Chapter 805: The Third Scheme: A New Chapter of Trojan Horse Massacre 6
"Swish--"After a moment, the master of Lingyun Palace killed another Great Zhou soldiers who were surrounded by him.
But his heart is not at all in those enemies
Because the silly woman who made him dream of was falling down not far away in a daze!
Just now, he tried his best to throw and kick, and threw many people to her to remind her.
But she just didn't move, stumbled on the ground stupidly, her eyes stagnant
What does this woman want to do? Do you want to drive him crazy on the battlefield?
If he rushed over and hugged her in his arms now, all the layout behind him would be in vain!
The father would even guess that it was his fourth brother whom he killed
Then everything is over!
What should he do? What should he do?
Suddenly, he saw Song Wenqing waving the [Firefire] in his hand and kill him
He rushed to Xiaoman, grabbed her, and threw it into the air Song Wenqing
He knew Song Wenqing so well. This hero with no brains will never attack women on the battlefield.
Sure enough, Song Wenqing put away the [Firefire] and flew towards his little man.
"Girl, are you okay?" A familiar voice sounded in my ears, awakening Xiaoman from his despair. Only then did I realize that I had been embraced into a warm and powerful chest
Xiaoman stretched out his hand and pushed away the chest, looked up and said, "I'm fine, please let me go."
Just at that glance, all the love that had been buried in Song Wenqing's heart exploded
Too similar! Too similar! This girl's eyes are so similar to Xiaoman!
"You are injured, I'll take it to bandage." Song Wenqing didn't want to let go, so he hugged the woman in his arms, broke through the siege, and ran towards the city's general's mansion.
Looking at the white figure getting farther and farther away, Xiaoman kept struggling and cried: "Let me go, let me go, what do you hooligan want to do?"
But Song Wenqing seemed to have not heard her crying, nor did she pay attention to her struggle, and kept rushing forward on her own.
After entering the room of the General Manager's Mansion, Song Wenqing put the woman in her arms on her seat
Then, I found a medicine box and pulled off her sleeve to bandage her.
The fingertips slid across the delicate, fair, warm and soft skin, and a familiar feeling surged into my heart
During the days when Xiaoman was together, he had fallen in love with the feeling of holding her in his arms and caressing every inch of her skin.