Chapter Thirty-Nine You will be homesick too, won't you?
Just like a long night will eventually come to an end, people will also have a time when they are full.
When a loud burp reminded Yelu Qingge that she could not eat any more food, her face was so shy that it made people feel scared, but her heart was sinking a little bit. Could she not escape? Even though she had imagined it when she came.
She has experienced worse situations than this, but if she really has to face the aggression of a stranger of the opposite sex, even if she is from the Kochi Earth in the 21st century, she will cherish the membrane that she has carefully protected for more than 20 years.
She made her final struggle. "Please let me go!"
Yelu Qingge was eating the leftover leg of lamb she had eaten, using a dagger to pick off the good meat to fill her empty stomach. Suddenly hearing her plea, the blade of the knife paused and continued to pick the meat. His lips were clearly defined,
There is no excess oil on the lips, and with a slight movement of the wrist, the meat bones are picked out neatly, and the thin slices of mutton are brought into the mouth to chew.
He is not as elegant as a woman when eating. The men on the grassland are rough and fierce. They like to eat meat and drink alcohol! By the way, he has never drank alcohol!
"Pour the wine!" He threw the exquisite gold wine flask into her arms.
Mei Liangchen hurriedly picked up the wine flask, poured a full cup into the gilded jade cup and handed it over. "General, please let me go!" Most Chinese things are done at the wine table, she said.
Taking the opportunity of pouring wine for him, she begged him not to touch her again.
He smiled brightly, took the wine glass and drank it. "Bang" his right fist landed on several tables, causing the cups on the tables to tremble.
"Pour the wine!" This time he threw the jade cup into her arms.
No matter how brave she was, Mei Liangchen didn't dare to mention it now. She filled the wine glass and handed it to Yelu Qingge silently. She lowered her eyelashes and thought about how to deal with him next.
Yelu Qingge drank like water. When he raised his head and poured it down, the glass was empty and not a drop was left. Maybe he didn't think it was pleasant to drink cup after cup like this, so he simply grabbed the wine pot, poured it into the spout, and drank.
With a swipe of his mouth, the wine bottle drew an arc and hit the carved wooden pillars in the tent, making a clanging sound.
The atmosphere inside the tent suddenly became cold and stuffy.
"You don't want to be my woman?"
She glanced at him quickly, her black eyelashes fluttering against his dark face. Seeing the obvious anger on it, she quickly avoided her gaze and avoided it.
Seeing her little actions, Yelu Qingge was both angry and funny. Little thing, it seems that she really doesn't want to get into his rich mine.
"I want to be with Old Butler and feed the General's horses!" After struggling for a long time, she came up with such a feeble answer.
Yelu Qingge sneered: "Don't you want to return to your hometown alive?"
She was stunned, seeing the mockery and contempt in his eyes, and bursts of sadness filled her chest. "I really want to go back, but I don't know where my hometown is, and I don't know if I will have the chance to go back in this life."
Let's live in a familiar environment." There were hot tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't want him to see it, so she turned away and looked at the small and bright sky outside the square window and said: "General, go far.