"Where is this girl from?"
Ding Wu lowered his voice and finally asked a complete question.
What kind of girl was this, that she actually made his general stop for her, ask for a carriage for her, and even carry her into the carriage.
Yes, and last night I asked for three quilts. I just asked them to put them in the carriage. How can we take such a delicate girl with us on the march
Ding Er became more and more certain that Ding Wu's usual cleverness was fake: "You idiot, you stayed outside the tent all night and didn't know, how would I know."
"I don't know either." Ding Si on the side quickly denied it.
Before he could ask more, he saw the carriage curtain lifted and Yan Gui stuck his head out: "Ding Wu, pull the carriage."
"Oh, here she comes." Ding Wu didn't have time to worry about where this girl came from. He quickly climbed onto the carriage and whipped it.
Ding Er, who was tidying up the tent in the back, looked at the bathtub that was half full of water and the obviously changed clothes, shoes and socks of a woman next to the bathtub, which were messy in the wind.
We must collect it, but where and how
Will the general chop off his head when this rough guy takes the girl's underwear
Ding Wu, sitting upright on the shaft of the carriage, felt his heart beating like a drumstick. The carriage behind him was completely quiet, with no movement at all.
Is the General asleep
It was sunny outside at the moment, but it was dim inside the car.
I don't know where Ding Wu got the carriage from. The carriage is wrapped in sky blue silk and the window frames are covered with a curtain of light blue gauze. The interior is unusually spacious, and at the innermost part are four quilts, which were used by Wei Yang to sleep last night.
Seeing that the quilt was piled in a corner instead of being spread out, Yan Gui couldn't help but frown slightly.
This Ding Wu is becoming more and more careless in doing things.
"Come here." Yan Gui said in a low voice.
Wei Yang looked up at him in confusion. He was sitting near the entrance of the carriage, while she was sitting at the innermost part, leaning on the quilt.
There was not much distance between the two of them.
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Yang still obediently stood up and moved towards him carefully.
Unexpectedly, the carriage ran over something and jolted violently. Wei Yang couldn't help but scream "Ah" and fell forward.
Yan Gui's eyes flashed, and she reached out to take it, but she crashed headfirst into his strong arms.
"It hurts." When she raised her head from his arms again, her nose was red from the impact and she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.
Looking at the pair of tearful eyes in front of him, ripples were rippling in the eyes, like stars in the sky, which made him feel moved uncontrollably.
Yan Gui wished he could kick Ding Wu off the carriage. What was the point of having a carriage if he couldn't even drive it properly
"Are you hurt?" Yan Gui held her in his arms and reached out to gently rub her nose.
"Um."
He rubbed it gently again and asked again, "Does it hurt?"
"Yeah." Wei Yang nodded.
He lowered his eyes, moved closer, and blew gently on the tip of her nose.
A gust of air swirled in her face, causing even her fingers to go numb.
"Does it still hurt now?"
Wei Yang's breathing became a little disordered. She quickly sat up straight, put her hand over her nose, and replied in a muffled voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Yan Gui felt empty in his arms, pursed his lips, and said softly, "Sit down."
As he spoke, Yan Gui reached out and pulled down the folded quilts. He held the little girl in his arms with one hand and spread the quilt with the other.
Soon, he had filled half of the carriage with two beds and four layers of quilts.
"Try to sit on it and see if it still shakes."
Hearing this, Weiyang happily took off her shoes from his arms, crawled over, dragged a quilt with her, and nestled in like a kitten.
He yawned and sighed contentedly, "Comfortable."