Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 273 The Storm (4)
In the medical novice's concept of being a cold killer, as long as it is a tonic, no matter how you eat it, it should not be harmful to your body.

After convincing herself in this way, Leng Xia even threw the little bit of guilt into the Pacific Ocean.

She put the medicine on the table aside to dry, dragged the unlucky snake she met from the ice passage, fetched water to clean it up, took out the fire folder, lit the pile of tables and chairs that had been chopped into firewood, and picked up the warship. With Bei Lie's epee, he put a snake on the tip of the sword and began to roast the snake.

Leng Xia imagined Zhan Beilie saw this scene, her beloved sword being used to split wood and lean on the snake, so she couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips.

There is almost everything in this palace, and even if there is no food, it can be replaced by other things. The only thing that is not there is food. After all, this palace has existed for many years. Even if there is food, it is absolutely impossible to eat.

If it is something that women know, other cold summers are not good, but this barbecue is definitely achievable. After three or two strokes, the mouth-watering aroma wafts from the snake meat.

Leng Xia was holding the black tonic in one hand and grilled snake skewers in the other, and walked towards the wing in satisfaction.

At this moment, Zhan Beilie's face was much ruddy. After all, he was the God of War of the Qin Dynasty. He had practiced martial arts since he was a child and had fought in the killing field for many years. His physical foundation was excellent.

Leng Xia helped him up, and first fed him the snake meat bit by bit. After eating this, the eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples like swords stretched, waiting for her to bring the bowl of tonic to her eyes When he was a child, the Great Qin God of War frowned fiercely even in a coma.

Leng Xia curled her lips, gulped down the tonic viciously, and said very firmly: "Drink this, and you will be alive and well tomorrow!"

If Dr. Mu Da was here, he would have stared blankly at her, wondering how this woman came to such a confident conclusion.

Zhan Beilie's face was full of pain, and Leng Xia forcibly fed this "poison" soup, with a pitiful face on his face, and was pressed under the quilt by Leng Xia.

Leng Xia supported her exhausted body to finish all these tasks, and also ate some snake meat. Tiredness hit her one after another, and finally she couldn't resist, and fell asleep beside Zhan Beilie.

Leng Xia never expected that Zhan Beilie would be alive so soon before the next morning!
I don't know how long she slept, but she was awakened by the hot touch on her side. The whole body of the person beside her was like a stove, and the steaming heat "huhu" was blowing out, almost burning her.

Leng Xia lost all sleepiness in an instant!

She crawled up and looked at Zhan Beilie beside her. His whole body was like a boiled shrimp, red and red, and the temperature was astonishingly high. There was an expression of pain or excitement on that handsome face. Look, his breathing was heavy and rapid, his Adam's apple rolled back and forth uncontrollably, his fists were clenched tightly, and even his hair was wet with sweat.

Leng Xia didn't know what happened to Zhan Beilie. If the fever was caused by the wound, it wouldn't be such a strong manifestation, and he kept kicking the quilt. People with fever are afraid of the cold.

Speaking of it, this matter is very simple. Think about what the Great Qin God of War ate today, snake meat, human body, ganoderma, and...

Tiger whip.

With so many tonic ingredients mixed together, Zhan Beilie was in extreme torment at this time, his body seemed to contain soaring power, and he couldn't stop running around in his body. Normally, Zhan Beilie woke up and practiced crazily all night The sword, maybe this power will be dissipated.

But at this moment, he was weak and wounded as if he was in a coma, and this force could only be gathered towards other places.

Daqin God of War was in a coma, followed the feeling in his body to touch Leng Xia beside him, pulled her down, turned over with difficulty, and fell on top of her!
Leng Xia, who has always been calm, is now terrified!

She originally thought that she would tell Zhan Beilie what Mu Er told her after the two of them had nothing to do.

But I didn't expect it to be in such an unexpected situation!

Just when she was still terrified, the overwhelming masculine aura came, the unique aura belonging to Zhan Beilie suddenly invaded her nose and mouth, and pushed her cherry lips hard...

This kiss is very violent!
Suddenly, Zhan Beilie opened his eyes, his eyes were scarlet!
Since this person is Zhan Beilie, since it is him, why hesitate?

The scenes of getting along with him flashed like a revolving lantern in her mind, she didn't need to hesitate, she didn't need to hesitate, as long as it was him, as long as it was Zhan Beilie!
Soul and body become one!

It's a storm!
This is a thunderstorm!
The feelings that the two bring to each other are too complicated and too strong, and they rise and fall in the turbulent waves. In the suffocating room, they compose a movement of love.

Leng Xia was exhausted, she grabbed Zhan Beilie's hair, pulled him in front of her eyes, and said softly, "Zhan Beilie, I love you!"

Zhan Beilie was stunned for a while, as if he didn't understand what she meant. After some time passed, Leng Xia couldn't help but yawned, Zhan Beilie became agitated, and she kissed Leng Xia's lips fiercely. !

This was the first time she said these words. She felt the man's muscles tense instantly, his eyes showed uncontrollable excitement, and the love between his lips and teeth hit her wave after wave, feeling...

Leng Xia's phoenix eyes widened, she looked at this person in disbelief, she was inexperienced, but she had common sense anyway, just now...

A trace of fierceness flashed in her eyes, she suddenly turned over, and the positions of the two of them changed!

The willow eyebrows were erected, and the corners of the lips were slowly drawn up, full of provocation.

Zhan Beilie was also angry, this lioness, if he is the God of War in the Qin Dynasty, is it a waste of fame?
What he is best at is to strictly defend the formation and attack the city, and he can make anything...

On the battlefield, absolutely not!
A drop of sweat rolled down from Zhan Beilie's sharp-edged chin, along his Adam's apple, collarbone, and slid all the way to his firm chest, glistening with honey.

Zhan Beilie's hawk eyes narrowed bit by bit, Leng Xia's phoenix eyes bit by bit, four black eyeballs stared at each other, sparking brilliant "crackling" sparks in the air...

(End of this chapter)