"Friends should be sincere, not with a sense of exploitation."

Wushuang was silent for a while, Tanimi left this sentence, and decided to leave.

"General, wait!" Youmeng urgently went to chase, "General...ah!"

I was anxious and sprained my left ankle accidentally. I fell down unexpectedly. Wushuang turned around immediately when he heard the call. Seeing her sitting on the ground, pressing her legs and frowned and pondering: "It hurts so much..."

He was a little nervous inexplicably, but he thought that this woman was scheming and should not believe it easily. He stopped the steps he was about to take and looked at her coldly: "What are the tricks the princess is playing?"

Youmeng hugged the injured leg and massaged the ankle while resenting: "I know why you are a single person, because you don't know how to be merciful and deserve to be single for the rest of your life."

Wushuang was so stunned by her teasing that she retorted with embarrassment: "What does this have to do with being single?"

Youmeng didn't want to pay attention to him: "You didn't see that someone's foot was sprained, and you were still standing there and talking sarcastic words..."

Wushuang then stepped forward, squatted beside her, looking at the place where she was kneading, and wanted to take action, but she was embarrassed, and was at a loss and had to ask her: "I will check the injury for the princess?"

Youmeng glanced at him angrily, but she still lifted the edge of her skirt a little and took the brocade socks to her ankle. Wushuang clearly saw that it was a little swollen, and she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"A few months ago, I rolled down the stairs because of an accident. My foot was dislocated." Youmeng said something about the past that he didn't know, criticizing the two men. "Later, although I was cured by a crazy man, I kept falling into the root of the disease. I didn't pay attention to this foot and got used to a little sprain. I was so anxious to chase you and injured again..."

Wushuang felt even more guilty when she said it: "The princess believes that it was the fault of the general, and the general will not refute it. Then we don't have to go around in circles. The princess said it straight, what should the general do to atone for his sins?"

"I fell down. My feet hurt very much. Someone needs warmth and someone to care for you to get up." She suddenly looked at him sideways and smiled sweetly, so charming that she was even evil. "If the general can put aside his identity and ignore past grudges, he will definitely remember Youmeng in his heart and will not forget the general's contribution."

After Wushuang heard this pun, he looked as handsome as before: "Speak human words."

Youmeng was so angry that he immediately stopped all his smiles and returned to his arrogant face as cold as ice: "My foot is sprained, and I can't move, so I'm worried that General Leng will send me back to my house."

Wushuang glanced at her slantedly, thinking about the situation. Although men and women were not close to each other and their identities made him unable to transgress, he could not really leave her alone. Just now, there is only one way.

He turned his heart and turned his back, "Princess, please forgive me." As he said that, he grabbed Youmeng's arm and put it on his shoulders, and then easily carried her on her back.

Youmeng was a little scared. She hadn't been carried by anyone since she was a child. This feeling was both unfamiliar and friendly, just like when her father was carrying her in private, she teased her and said, "The father is a big tiger, carrying you, the little tiger. The little tiger must be obedient on the back and not be naughty."

Thinking of those warm childhood scenes, Youmeng couldn't help laughing out loud.

Leng Wushuang heard it in front of him, wondering: "What is the princess laughing at?"

"Nothing." Youmeng hurriedly covered her mouth and covered her up, "It's fun to see you as a man as you are so upright and hardworking for this princess."

Wushuang stopped talking depressedly.

The person on his back was very light, but his upper body was pressed against him, and he was closely attached to him. Wushuang felt the girl's softness. After all, he was a man with strong spirit and held her thighs with both hands. He was inevitably ambiguity when touching each other. He felt strange in his heart. He could only force himself to concentrate on walking and try not to think about any selfish thoughts.

He didn't say anything, Youmeng felt that he was so bored, so he could only ask for words to chat with him: "Hey, General Leng, is the treatment of the Prime Minister's Mansion very good?"

He came back to his senses dullly: "Why did the princess ask this?"

"I'm curious, I'm wondering how good the Prime Minister will give you, so that you can work hard for him so devotedly?"

"This is not what the princess should do." He said coldly, "Stop doing unnecessary spy."

Youmeng pursed her lips in disappointment: "Okay, forget it if you don't say it."

After a while of this quietness, Youmeng became interested again: "General, are you really a tiger?"

The man was serious: "Really, there is no need to lie about this kind of thing."

"Then you are eight years older than me!" She exclaimed deliberately loudly, and she was so eager to be beaten. "General, you are so old. Many men are as old as you, not to mention getting married, and their children will run away!"

After hearing what she said, Wushuang was already in a black line.
Chapter completed!