Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Winter night, come early, go late, always extra long.

Because of the arrival of the night, and because of the successive victories, the atmosphere of Liucheng swept away the past tension and gloom.

The soldiers guarding the city still keep their due vigilance, but the people have resumed their orderly life.

Yun Linglong has just met her family, and Yun Helian is very intimate with her. Her sister and brother often play and frolic together. In a few days, Yun Helian is just like his little tail and can't leave his sister.

The night fell into the city with a sigh, there is a cousin who guards against him and thieves everywhere. He is no longer happy. Now there's another cloud crane. He doesn't have to smile, and he can't give people a look.

Fortunately, he has already sent a letter to Jin Wang Yun jiuxiao. He must be in a hurry to meet him.

He could not wait for his father-in-law to take someone away from his barracks. At night alone, he was covered in a cold blanket. He just wanted to hold the fragrant and soft person as a dream.

"Dudu..." someone knocked on his door.

The night poured City lip side to start to put on a smile, rare, this wench still remembers oneself.

He got up and opened the door with his own hands, and his smile disappeared.

"Why don't you go to rest?" His tall body stood upright there, and the expression on his face was obviously a thousand miles away.

Feng five showed a sweet smile and raised a steaming jar in front of his eyes.

"It's cold at night. Brother Qingcheng, I specially made a tonic soup."

Hand don't hit smile face person, night Qing City a little hesitant, Feng five straight forward.

He had to dodge aside.

"Keep it. I'll drink it later." Night city sitting on one side of the table, eyes looking at the beating candle, heart waves do not rise.

If Yun Linglong came, his heart and stomach would be warm without waiting for soup.

"Brother Qingcheng, don't you like my... Craft?" The Fifth Committee of Phoenix asked pitifully.

The following words were added in his eyes.

Well, she has to be so careful when she speaks in front of him.

"Busy business, tired. After a short rest, I'll drink it. " I don't want to embarrass her too much.

Phoenix five stand up, very clever, very sensible to go for night Qingcheng rub shoulder.

Just her powder fist hasn't come down yet, night Qing City dodges to avoid, slant a head displeased of looking at her.

"Brother Qingcheng, don't mention it. I used to dress your wounds when you were injured." Phoenix five gentle smile.

Why is she the only one who remembers the past?

"Don't bother me, younger martial sister. It's late. You can have a rest." The night poured out the city and directly ordered the guests to leave.

Feng five don't pick up words stubble son, only good at trying the temperature of the pot.

She opened the lid by herself, filled it with a spoon and sent it to the front of the city at night.

"Have some to chill out! I've been up for an hour! " Her eyes were filled with the smell of praying.

Would that woman be so attentive?

Night Qingcheng received, gently blowing, is not to send to the mouth.

Feng five himself also scooped a bowl, low head a spoonful a spoonful, eat sweet.

It is a kind of happiness for her to have a period of time alone and the opportunity to eat together every day.

"It's delicious. Elder martial brother, it's not good to drink when it's cold." Phoenix five lift eyes to persuade each other.

Just after drinking the soup, her cheeks were flushed and her lips were moist. She was very charming.

Night city to avoid her attentive eyes, also reluctantly with half a bowl, casually on the table.

"I don't have the habit of midnight snack. It's an exception." He said faintly.

Fengwu was a little depressed at first, then raised her eyebrows and laughed.

So, is she still different?

"Habits can be changed. If brother Qingcheng likes it, I'll give it to you every day. " There was a heat on her face, but she still said what she had in mind.

At night, he waved his hand: "I really don't have to. If you like, give each soldier on duty a bowl

Feng Wu's smile froze.

He didn't know how many soldiers were on duty in the camp?

If everyone has a bowl, they won't have to sleep.

Besides, can anyone afford her? Who is worthy of her service?

Although she was not born in a distinguished family, she was also raised in the palm of her hand!

Did he treat himself as a inferior girl?

"Does brother Qingcheng mean Fengwu to be a cook? I've had a free meal here for a few days. Are you tired of it Phoenix five little face more red, like the fire cloud in the sky.

But in the beautiful eyes, I want to cry, and my big eyes are wet.

The night has not opened yet, a trace of heat rises in the body.

"Don't think about it, I, I..." the night was full of breath.

This soup, the effect of dispelling cold is too fast, right?

"Brother Qingcheng..." Feng Wu's eyes are as silky as silk, and her voice is as soft as ever.

Night city and her four eyes opposite, she seems to drink too much wine, the face is very red, a pair of eyes is rippling.

His throat was tight and his whole body was burning.

"Fengwu, you are in the soup..." yeqingcheng has realized that it is wrong, and uses his internal power to press down the agitation in his heart.

"Brother Qingcheng." Feng five laughs to call, the body is not controlled of forward to fall.

Night city a hand to hold her, she held night city's arm will never let go.

"It's so hot!" With a grunt, she reached out and untied the first button.

The night fell into the city, eyes a cold, shake hands to push her out.

Feng five at the foot of a falter, fell to the ground.

"Ah She frowned and cried, but the next moment she held her legs.

Then he raised his face and gazed eagerly at the night.

"Brother Qingcheng, you, you pick me up." She's like a cooked shrimp.

But she had no objection to being eaten alive by the man in front of her, and especially hoped that he would do so.

He bent down and broke off her hands. He threw her out again without any pity.

"Ah She hit her forehead on the corner of the table and suddenly it was red and swollen.

"Lord." The noise in the room startled Ling Feng.

"Get out of here." The night fell with anger.

Who let this woman in without permission?

Ling Feng is startled. The Lord seldom talks to him like this.

He flashed in quickly.

Night Qingcheng kick kneel him, a hand tightly grasped his chest.

"Mr. Wang, what's the matter with you?" Ling Feng sees that the situation is wrong, but he doesn't know what happened.

"She did something in the soup." I hate the night.

He didn't like Fengwu, but he didn't hate it. After all, he had the feelings of the past, so he didn't have such a strong heart to guard against her.

But what did she do?