She traveled with a gun and seduced the prince, and she was wanted by the whole city

Xiao Yinhuan subconsciously looked at his hands.

His hand was now at the peak, holding the towel, pressing gently.

He immediately withdrew his hand.

day.

What is he doing.

He rubbed it a few times unconsciously.

He was sweating profusely now, but Shen Yionong, wrapped in such a thick towel, did not sweat a single drop.

Xiao Yinhuan quickly forced himself to wipe her clean, then got her a clean nightgown to change into.

It took a lot of effort for someone who had never served anyone to change her clothes.

Because she had a chest injury, we didn't dare to tie her pajamas, so her chest was left open.

After finishing all this, he put her on the bed and covered her with a thin quilt. Then Xiao Yinhuan rushed to the window and pushed it open.

The wind came and dissipated some of the heat.

It was late at night, a half-moon hung in the sky, and the faint scent of osmanthus wafted on his face in the wind, but Xiao Yinhuan's restlessness could not be dispelled and became increasingly intense. His mind was filled with the scene he had just seen.

He leaned his hands on the windowsill, the metacarpal bones were clearly visible, the veins on his forearms were obviously bulging, he twisted his index finger and thumb together, the touch of her body just now was clearly remembered.

She was indeed a pampered little girl with a delicate body, smooth touch and milky white skin. Xiao Yinhuan's mind even couldn't help but think that if that slender waist was pinched by both hands, it would leave marks even without using much force.

Until the little girl on the bed began to whimper.

Xiao Yinhuan rushed over and saw her face full of tears. She kept shouting, "Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

She hugged herself with her hands, curled up into a ball, and lay on her side, tears streaming down her face, soaking the sheets underneath.

But his eyes were closed again.

I'm having a nightmare again.

Xiao Yinhuan went up and pulled the person into his arms, calling her softly, "Shen Yinong, open your eyes."

But she was trapped in a nightmare, in endless darkness, and in that terrible experience that was sealed away.

There were fierce men with many tattoos on their arms who whipped her and said many ugly words. They also said that if she didn't obey, they would cut off her tongue and chop her into pieces to feed the wolves. She shivered violently and groaned. She couldn't help it anymore and shouted again, "Nong Nong hurts so much, Brother Pei, come and save me."

She took the initiative to put her arms around his waist again, gently resting her head on his chest, holding him tightly.

Xiao Yinhuan heard the words "Brother Pei" again.

But at this moment he didn't even remember to care about it, because Shen Yinong was in a very bad state, as if she was bullied in her dream and had experienced something very bad, but no matter how he called her, she wouldn't wake up.

He had no choice but to follow her words, "Okay, Brother Pei is here to save you, Nongnong, don't be afraid."

Even with his comfort, she was still like a frightened bird.

The clothes on his chest were all wet with her tears, her eyelashes were wet, and she was crying breathlessly even in her dreams.

When the sobbing stopped, Xiao Yinhuan put her on the bed. She still tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Brother Pei, don't abandon Nongnong."

Her hands were waving around, probably looking for something.

Xiao Yinhuan lay on his side, looking at her swollen eyelids and wet eyelashes, as well as the brother Pei she kept calling.

He handed her his hand and sighed, "Okay, Brother Pei won't leave. Stay with Nong Nong all the time. Be good, Nong Nong. Take a good sleep. You will be fine after a good sleep."

She grabbed his hand and placed it on the side of her face, rubbed her face against it a few times, then held it with both hands, hugged it to her chest, and moved closer to his arms, calming down little by little.

Because she pulled his hand into her arms, her clothes were open, and she leaned against him, and his hand pressed firmly on her softness.

His eyes darkened and his voice became hoarse, "Shen Yinong, let go."

The person floating in the sea in the dream felt that she had suddenly grabbed a piece of driftwood, which was all her hope. How could she let go? She even held it tighter and tighter.

Xiao Yinhuan: ………

Seeing her dependent look, he felt sad, as she always called him Brother Pei.

He was used as a stand-in again.

Shen Yinong, what on earth did Mr. Pei go through with you that makes you miss him so much?

The man suddenly got stuck in a dead end. He couldn't imagine what Shen Yinong was like in front of Brother Pei. Would she talk back to him and be rebellious?

Xiao Yinhuan pulled the person into his arms, his heart as bitter as the dark and boundless night outside.

"Shen Yinong, you were bullied in your dream, right? But you only thought of Brother Pei." He put his hand on her waist and pulled the thin blanket up to cover her. "My martial arts are so good, the best in the world. If you encounter any problems in the future, come to me and I will protect you. Don't look for him again, okay?"

He tucked her messy hair behind her ears and kissed her forehead gently, "So, what did you go through together? You rely on him a lot, right?"

His eyes were dark as he let his emotions ferment. Scarlet blood slowly seeped up to the corners of his eyes. Emotions such as envy and jealousy surged in his eyes, making him look even more sinister.

Shen Yinong finally stopped making trouble. She rubbed her face against his chest, put her hands on his waist, and breathed slowly and evenly.

Xiao Yinhuan kept patting her back until she fell asleep, then he gently let her go and stood up.

He had endured it for a whole night, and had been rubbed by her all night, and he had reached his limit.

With the beauty in his arms, he used all his strength to force himself not to touch her or move her.

After being comforted, she fell into a deep sleep, her breath spraying on his chest, soft and warm.

He opened the door and saw a tired face. Just as he was about to greet her, Xiao Yinhuan raised his hand to stop him, "Prepare some cold water for me."

"Master, Divine Doctor Ji told you not to soak in cold water."

Xiao Yinhuan looked over and said, "Go get some water."

Ping An had no choice but to go down and give orders.

"Keep watch. Report any movement." Xiao Yinhuan stepped out and gently closed the door. "I'll be here after I finish my bath."

Xiao Yinhuan couldn't cool down after soaking in cold water. He was still full of fighting spirit and ready to go, so he had to order ice water to be prepared.

He was only wearing a loose nightgown with his belt unfastened. When he came out of the water, water droplets were still hanging on his face and his chest was exposed, with water droplets rolling down. He looked ruffian and unruly, revealing his muscular body. He had such a great figure that Fu Ya and Ping An didn't dare to look at him.

Fu Ya was about to open his mouth to stop him and say that touching ice water is bad for the body, but Xiao Yinhuan glanced over and he shut up again.

Fu Xuan's eyes were always on Xiao Yinhuan.

Xiao Yinhuan turned around and went back to the house.

Fu Xuan came up and elbowed Fu Ya with his arm, "Did you see that just now?"

Fu Ya glanced at him and asked, "What did you see?"

"that."

"Which one?"

"Fuya, you've grown taller yourself and you're still asking me. I don't believe you've seen it so obviously. I said the master has a thin waist and tight muscles all over his body, so he must be extraordinary. What I saw today is indeed so different. It's not something that ordinary people like us can grow like that. This is the first time I've seen such a huge thing. It's true that the master is the strongest in every aspect, and he must be the best in this aspect as well."

Fu Ya knocked Fu Xuan's head, "Are you looking for death? What are you talking about the master?"