Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 513 517. My husband, I can take good care of you

The rays of the sun were colorful, and the bright sunlight sucked away the mist in the forest little by little, bringing in bursts of coolness. On this dewy morning, such coolness made Yetong a little bit overwhelmed.

Reluctantly advancing another mile or so, Yetong finally coughed uncontrollably.

Mu Linge was shocked, and immediately stopped moving forward, and then sent him spiritual energy, took medicine for him, wiped his sweat and washed his face, and was busy for a long time.

He is her husband, so serving him is naturally her obligation and right as a wife, so she will never do these things to others.

His husband, she can take good care of herself.

"Sorry Geer." Yetong panted slightly, trying to adjust his breath. Before entering the dark forest, he clearly felt that his breath had stabilized, and the internal injuries inside had gradually healed. Yes, but for some reason, ever since he entered this forest, he obviously felt that his body was no longer his own.

Mu Linge stared at him reproachfully: "What stupid things are you talking about? Are you sure you didn't hurt your brain when you suffered internal injuries?"

Yetong smiled slightly, his face was slightly tight, the beating frequency of his heart at this moment was really abnormal.

"What's the matter? Chest tightness? Are you uncomfortable? Quick, take this medicine!" Another good pill slipped into Yetong's throat.

The elixir took effect almost immediately, and the feeling of heart palpitations was quickly suppressed, but Ye Tong knew that this was only temporary, if this happened again next time, he thought, This elixir is absolutely irrepressible.

"Ge'er, don't worry, your husband and I are actually not that delicate. Just now, as a husband, I was actually moved by you." He raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Ge'er, it's okay to say so many touching words of love. Do you want to be moved to death for your husband?"

Covering his mouth with a tender and slender hand, Mu Linge frowned, expressing that he didn't like what the other party said: "Tongtong, don't say these deadly words anymore, trust me, I won't let you have trouble."

"Yeah. I believe it for my husband." Leaning his head on her shoulder, Yetong lowered his eyes heavily—really, I really want to sleep!
After tenderly watching his peaceful sleep for a long time, Mu Lingge suddenly turned his head away, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

Suzaku sat quietly by the side, with mixed feelings in his heart, his master's infatuation, and Mu Linge's perseverance. Although they were enduring the pain of having no future at any time, looking at this cuddled Two people, who can say that they are not in pain and happiness?

The road in front of him became narrower and narrower. Mu Linge and his party consisted of six people, yes, six people, because General Bian and Bian Bian stumbled after them when they woke up. After vowing not to cause trouble to them, Mu Linge fell silent.

Silence meant that she acquiesced in the existence of the siblings, so after walking into the woods with the two oil bottles for a day, Mu Linge said that she was truly speechless towards these two people.

They didn't cause trouble for the time being, but they were too noisy. One general was chirping on her right, and the other was chirping on her left. Along the way, Mu Linge felt that she promised to let them stay. Time is useless!

This is clearly the magic sound penetrating the brain.

(End of this chapter)