"It's going to hurt a little. My bones are a little injured. I really need to come over. " Feng Er looked up at her.
He was indeed surprised that Feng Yan could be so stubborn.
Feng Er had been with Feng Yan for half a year. He knew that although this little girl was the daughter of the Feng family, she had a fierce personality and was still delicate.
Feng Er had experienced the process of healing his injuries himself. He did not think much of it, but he knew that for a delicate girl, this was far beyond what she could bear.
"The fourth prince is coming back. I have to hurry. " Feng Er's inner strength was extraordinary. When he heard the commotion outside the Thatched Cottage, he had no choice but to restrain his heart.
The hand that was holding Xia Ling's ankle suddenly tightened. With a slight "Kacha" sound, Xia Ling gasped. A wave of pain quickly came from her ankle.
"Yan 'er, are you done? " Sima Zhao's inquisitive voice sounded from outside the door.
Xia Ling's forehead was slightly sweaty. She raised her hand to wipe it off and did not wait for her to look at Feng Er.
On this side, Feng Er's vigorous figure was like a black shadow in the daytime. He quickly rushed out of the window.
"It's done. " Xia Ling withdrew her gaze.
Her pain was not in vain. Feng Er looked at her pain but remained silent, and his favorable impression of her rose from two to seven.
Another five points of favorable impression increased, and Xia Ling looked rather satisfied.
"There's nothing in this village that can nourish your body. I asked aunt to boil an egg for you, and you ate it to nourish your body. " Sima Zhao came in with a wooden plate.
There were two bowls of rice, two side dishes, and an egg on the wooden plate.
The rice was wheat rice, well-cooked wheat, and stir-fried wild vegetables. It did not look very oily.
"thank you for your hard work, Shiro. " Xia Ling looked at Sima Zhao as if she was slightly touched.
Sima Zhao immediately broke into a smile. "It's not hard work, Yan 'er. Didn't we agree that we don't want to be together for glory or wealth, we only want to be together forever! "
Xia Ling looked at Sima Zhao.
From his thin and handsome face, Xia Ling couldn't see any trace of disguise.
"Yes, Shiro, we will be good together. " She raised her eyes to look at Sima Zhao, the light in her eyes moved slightly, as if she had imprinted him into her eyes.
"Good Yan 'er. " Sima Zhao passed the bowl and chopsticks to Xia Ling, and accidentally... ... took the opportunity to touch her hand ...
Sima Zhao withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted. It looked like he had been careless, but when he looked at Xia Ling, his gaze was especially gentle.
A man and a woman, eloping together again.
The atmosphere was especially charming when they were so alone.
Xia Ling could feel that Sima Zhao really wanted to have something happen with her.
From the beginning, he wanted to help her massage her ankles, but now, he was more or less creating an ambiguous atmosphere with her. Men... ... These actions were all to pave the way for the night ...
A pair of eloping men and women were naturally husband and wife in name.
Tonight was their wedding night. Sima Zhao's actions were intimate and ambiguous, but it was not too much.
Xia Ling pretended to be shy and did not respond to Sima Zhao's words.
She secretly used the bowl and chopsticks to cover herself. She rubbed her fingers hard, only wanting to wipe the place where Sima Zhao had touched her just now.
Suddenly, in her mind, Ding Dong, Ding Dong, the favorability rating was prompted twice in succession.
When she checked with her consciousness, it turned out that Feng Er's favorability rating for her dropped from seven to five after two-ones consecutively.
Ah, this Feng Er who was lying!
He said that he didn't like her, but now that he saw her getting closer to Sima Zhao from the outside, he would get jealous?
Thinking of him, Xia Ling's heart calmed down a little.
Feng Er was full of martial arts. With him around, as long as she didn't want to, she wouldn't be at a disadvantage with Sima Zhao.