Nanyan suddenly reacted, what he had just said.

This sentence is too ambiguous, as if he is inviting him.

However, the conscience of heaven and earth only subconsciously asked, if this bed slept on his own, then what would he do with him!

For a moment, her face burned crimson.

"I, I'm not - I don't have ......"

Looking at her flustered appearance, Zhu Feng's heart suddenly felt like he had been pricked by a needle.

She is so flustered, I'm afraid she is still covering up......

Although the faint karmic fire in her heart has never been extinguished, when she thinks of her just now, she rushed to her tent without even giving up her life, and even crashed into her arms, she was a little weak.

This is the first time.

He Zhu Feng, there are times when he is weak.

After being silent for a long time, he said in a low voice: "You don't need to say it, I don't want to hear it." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the other side of the tent, sat down in front of the table, picked up the military newspaper on the table and read it.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the camp dropped to freezing point again.

Nanyan's face was still a little red, but watching Zhu Feng sit on the other side, she was a little dazed.

Before, the emperor seemed intolerant of her presence, and now, he left her in his tent for the night, what did he think?

Why, I am always making mistakes inexplicably?

She couldn't figure it out, so she could only lie back slowly, looking at the cold and hard face under the flickering candlelight, but just now, his hands were hot.

The touch that remains on the ankle seems to be still there.

Nanyan's heart was in turmoil, but he couldn't stop the bursts of tiredness, and slowly curled up in the quilt and closed his eyes.

Quiet campsite, quiet tent.

Zhu Feng stared at the military newspaper with both eyes, but he didn't see a word clearly for a long time, and I don't know how long it took, he heard the sound of even breathing in the dark.

Put down the military newspaper and saw that Si Nanyan was already asleep.

He got up, walked over gently, and walked all the way to the bed, looking at the little woman's quiet sleeping face.

Obviously so slender and delicate, it seems that the flower branches will be broken when the wind is stronger, how can they have so much courage to rush to their tents under the chaos outside, under the shadow of swords and swords.

Isn't she the most afraid of death?

He couldn't help but reach out and gently flicked the messy emanation in front of Nanyan's forehead, because he touched her eyelashes, Nanyan, who felt a burst of itching, couldn't help but shake his head, and said softly: "Don't ......"

Zhu Feng immediately withdrew his hand.

He looked at his thick hands, which had never wielded swords and swords, and frowned vigorously, a little puzzled by the unseemly gentle movements he had just made.

What are you doing?

He was about to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he heard Nanyan's whispered dream behind him—

"The Emperor's ......"

Zhu Feng's footsteps stopped suddenly.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the slender little woman on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, and her lips muttered slightly, "I, I want to ...... Protect your ......"

“……！”

At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to feel as if he was hit by lightning.

Zhu Feng's tall figure trembled in the dark, unable to believe what he heard.

She said, she wants to — protect herself?

This little woman, to protect herself?

He was silent for a long time, slowly squatted down, and reached out to gently caress her slightly cool cheek.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "You want to protect me?" ”

“……”

"But I didn't—"