Because of the need to mobilize and integrate the loyal and brave soldiers, Duanmu Liguang was injured and weak. He took a rest for a night regardless of Duanmu Yawang's prevention. Early the next morning, he left the imperial city and went out to do errands.

The same goes for the next day, there are Gong Yulanzhi and the Brahma Sutra.

Gong Yulan had finished practicing, and it was already late when he came back.

Duanmu Yawang had already finished his bath at that time and was about to fall asleep. When he saw him appear in the room, he yawned and asked, "Have you come back?"

"Yeah." Gong Yulan replied, walked to the bed and touched her wet hair in the bath, "When did you come back?"

"It was still dark when I came back."

"How is it going?"

Duanmu Ya looked at raising her eyebrows, and was in a good mood thinking of this, and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows: "Guess?"

Gong Yulan's beautifully thin lips curled up. Seeing her look, he didn't need to guess that he already knew the result, so he didn't talk about this topic anymore. Seeing her smiling face like a flower, he just felt like it was so tight in his heart that he couldn't help it. Reached out and touched again.

"Itch~"

Duanmu Yawang hid.

Gong Yulan stopped moving his hand, and suddenly said, "I guess I will go out tomorrow."

"Oh."

Duanmu Yawang only responded with such a word, and the whole room suddenly became quiet, and she gently poked his arm with her fingertips.

"angry?"

Gong Yulan stretched out his arm to hug her, rubbing the tip of her nose gently against her delicate neck.

"Which eye do you see that I am angry?"

Gong Yulan's lips curled up silently, and the tip of his nose was rubbing against her neck. The tip of her nose was full of her good smell, and he felt warm in his heart. He actually wanted to hold her like this, not going anywhere.

It would be great if I could stay with her forever.

"What's the matter with you?" Duan Muya asked when he saw him not speaking.

Gong Yulan didn't answer, the tip of her nose was still rubbing gently on her neck, and the tip of her nose almost touched her smoothly, and it felt so good that it was fascinating.

Rubbing against it, it changed its taste.

Thin lips couldn't help but kiss her neck gently, then bite gently...

The atmosphere of the room instantly became sweet and greasy.

Until, Gong Yulan slipped his fingertips into Duanmu Yawang's clothes and touched the almost on her chest. Duanmu Yawang suddenly became sober, took his hand and stared at him.

Gong Yulan looked back at her with absolutely beautiful eyes, his eyes scorching hot.

"no."

Duanmu Yawang refused without hesitation, "Let go."

"..."

His slender eyelashes quivered, and the hand covering her delicate chest let go reluctantly, looking at her sadly.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful for me here." Although his thin lips are ruddy and his face is reddish... Warning, if you do this again next time, I will never sleep with you again."

Gong Yulan pursed his lips: "I want to kiss you."

"You can kiss."

Gong Yulan's gaze swept Duanmu Yawang's whole body without evasiveness, and his thin lips faintly uttered two words: "Not enough."

Not enough to kiss her, he also looked at her whole body again, what he meant was...

Duanmu Ya looked flushed and stared at him.

Gong Yulan bit her pretty lip, and stared at her with hot eyes: "Humans... don't people always express closeness like this? Don't you want to be close to me like this?"

"..." How would she answer this?

Gong Yulanzhi suddenly seemed to think of something, "By the way, it is said in the book that you can only get close when you get married, right?"

"Right, right, right." Duanmu Yawang responded hurriedly: "You are right, you really didn't read the books for nothing." Fortunately, she didn't lose those books, so Gong Yulan can take a closer look next time.

Unexpectedly, those books are really useful.

Gong Yulanzhi suddenly leaned down and licked her lips. The temptation made Duan Muya swallow her mouth, her heart beating, and she secretly admired that she could hold back such a beauty!

"Then we will go to court and get married now."

"Huh?" Duanmu Yawang blinked, thinking she had heard it wrong.

Gong Yulan Zhi's purple eyes were so bright, and the beautiful Ziyun stared at her: "I want to marry you in court. Now, so that we can get close."

What is he smoking again?

Duanmu Yawang didn't expect Gong Yulan to think so fast, and his brain jumped sharply, "You want to be beautiful, when did I say I want to marry you?"

How can someone say that when they are married, they are married to each other?

A three-year-old kid is playing house!

If her grandfather knew that she was deceived by beauty, and went to visit a man at will, and the queen was at ease all night, her grandfather could slash her with his knife!

Gong Yulan looked at Duanmu Yawang and said four words blankly: "You don't want to."

Very calm four words.

There was no ups and downs in the tone.

It sounds like four words spoken at random.

Before Duanmu Yawang could react, Gong Yulan said four more words: "You don't want to."

Duanmu Yawang: "..."

"you are not willing."

"..."

"you……"

Duanmu Yawang interrupted him unbearably: "Gong Yulanzhi, you are enough! Try these four words again!" He is not a repeater!

Gong Yulan didn't say anything any more, lowered his eyes, and gently pulled a piece of her clothes in his hand.

"..."

What is going on with his aggrieved appearance?

Duanmu Yawang suddenly felt that his brain hurts more, but she also knew that Gong Yulan was only a god, and his thinking was very different from hers, so she needed to tell him well.

Alas, it is really torture to fall in love with God, especially with a God who is pure in some respects.

She sighed secretly, stretched out her hand and grabbed Gong Yulan's hand that pulled at the corner of her clothes, clasped his fingers tightly, and said warmly: "Gong Yulan, I would like to marry you in court."

Gong Yulan raised her head abruptly, her purple eyes shining brightly, so beautiful that the whole world was overshadowed by it.

"However, not now."

The newly lit star in Gong Yulanzhi's eyes fell instantly, and continued to look down, his hand slightly hard, as if he wanted to pull it out of Duanmu Yawang's hand.

Duanmu Yawang: "If you really don't want to hold hands with me, I won't hold hands with you next time."

Gong Yulan's hand stopped abruptly, and he dared not move any more.

Ugh!

Duanmu Yawang sighed secretly, grasped Gong Yulanzhi's hand, and whispered softly: "Gong Yulanzhi, I love you, I love being with you, I love it."

After speaking, her face burned, and she realized that she was shy, and suddenly lowered her head.

Thinking of it, Gong Yulan didn't seem to say love to her.

She said it first.

Alas, it's all caused by beauty.