After leaving the imperial capital, Yan Xiaomo came out of the flower, walked around Xiang Yu and sat behind Xiang Yu.
"Be careful."
Xiang Yu saw that the woman in his arms stood up, then held his shoulders and straddled him behind him.
During the whole process, Xiang Yu held Yan Xiaomo's hand very carefully, as if he was afraid that she would fall off the horse.
"Haha, you don't have to worry so much, I won't fall."
Yan Xiaomo laughed, and her heart suddenly felt warm because of Xiang Yu's caution.
This man is very good at hiding his emotions, and his hidden emotions can be seen from some details.
"This position is better.
It won't hinder you from holding the flowerpot."
Yan Xiaomo sat behind Xiang Yu, holding Xiang Yu's waist tightly with her hands.
I don't know if her hands were too short or something, but it was a bit difficult to hold Xiang Yu's waist.
Her little face was pressed comfortably against Xiang Yu's back. .
"Even if you are in my arms, you will not prevent me from holding the flowerpot."
Xiang Yu looked down at the extra hands on his waist, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.
"General, do you know that you look very handsome holding the flower pot?"
Yan Xiaomo's voice sounded, and this pot of flowers just added tenderness to the ruthless Xiang Yu, making him look not like a cold killing machine, but a human being of flesh and blood.
I remember watching a movie called The Killer Is Not Too Cold.
The killer held a pot of green plants in his arms.
"Yeah" Hearing Yan Xiaomo praise himself, Xiang Yu was happy in his heart, but he still maintained a serious expression on his face.
Yan Xiaomo lay on Xiang Yu's back, thinking about what happened to Guo Xiuxiu before, and couldn't help but ask: "The general said that a female prostitute cannot go to the battlefield, so why did the general take me to the battlefield?"
Yan Xiaomo straightened up, hooked her hands around Xiang Yu's neck, and leaned close to Xiang Yu's ears.
Fortunately, no one else could see Yan Xiaomo, otherwise they would have seen this particularly annoying scene.
The woman next to him was breathing heavily, and the sweet fragrance from her body spread into his breath, causing the blood in his body to boil.
"You are not like those women."
There was a hint of deep hoarseness in Xiang Yu's voice, and his body became extremely stiff.
Yan Xiaomo also noticed Xiang Yu's change and smiled secretly in her heart.
Although Xiang Yu was very polite to her, a man was a man after all.
How could he not be tempted by a soft jade in his arms?
"General, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Xiaomo asked pretending to be curious, like a child who was not familiar with the world.
"Xiao Mo, sit still and don't move."
Xiang Yu's voice was still low.
Because their horses were at the front, no one could hear what Xiang Yu said.
"No" Yan Xiaomo said coquettishly, and her soft, boneless hands slid over Xiang Yu's ear, which was already red.
"Xiao Mo, do you know you are playing with fire?"
Xiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was a normal man.
He had never thought about the romance between men and women for so many years.
Now that he was provoked so lightly by Yan Xiaomo, the fire he had suppressed for many years started to burn as if oil had been poured on it. .
"You are not playing with fire.
Hey, General, your ears are so red."
Yan Xiaomo knew what he was asking, but still pretended to be surprised, and took the initiative to touch Xiang Yu's ear with her little hand.
Xiang Yu was already feeling a little uncomfortable, but now Yan Xiaomo had to touch his ears intimately, and a certain part of his body felt uncomfortably tight. oshow7: