The villain gets pregnant unexpectedly [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 17

After a moment, the man let go of his lips and dodged aside.

He was seriously injured and almost half disabled. This dodge was really not quick, but he dodged awkwardly, afraid of being hit.

Xuezhao swung her palm instinctively—and missed.

Zhong Tianqing dragged his broken body, tried his best to hide in the distance, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I've given you my life, why don't I charge you some interest?"

Xuezhao sat in the same place, feeling bored for a while, "General Zhong is humble, people say you have nine lives, the two armies confronted each other, and you were killed countless times, but you are still safe and sound."

Every time he yelled at him to kill him, which one didn't he fail?

Zhong Tianqing smiled and said, "Maybe my luck has run out this time."

The firewood was crackling and burning, and he looked at the flickering flames with a smile, but said nothing.

Not long after, Zhong Tianqing was exhausted and fell asleep leaning against the cold stone wall.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long it had been, he let out a sigh of relief and fell into a sound sleep.

Suddenly he stopped, and a pile of ashes had already been burned in front of his eyes. He asked Xuezhao who was silently sitting on the other side: "How long have I been asleep?"

Xuezhao glanced at him and said softly, "At least six or seven hours."

Zhong Tianqing raised his eyebrows: "Your subordinates haven't come yet?"

Xuezhao fiddled with the woodpile, "And there was no sound outside the cave."

Zhong Tianqing was surprised: "It shouldn't be." He tilted his head and said, "They won't encounter the worst situation. If the mountain road collapses badly, they won't be able to follow the mountain road to find it. I don't know where we are in the cave?"

More than that, maybe they were just a bare mountain wall outside, just a part of an unmarked mountain, with no route to guide them, they were swallowed into the mountain.

Xuezhao frowned slightly, thinking that he had already thought of it.

Zhong Tianqing stared at him, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I still have something to eat, we won't starve to death for a while." He threw the other red package in his arms, and smiled meaningfully, "Your Highness, don't Come grab it."

Xuezhao didn't think his smile was funny or his words were good, so he ignored him.

On the second day, the two sat dry in front of the firewood and waited for the rescuers.

On the third day, Xuezhao lingered in front of the blocked hole.

On the fourth day, Xuezhao sat back where she was, and the two were silent.

Zhong Tianqing advised him, "What's the rush, what should come will always come, Your Majesty, can they still forget you?"

Xuezhao said calmly: "I'm not worried about this, but without me, the army has no leader, and I'm afraid that their victory at the moment will not be guaranteed."

Zhong Tianqing said: "Yes, yes, I know that you are the backbone of the Yunguang Army, and the spirit of the people..." But these words reminded him, and he said: "It can't be said that we really seized the opportunity to reverse the situation this time. If you insist on demanding me, then..."

I can still spend a few more years with you, he swallowed this sentence.

Xue Zhao said: "You think it's beautiful."

Zhong Tianqing smiled, the cave was gloomy and cold, he moved the pile of firewood to Xuezhao's side, and said, "It doesn't matter if you kill me directly, or we continue to consume, Your Highness," he raised his eyes, " Aren't you tired? Such a quiet cave, such a warm firewood, why don't we rest our feet?"

Xuezhao was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "The world is restless, there is no way to rest. Even if you rest, I shouldn't be with you..." He stopped before finishing speaking.

Just because Zhong Tianqing supported his waist, picked up the burning firewood in the distance and wanted to put it close to him, when he stretched out his body and stretched out his hand to his side, suddenly his new and old wounds failed to support his waist, and he suddenly fell limp.

There was still a distance between the soft place and Xuezhao, but before Xuezhao finished speaking, she rushed over quickly and hugged him.

The cave was dark and silent, and the sound of firewood burning was very silent.

Zhong Tianqing closed his eyes, he was lazy, he lay in that embrace and refused to get up.Surprisingly, the man didn't push him either.

Zhong Tianqing raised his head and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you see how wonderful this is, I suddenly don't want to leave the cave, let the person who rescued you arrive later."

Xuezhao straightened him slowly, the indifference in his voice subsided, and he only criticized him vaguely: "...nonsense."

Zhong Tianqing didn't care about the words that were neither hard nor soft. On the contrary, he was a little light-headed. After a short rest, he couldn't sit still. He used firewood as a torch and wandered all over the cave.

When he walked past the mountain wall where Xuezhao had stayed the day before, he stopped, and then the flames shone, and he finally saw the patterns clearly.

His back was straight and still, when Xuezhao found out, she asked him, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Tianqing turned around with a smile, "It's okay." He walked to the fire, stretched out his hand to warm it, and said casually: "This cave may be the shelter of the Gushe tribe."

How sensitive Xuezhao was, he immediately asked, "What was painted on the stone wall?"

Zhong Tianqing smiled and made nonsense, "It's all about eating, hunting, and daily life. It's just that the clothes and behaviors are similar."

Even if gods lived in this cave, it has nothing to do with them, so Xuezhao didn't study it carefully.

At night, the two of them leaned against the woodpile and fell asleep with their eyes closed, and Xuezhao felt a warm object curling up and down in his arms.

The air and the cold air of the mountain wall were transpiring, and the heat from the woodpile alone seemed not enough. The thing rubbed against his chest and neck, and he unconsciously and slowly rubbed and caressed it with his cheeks.

In the cold, it seems to be an instinct to look for a dog.

Also very addicting.

Xuezhao slowly opened his eyelids, he lowered his head, just in time to see a handsome face with his eyelashes closed, nestled in his arms obediently.

He had never seen Zhong Tianqing like this before.

After pausing for a while, he carefully and very gently pushed him onto the cold and hard stone wall, away from his warm and comfortable chest.

The pyre continued to burn, and at the place where the fire was half-bright and half-extinguished, Zhong Tianqing leaned against the stone wall and gently opened his eyes in the dark night, those eyes were already awake.He was half asleep, and he didn't know what waves were rolling in his eyes.

The two of them could barely distinguish between day and night by relying on the skylight in the gap in the cave. After a long time, they didn't care anymore. When they were sleepy, it was night, and when they woke up, it was morning.

Zhong Tianqing woke up, stretched his waist, and said to Xuezhao: "Good morning."

Xue Zhao said: "It's not too early, you went to bed early last night, why are you only waking up now, it's been two hours."

Zhong Tianqing lied to him casually, "I'm seriously injured, I can't do anything, I'm weak."

He leaned against the stone wall, watching Xue Zhao's plain white clothes scattered all over his body, he lowered his head to arrange the firewood, leaving only a calm, non-hostile side face.

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said softly: "I haven't eaten for several days, are you hungry?"

Xuezhao glanced at him while she was busy, "Are you hungry?"

Zhong Tianqing licked his thirsty palate, "Well... there are two small fruits in my arms, do you want to eat them?"

Xuezhao glanced at it, the fruit looked familiar, and he said, "No need."

Zhong Tianqing looked at the fruit, slowly withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and peeled off the red paper layer by layer.

Xuezhao frowned immediately as a vague scent wafted over, "What kind of smell is this?"

Zhong Tianqing leaned against the stone wall, moved closer, and slowly ate the small, bright red fruit in front of him. "Are you familiar?"

Xuezhao couldn't bear to be looked at by the suddenly enlarged face, he avoided his face, almost forgot what he said, after a while, he said: "I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Zhong Tianqing smiled like a disciple, grinding the flesh with his white teeth.

Until Xuezhao suddenly turned around and knocked the fruit in his hand away.

Xuezhao was startled and angry, "This is the fairy fruit? Do you know it?"

Zhong Tianqing still smiled.

Xue Zhao tilted her head slightly, "You know?!"

"You..." He didn't know what to say.

Zhong Tianqing waved his hand, and said nonchalantly, "I'm hungry, and I'm going to die if I starve to death, but it's not necessarily true if I eat this fruit, and... well, there's still you."

Xuezhao looked like 'you're teasing me again', and said angrily, "I won't save you!"

Zhong Tianqing lay reclining as if without bones, "Then I'll just wait for the poison to die."

"By the way," he smiled, "Did you also smell the fragrance just now?"

Smelling the fragrance of the fairy fruit, they all knew what it was.

Xuezhao turned a deaf ear, and the old monk meditated like luck.

The day passed extremely slowly, Xuezhao closed her eyes, but her ears were extremely sensitive, and the images in her mind were even more disturbing than the images she saw when she opened her eyes.

The sound of Zhong Tianqing sliding down the stone wall, the sound of curling up in the fine wood and clothes, the sound of grinding patience, and the sound of sighing.

"Can you bring me some water." On the second day, Zhong Tianqing interrupted Xuezhao's meditation, his voice was strangely different from usual, soft and sandy.

Xuezhao opened his eyes, he didn't specifically look at Zhong Tianqing, he knew... Zhong Tianqing was no longer able to fetch water by himself.

In fact, a thin stream is just five or six steps away.

Xuezhao took a handful of water silently.

Zhong Tianqing drooped his eyelids, looking like he was sick but not sick, struggling to get up from the pile of clothes, trying to reach the water in his hand.

Where is the hand that can hold water, from the cracks, from the slight trembling, a lot flowed on Zhong Tianqing's body, chest, and the clothes that were about to be opened...

Xuezhao's face was pale, showing no emotion, and when he was almost drunk, he sat back and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

That night, someone walked along his leg and slowly rubbed against his chest.

Xuezhao slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Zhong Tianqing.

Zhong Tianqing's hair was damp, and fell on his chin, on his gently twitching Adam's apple.He closed his eyes, pressed his lips against the Adam's apple of the person opposite him, sucked slowly, and swallowed silently.

Xuezhao closed her eyes heavily and accepted it.

Zhong Tianqing obsessively grinds and sucks along the neck and chin upwards.He exerted great strength, Xuezhao's upper body leaned against the stone wall, all the strength and skills in his body seemed to be dissipated, but he remained silent.

Neither seemed moved, nor refused.

Zhong Tianqing gasped and paused, maybe his brain was also poisoned, as if he was being burned at a high temperature, he reached out his hand in a daze and groped into the hot skirts of the two of them, and felt an extremely hard, extremely hot, straight poking The iron-like thing that is pestered on the ground.

He tilted his head in confusion, and lowered his head in confusion.