"

"Don't worry, we can afford it." Weng Xiaoxiao smiled and gave him a kiss.

Yang Shuo chuckled, found a comfortable position while holding the person, and soon fell asleep.

Yang Shuo fell asleep, but Weng Xiaoxiao didn't feel sleepy at all. The person she thought about day and night was right next to her, so how could she bear to waste time sleeping?

Even just looking at him would be fine!

The light in the room was dim, and she couldn't see Yang Shuo's eyebrows and eyes clearly, so she tried to lightly trace them with her fingertips, hoping to engrave these handsome eyebrows and eyes forever in her heart.

Weng Xiaoxiao never thought of herself as a love-brained person, but she had no regrets about falling in love with Yang Shuo.

Yang Shuo was a good man who deserved her love, and he loved her wholeheartedly, so all the other hardships were nothing.

There is no gain without sacrifice, and even if there is, such gain may come at a greater cost.

Love itself may be just the initial affection, or it may be lust at first sight. But if we want to talk about long-term, it can only be you giving some, I giving some, running towards each other and working together.

In her previous life, Weng Xiaoxiao only had a campus romance, and they broke up after graduation. Neither of them wanted to accommodate the other, and neither was willing to live in the other's city, so the only way out was to break up.

We are separated, and it seems that we are not too sad, and we will not commit suicide.

Whether it is an ideal and beautiful love story in a book or a love affair in real life, if you want love to last, you must learn to give, and it cannot be one-sided.

If both sides work together, no matter what the result is, it is sweet. If one side works hard alone, no matter how much it pays, it is miserable.

Knock, knock, there was a knock on the door outside.

Yang Shuo woke up suddenly.

"understood."

Hearing the response, the dark shadow outside flashed away.

"hug me."

"You're awake," Yang Shuo had excellent eyesight, and Weng Xiaoxiao didn't look sleepy at all. "You didn't sleep all night?"

"I can't bear to sleep. I want to see you more." Weng Xiaoxiao sat up with the quilt wrapped around her and smiled.

Yang Shuo turned around and hugged Weng Xiaoxiao, holding her tightly in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Silly girl, what a silly girl."

After just a moment, Yang Shuo stood up cruelly and said, "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I can't take you back this time. I have to say goodbye now."

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded, her presence would only distract him.