Jiang Chengjia did not expect him to ask this. She always thought that Ning Nanyou didn't like calling him like this. She was stunned for a moment and chuckled softly, "If I call Erlang, would Erlang want to let go of my concubine?"

"Don't let it go." Ning Nanyou said softly, his tone was dull, and a trace of warmth gradually rose in his eyes, which had been dark.

This child-like tone called Jiang Chengjia laughed and cried.

"You, don't be angry with me today. At that time, I was too embarrassed. And I didn't want you to see me in such a embarrassed state." Ning Nanyou expressed his thoughts word by word, but he was eager to know that Jiang Chengjia did not intend to know today.

He was anxious. In the endless darkness of decades in his life, Jiang Chengjia suddenly broke into it, like a ray of sunshine, which opened a corner of his closed heart. The loneliness for many years had already made him accustomed to enduring everything by himself. He could not imagine that one day, a woman would pounce in front of him and block his father's blame for him. He was red in his eyes because of his injuries, and because he suspected that he was wronged and sad because of his misunderstanding.

Even though she might have a purpose, even if she might just have a show with him, even if he knew that he shouldn't be moved by her, he was still shaken. The heart that he once thought he had fallen into hell seemed to have a glimmer of hope at this moment.

He could not control himself and eventually could not keep himself away from Jiang Chengjia.

Jiang Chengjia listened to his words and remained silent. Ning Nanyou didn't hear any movement for a long time, so he lowered his head and looked at her, seeing her leaning in his arms with an unhappy face.

"Are you... angry?" Ning Nanyou hesitated, sighed lightly, feeling a little disappointed.

Jiang Chengjia blinked and remained silent. He just gently pushed his arm away, stood up and silently went to get the small porcelain bottle placed on the paint table, picked up the hot water stove on the side, poured a full basin of hot water into the copper basin placed on the table on the right side of the entrance, took a silk scarf and soaked it in the water, and took the copper basin to the edge of the bed again.

Ning Nanyou kept staring at her, waiting for an answer.

She looked at the little expectation mixed in his black eyes, and said helplessly, "My husband, please let me deal with the stick injury for you first."

He was stunned, his face showed a silence, slowly lowered his head, as if he was a little disappointed. Jiang Chengjia saw his expression and looked calm. She gently untied his robe, took off his outer robe, and carefully pulled the strap of his top, then lifted the clothes to look at his back. At this time, the white silk cloth tied to his back had blood and turned red. Jiang Chengjia untied the long white silk cloth tied to his chest, and Ning Nanyou kept staring at her. Unconsciously, she felt that she became hot, and red clouds rose on her white cheeks, covering her fatigue, and looked a little playful and cute.

She couldn't untie the knot Sun Qi tied, and Ning Nanyou stared at her like this, which made her even more panicked. She grabbed the knot and pulled it for a long time but never untie it. She grinded her teeth angrily, and her face became more and more red. Ning Nanyou looked at her small movements and the ever-changing expression on her face with interest, and felt it was very interesting.

Jiang Chengjia buried her head lower, raised her eyes slightly, staring at the unopened knot. After pulling it for a long time, she finally felt a little loose, but for some reason the palm of her hand was covered in cold sweat. She carefully untied the strips wrapped around him. Looking at the strips of blood in her hand, her nose became sore again.

Ning Nanyou stared at her with relish, and the corners of his mouth quietly raised. The strips of cloth were removed, and Ning Nanyou showed a thin but wide chest, which was gently undulating under his calm breathing. Jiang Chengjia's eyes couldn't help but glance at his chest, and his cheeks became hotter and redder. He looked at her red face and shy and shy appearance, and he felt very happy. She turned around and took the soaked scarf and wiped his wounds. Ning Nanyou obediently lay down on the couch as she moved.

There were too many new and old wounds on his back, and he could not find a flat piece at all, and each part was a little shocking. She wiped her waist step by step, and suddenly stopped moving, her face turned red without warning. She stuttered with Ning Nanyou, "Jun... can you untie your belt? I'm..."

Ning Nanyou was stunned, turned around and looked at her blankly, looking at her embarrassed and looked at him with an embarrassment. Then he couldn't help but smile in his heart. He smiled slightly, and smiled very gently and beautifully in the swaying candlelight.

Jiang Chengjia felt that he had no shame to see him, so he pressed his head lower and his earlobes were as red as fire.

Without saying a word, he raised his body with one arm from the couch, pulled the belt tied around his waist with his other hand, gently took off half of it, and lay back again. Jiang Chengjia breathed a sigh of relief, carefully pulled his pants down with both hands, and continued to treat his wounds.

Ning Nanyou narrowed his eyes, and didn't think too much, but suddenly noticed that she was still pulling her pants. So he was stunned at first, and his face turned red quickly. He frowned and mutely coughed, "Madam..."

Jiang Chengjia was shocked and responded in a panic, "But Is it hurt?"

He looked at her with a lot of laughter and tears, "I have not been injured in my legs."

Jiang Chengjia woke up from a dream, looked down at her hands pulling his belt, and kept pulling it down. She reacted, and released his belt in panic, looking at him with awkwardness and said, "Don't blame me, please, I... I just want to wipe the wound for you."

Ning Nanyou whispered, "I know." His deep and dark eyes stared at her with a smile.

Jiang Chengjia felt ashamed, not knowing that her thoughts about Ning Nanyou were so dirty...

She hurriedly applied medicine to him, took clean white silk strips, wrapped the wounds for him, and then panickedly wanted to escape. Ning Nanyou never gave her this opportunity.

When she tied the knot for him and was about to get up to wash the scarf, Ning Nanyou suddenly took her into his arms and laughed softly, making a pleasant but deadly laughter in his throat, which made Jiang Chengjia tremble all over. She wanted to hide her panic and shame, so she struggled in his arms. The more she struggled, the redder her face became.

Ning Nanyou hugged her tightly and refused to let go, and said hoarsely, "A Luo is willing to forgive my nonsense today?"

Jiang Chengjia buried her head in his chest, buried it very low, and muttered in a low voice, "If I were angry with you, I wouldn't come to you tonight."

This whisper gently floated into his ears, making him raise the corner of his mouth happily again. She gave up struggling and stayed honestly in his arms, but kept hiding her face and did not dare to look up at him. Jiang Chengjia closed her eyes and thought about it the more she felt that she was shameless and shameless, and she was so brave that she did such a shameful thing in broad daylight.

Ning Nanyou saw that she was curled into a small ball without moving, and her heart felt soft. Just as he hugged Jiang Chengjia with satisfaction and closed his eyes to rest for a while, he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the room. She moved slightly, raised her head from his arms with a embarrassed expression, and said in a daze, "It's already this time...who is here to find Junhou?"

He lowered his head and stared at her, and said very seriously and stubbornly, "Call me Erlang. This is what A Luo mentioned by himself. Did A Luo forget it?"

She was stunned, and had not reacted at first. When he finished speaking, she suddenly turned red again. For some reason, she suddenly couldn't call out a word "Erlang" now, and always felt ashamed to say it. Her flawless cheeks were flushed again, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't say anything.

The knock on the door outside the house sounded again, and then a tender and crisp voice came, "Lord Princess, Daddy, I'm here, lord Princess, are you in the house?"

The little boy called in a hurry, but there was no sound in the room.

Jiang Chengjia took this opportunity to escape, so he said with Ning Nanyou as if he was pleased, "June, someone is looking for her outside the house. There must be an urgent matter at this time. You can deal with the important matter first." She said with all her eyes, hoping that Ning Nanyou would let her go at this time and let her go for the time being.

Ning Nanyou refused to let go. He stared at her, his eyes were like a pool, and his beautiful bearded phoenix eyes looked extremely beautiful against the candlelight. He said word by word, "Call me Erlang."

She grabbed the collar of his chest and was a little panicked, but finally, she gritted her teeth and called out weakly, "Erlang."

He snorted happily, lowered his head and printed a kiss on her forehead, and then said to the little boy outside, "Come in directly."

Jiang Chengjia was a little surprised, but she didn't expect Ning Nanyou to let the child come in in front of her. If she was right, the child outside the house was the girl who had just slept in front of Ning Nanyou's house. The child just mentioned Ji Xianzhi's letter. She thought Ning Nanyou would avoid her, but she never expected that Ning Nanyou did not want to be on guard against her.

She looked around and looked around the lying position of the two of them now, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed and panicked, "Can Erlang wait and let her come in, we..."

Ning Nanyou did not wrap her shirt at this moment. Except for the wound on her back, she was tightly wrapped by white silk strips, her upper body was almost completely exposed, and the belt around her waist was loosely hung and not tied. Her hair was messy, and her clothes were not very tidy because of him. How could a child see this posture?

But before she could finish her words, the little boy had already pushed the door open. Jiang Chengjia quickly pulled the bedding placed beside Ning Nanyou with quick eyes and hands, completely covering herself, hiding inside without saying anything. Ning Nanyou saw her series of actions and couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!