100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 112 Drinking Song

He lowered his head and kissed her.

It turns out that a woman's lips and tongue are such a sweet thing.

His predatory nature caused him to hold her tighter and tighter, making her extremely uncomfortable. He was just following his instincts and acting like a lecherous rogue, but the delicate woman in his arms kept moaning. What could he do with those soft, sweet moans?

Jin Huan gently pushed him away, feeling uncomfortable: "You're hurting me."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The dazed look in his eyes hadn't faded yet, and even as he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on her lips, apologizing while his eyes lingered on them.

She was different from him in one way; while he was flat, she was full of peaks. Huo Jingheng couldn't control his strength for a moment, and the young woman cried softly in his arms, making him feel both pity and love for her.

Unlike ordinary women who refer to themselves as "slave," she constantly uses the word "I."

"How could you be so rough, Ah Lang? I... I..." She couldn't finish her sentence, her face flushed.

"I didn't mean it, is this okay?" When had he ever humbled himself like this, taking care of someone else's feelings? But seeing her tears that were about to fall, he wished he could give his life for her, and didn't care about saving face at all.

A blue barrier lit up at this spot.

Inside the barrier, a young couple were inseparable, like mandarin ducks with their necks intertwined.

In this era, no matter how gorgeous the outer robe was, everyone wore open-crotch pants underneath.

He only knew that he couldn't control himself and touched the young woman's...

She sobbed a few times and then fainted in her arms. Huo Jingheng had no choice but to carry her to the tent and summon a military doctor to treat her.

The man was very petty and narrow-minded; he only allowed the military doctor to take her pulse through the sash, and he wouldn't allow anyone else to see the woman's appearance at all.

The military doctor said the girl was fine, probably because the alcohol had made her too hot.

When Wei Zhongqing arrived after hearing the news, he was turned away at the door by his nephew.

How could there be a beautiful woman in this desolate desert? Perhaps my clueless nephew has been bewitched by a spy sent by the Xiongnu!

"Jingheng, wake up!" Wei Zhongqing was already displeased.

"Uncle, my mind is made up. When our army is victorious and returns to the capital, I will ask His Majesty to grant us marriage."

The conversation ended unhappily.

When Jin Huan woke up, she was being held in the arms of a sleeping man.

On military campaigns, especially in the northern deserts, there's no way to bathe daily; the place is stinky, and Jin Huan finds it utterly repulsive. But last night, while drunk, he's already bound to Shen Huan Pearl. Oh well, it's a blue-level pearl; he's not at a loss.

She cast a cleansing spell on Huo Jingheng, and also cast one inside the tent.

Ah, now I feel so refreshed.

Only clean men are worthy of holding me!

As dawn broke, everyone had to get up and continue their journey.

Jin Huan yawned delicately, and Huo Jingheng insisted that she wear the face towel, having somehow gotten hold of it.

He already knew her name and now called her Huan'er repeatedly, clearly treating her as his woman.

It was outrageous for the commander-in-chief to be riding a horse while carrying a woman, but they were out fighting and had no sedan chairs to ride in. So, the question of how to get around after enjoying themselves became a problem for Huo Jingheng.

Jin Huan only asked Huo Jingheng for a horse.

"Well, you're physically weak, can you ride a horse?" Huo Jingheng frowned, his concern obvious.

"It's alright." She looked at him with a smile.

Jin Huan's movements as he mounted his horse were clean and efficient.

The army was moving very fast, but the eye-catching woman in red quickly caught the soldiers' attention, and Wei Zhongqing's sharp eyes kept sweeping over her.

Jin Huan frowned after riding for a short while, her back aching. Horse riding was indeed not suitable for her. She might as well not have left that golden house. But since she had already run away and was now tied to Huo Jingheng, she could only leave it at that for now.

The blue light shone continuously, shielding her from the sunlight.

Finally able to rest, she leaned listlessly against Huo Jingheng's chest. Jin Huan didn't care about the pointing and whispering looks from others; she was a born hedonist.

The food was not good during the march.

She didn't really feel like eating, and occasionally Huo Zhongqing would go hunting and secretly roast food for her at night. But there wasn't much to hunt in the northern desert, and food was very scarce.

Huo Jingheng went out that day, leaving Jin Huan alone in his military tent.

Suddenly a group of soldiers burst in, looking menacing.

Jin Huan didn't even have time to put on her veil before she was caught off guard by Wei Zhongqing's cold gaze.

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