Hearing this, Wen Jian was slightly startled, looked at her with complicated eyes and said, "I didn't..."
And there was a hint of grievance in his hoarse voice.
Qingzhi snorted lightly and said nothing.
Wen Jian had no choice but to explain: "Just ask any soldier to change it for me."
"Then they don't know how to change the dressing, so what should you do if it hurts you?" Qingzhi refuted his words with reason.
Wen Jian said nothing and cooperated with her in taking off her clothes.
As a result, during the process of taking off their clothes, both of them were very quiet and didn't say a word. Wen Jian was okay and just focused on cooperating with her, but Qingzhi blushed slightly while taking off her clothes.
In fact, just looking at Wen Jian's upper body was okay, but Wen Jian's hot breath was right above her head. It was so close that she had nowhere to hide, and she couldn't help but think of the last time she was kissed so passionately by Wen Jian. In the scene, Wen Jian's breath at that time was much hotter and heavier than it was now, but it still gave her the same feeling of being burned to the core again.
His heart was obviously pounding, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and calm as he removed the gauze and changed the wound.
Qingzhi's movements were very gentle, much lighter than the last time the military doctor changed his dressing. Even so, Qingzhi seemed to be afraid that he would be in pain, so she would whisper to him from time to time if it hurt.
Wen Jian didn't feel any pain, so he asked her to take the medicine without any worries.
After finally putting the medicine on Wen Jian again, Qingzhi subconsciously raised her head from his arms, glanced at Wen Jian's still pale face, and felt even more distressed, "You still said it didn't hurt..."
Wen Jian looked at her calmly and said softly: "Compared with the pain when I can't find you, this really doesn't hurt."
Before Qingzhi could say anything, Wen Jian told her her determination clearly: "As long as Qingzhi is willing, I will go with you no matter what the difficulty."
Qingzhi looked at him blankly, her heart twitching inexplicably. She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something to him, but she didn't know if it was appropriate. Just as she was about to lower her head, Wen Jian suddenly gently He held her two little hands in his hand, the same way he always intertwined his fingers with hers.
Qingzhi suddenly understood something. She opened her eyes and silently looked at Wen Jian's face, who was close at hand. Wen Jian also stared at her. This time, the two people kissed each other naturally.
In the intertwining breath, no one can separate anyone.
When Su Su returned to the military camp, it was already late. He heard that Qingzhi had come back before him, and he probably guessed that she had gone to see Wen Jian. Su Su knew that she should not have embarrassed herself. But you still have to visit Wen Jian. After all, Wen Jian did help Nanjiang City a lot behind the scenes this time.
But what he didn't expect was that when he just walked into the camp, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a pair of figures kissing each other on the bed in the back room. Wen Jian was still naked. Su Su paused lightly. He walked out silently without making any sound, and told the guards outside not to tell Qingzhi and Wen Jian about his return. After saying this softly, he rode away again.
The wind and frost outside had no intention of stopping. The soldiers behind him were calling General Su, but Su Su did not stop. As if he was masochistic, he insisted on exposing himself to the snowstorm and allowed himself to be completely beaten by the biting frost. The ground beats.
(End of chapter)