Violent General Sheng Shichong

Feng Li turned around and frowned and asked, "You don't remember anything?"

Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

He only remembered that he was lying on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep at first, his head was full of Feng Li, and after thinking about it, he seemed to fall asleep in a daze.

Then when I opened my eyes, it was like this now.

Fu Yuan suddenly thought of something, and asked uncertainly: "I... have a nightmare again?"

Feng Li narrowed his eyes, squeezed the small piece of wood in his hand, thinking that Fu Yuan's disease might not be a nightmare at all.

"Well, it's all right now." Feng Li's hand that was holding the little piece of wood was put behind his back.

Although Feng Li said it so casually, as if it wasn't a big deal, but Fu Yuan knew that he was comforting himself, and couldn't help but dim his expression, "Did I treat you..."

Feng Li pursed her lips and remained silent. Seeing that Fu Yuan was depressed, she put down the candle in her hand, went to get a towel, and wiped off the water stains on Fu Yuan's face.

"You don't have to think about it, general. Look, am I fine?"

Feng Li's voice was soft and soft, sweeping across Fu Yuan's heart like a feather, Fu Yuan couldn't help but have a sore nose, and unconsciously hugged Feng Li's waist, wrapping his arms in his arms.

Feng Li froze for a moment, but didn't resist, and let him hug her for a while.

After hugging him for an unknown amount of time, Feng Li pushed him awkwardly, "General, your clothes are wet..."

Because Feng Li was close to Fu Yuan's arms, the clothes on Feng Li's chest were also wet, and both of them were only wearing a thin layer of pajamas. After Feng Li finished speaking, the two of them stared wide-eyed. .

Fu Yuan reluctantly let him go, took advantage of the opportunity, and gently squeezed Feng Li's waist.

"Ma'am, don't catch a cold, go back and rest earlier."

Normally, Fu Yuan would definitely have to play a little more hooligan before he would give up, but tonight Fu Yuan felt that he must have scared Feng Li when he had a nightmare, and he was afraid that he would not be well rested and he would not be refreshed tomorrow, so he had no choice but to let it go.

After all, the room is next door, Feng Li had just returned to her room, and was about to close the door for Zhu Yun, when Fu Yuan suddenly appeared at the door, startling Zhu Yun.

His pajamas were changed, his hair was fixed, and he forced his way in with a smile.

Before Feng Li lay down, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him, as if she wanted to see what tricks he was trying to play.

A candle was lit by the side of the bed, and the candlelight was reflected on Feng Li's handsome and extraordinary face. Fu Yuan's heart pounded when he saw it, he swallowed and explained: "The bedding in my room is wet..."

It turned out that Feng Li didn't notice when he was splashing water. At that time, there was a bed behind Fu Yuan, and most of the water was splashed on the bed.

Fu Yuan pretended to be regretful and said: "So, I have to share a bed with my wife, and I don't want to do this either, alas."

"..." Feng Li felt as if he had lifted a rock and hit his foot, but he couldn't refuse, after all, Fu Yuan's quilt was indeed splashed by him.

I don't know why, Zhu Yun wanted to laugh a little when he saw his master eating this kind of embarrassment, but he didn't dare to really laugh, so he quietly exited the room and closed the door by the way.

Fu Yuan laughed and climbed onto the bed, Feng Li pursed his lips and moved in to make room for him.

Seeing that Feng Li hadn't changed the wet pajamas, Fu Yuan said to Feng Li with bright eyes: "Madam will sleep uncomfortable if you don't change the wet clothes. Get naked and go to sleep!"

"...What are you excited about?" Feng Li looked at him defensively.

Fu Yuan blinked innocently, "Is there?"

Not only is there, it's like a big wolfhound that hasn't eaten meat for a long time, almost sticking out its tongue and drooling.