Time-traveling hunk as wife

Lin Han was taken aback for a moment, shook his head dumbfounded, got up and poured another bowl of soup for Lu Ming.

Use internal force to speed up the rotation of the liquid and quickly cool it down. Touch the bowl and feel that the temperature is just right, so put it in front of Lu Ming.

"How can I look at him, I have been looking at you clearly."

Lu Ming's health is not good, and the military is tough. Seeing his cheeks that had gained weight in the capital, he quickly lost weight again.

Every day when Lu Ming was asleep, Lin Han used his internal energy to sort out his blood vessels, and gradually improved his problems of blocked blood vessels and cold hands and feet.

It is said that the colder people are, the more heart-pounding they are when they talk about love.

Lu Ming was holding the bowl, his eyes were about to turn into stars, who has time to care who Zhang Ziyu is.

Lu Ming rolled his eyes, took a sip of soup, put it into Lin Han's mouth, licked those thin lips, and asked carefully.

"Daughter-in-law, you drink too, make up for it, and give me a little brother, let's pamper him to heaven."

Naturally, wolf paws are restless, walking up and down their own territory, feeling the beauty of every inch of skin.

Lin Han smiled slightly. He has always let Lu Ming go, as long as he doesn't hurt himself, he is happy with everything else.

When Lu Ming met Lin Han, it was like taking the best aphrodisiac, he couldn't control himself from body to soul.

With Shi Lei's personal soldiers guarding him, there will be no one who doesn't have eyesight coming in.

After Yunshou and the rain rested, Lin Han covered the sleeping Lu Ming with a quilt.

After wiping off the stickiness on his body, Lin Han took out a black medicine bottle, Bizi Wan, from his waist.

After a moment of hesitation, he put the pill in his mouth and swallowed it.

Looking at Lu Ming who was sleeping soundly with complicated eyes, now is not the best time.

Hiding the concealed weapon on his body, Lin Han narrowed his eyes slightly, got up and walked out of the tent.

"gentlemen!"

Lin Han nodded to Lu Lingshuang, and said lightly: "I have something to do, I'm going out for a while, you stay with the Patriarch, I'll be back later."

Lu Lingshuang has always been by Lu Ming's side, and Lin Han is not stingy in teaching him martial arts, treating him as a half-disciple.

That kid is very up-to-date, his talent is one in a hundred, and now he is considered a minor success, and ordinary people can't do anything to him.

Lin Han specially taught him the kung fu of restraining his breath and asked him to protect Lu Ming.

When Lin Han came outside Zhang Ziyu's tent, he didn't hold back his aura. Sure enough, after walking five steps outside the tent, he heard Zhang Ziyu's voice coming from inside.

"You really couldn't resist coming."

Lin Han turned to the tent with a blank face, and sat down on his own, with one long leg casually placed on the felt mat, and the other leg slightly bent, like a big cat resting, ready to attack at any time.

"No matter what your purpose is, I hope you stay away from Lu Ming."

Zhang Ziyu changed from her usual elegance, smiled coldly, and drew out two jet-black daggers, one long and the other short.

"I've always heard old people say that you are the best, and I just want to see you."

After finishing speaking, he took the lead in attacking, and the male and female swords used extremely tricky angles to strike fatally.

Lin Han turned over from the fatal attack and fought back brazenly.

The two of you come and go, their movements are extremely strange, but they are somewhat similar.

After a hundred moves, Lin Han smiled disdainfully, and his ten fingers flashed silver, leaving a deep wound on Zhang Ziyu's waist.

"If you don't listen to the advice, next time it's your heart."

After finishing speaking, Lin Han turned and left, not caring about Zhang Ziyu behind him.

Zhang Ziyu pressed the wound on his waist, blood dripped down his fingers, but there was undisguised excitement and fanaticism in his eyes.