Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 679
"You, you, you..." From the first moment she saw Duan Yijun, Nan Yuan always looked at Duan Yijun's face and begged for peace in a low voice.

The forbearable grievance finally broke out, and she was about to turn over and become the master, but who knows, now Duan Yijun suppressed her arrogance, and she still became a role suppressed by Duan Yijun.

Nan Yuan faltered for a long time before she managed to squeeze out the words: "What does it have to do with putting your hand in because you can't help it?"

"Heh~" Hearing Nan Yuan's simple words, Duan Yijun was teased and smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch Nan Yuan's small head: "I will tell you if I have time in the future."

"Tell me again." Nan Yuan pouted her lips unhappily: "You already owe me a book and an answer. If you don't know how to do it, you can just say no."

After finishing speaking, Nan Yuan opened her eyes wide and looked at Duan Yijun innocently, expecting him to admit his mistake immediately and tell the fact that she really did not pretend to understand.

Seeing this, Duan Yijun slowly stretched his hand into Nan Yuan's hem, and began to caress her skin as before: "How about we just practice it?"

"No, I can't." These words made Nan Yuan's face turn red, and she immediately shook her head.

Duan Yijun smiled lightly, and took Nan Yuan into his arms again, bowing his head and absorbing her fragrance.

Duan Yijun said lightly: "I will forgive you this time, and I will not allow you to take such risks in the future."

"Huh?" Nan Yuan didn't react for a moment, she was subconsciously confused, and then realized what Duan Yijun was talking about, and nodded immediately. He was unhappy because she was disobedient and traveled thousands of miles to come to him.

Nan Yuan tightly hugged Duan Yijun's waist, and buried her small head in Duan Yijun's arms. As long as she smelled his body, she felt very at ease: "I miss you so much, but every time you send me a letter home, it's not about war. It's war."

"Heh~" Duan Yijun chuckled, "Because I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain my urge to go back to Beijing."

After finishing speaking, Duan Yijun stretched out his hand and lifted Nan Yuan's chin: "Have you rested?"

Nan Yuan raised her head with a blank expression on her face: "Huh?"

Duan Yijun asked lightly: "I'm not eating well all the way, what can I eat to survive?"

"This." Nan Yuan took out a candied date from her purse, ate another one in front of Duan Yijun, and then put the purse in her hand into Duan Yijun's hand with a satisfied face.

Seeing this, Duan Yijun pinched Nan Yuan's cheek with his thumb and forefinger to force her to open her small mouth: "Eat like this, be careful not to lose all your teeth."

Nan Yuan's face hurt slightly from Duan Yijun's squeeze, she touched her pinched face aggrievedly: "Besides this, there is no good food on the road."

Duan Yijun held Nan Yuan's little hand: "Shall I take you out for a walk?"

Nan Yuan couldn't help swallowing, and said sincerely, "Take me to eat delicious food."

Duan Yijun stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at her little head: "Border Pass is for suffering, so there is nothing delicious."

After finishing speaking, Duan Yijun led Nan Yuan, who was pouting her mouth, and walked straight out of the barracks in front of all the soldiers.

The two soldiers standing guard in front of the barracks looked at the general and his wife walking away. After the scars healed, they forgot the pain and couldn't help but continue to gossip: "Why do I feel that the general has deep affection for his wife, and the red-clothed lady?" Why are women very distant?"

(End of this chapter)