Reborn to return to the God of War husband before his death

"Like getting scolded?"

Shen Huarou raised her head to look at him, knowing that he didn't mean it, but she didn't know how to reply.

She found that He Yuanling was a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know whether it was due to her looking at him or asking.

His expression was stern, but his eyes did not dodge, "I don't like it."

Then he felt that just saying this dryly was not enough, so he hurriedly added, "I don't want you to scold me in the future, and don't dislike me."

There was a sense of pity in her words, and the hope in her eyes struck Shen Huarou straight to the bottom of her heart.

"You're fine, how could I scold you?"

She didn't want to scold anyone, not to mention, when had she ever scolded him?

It was He Yuanling's eyes that were so direct and eager. For a moment, Shen Huarou thought of General Tiger, who had the same look when he was looking at him and begging for a touch.

Thinking of the wounds on He Yuanling's body, the flesh was turned out and bloody, Shen Huarou softened her heart again.

"I have never disliked you."

What are those little things compared to his life?

Shen Huarou also said that she didn't dislike her before, but He Yuanling didn't believe it after hearing it. He just thought it was her sarcastic words and couldn't bear to deal with him.

Now, he believes it.

What she can do for him proves everything.

"Then don't dislike me in the future, okay?

If you think I'm not doing well, tell me, don't be upset and ignore me. How will I know if you don't tell me?

I’ll try my best to change it, okay?”

"good."

Shen Huarou carried the basin and left again, fearing that if she stayed for even a moment longer, tears would fall out of her eyes.

When she turned around, tears fell into the basin, and only she knew it.

If he had had such a heart-to-heart relationship with himself in his previous life, everything would have been different.

He Yuanling's probing words sounded behind him, somewhat unwilling to be in it, "Then, I'm leaving?"

"Sit still."

I never thought of letting him sleep in the side room. If I let him alone, he wouldn't take it to heart at all. He would toss and turn during the night without caring whether it would put pressure on the wound.

"Oh." He Yuanling, who was sitting obediently, pursed his lips again, cursing at someone who just promised not to scold him, but turned around so fiercely.

He murmured, but He Yuanling was still glad that his wife did not drive him away.

Is it true that he no longer has to sleep alone?

Shen Huarou came back again and changed the basin of water.

"Wash your feet."

He Yuanling almost thought that he was dreaming, but he never dared to think like this in his dreams.

He obviously looked stupid and hopeless, but it made Shen Huarou feel even more distressed.

"Hurry up and go to bed. Can you still get a good sleep in the mountains these two days?"

When He Yuanling came back to his senses, he was panicked. He asked his wife to wash his feet. Is he afraid that his life would be shortened?

"I'll do it myself, don't move."

He didn't dare to put his feet into the basin and only looked at his wife.

Now Shen Huarou is standing while he is sitting, and now he is looking up at Shen Huarou.

To be honest, Shen Huarou despises him for being dirty.

Just wiping his body and legs was fine. Shen Huarou would really dislike washing his feet.

This kind of dislike is common to normal people. It's just about his dirty feet, not about him as a person.

He Yuanling's body froze and he didn't dare to blink when he looked at her, thinking of sending her away quickly.

"You should go and wash up quickly. It's too late after going back and forth after so many times."

Shen Huarou struggled several times in her heart and finally decided to listen to his arrangement.

"Then I'm going to wash up. After you wash up, go to bed quickly."

He Yuanling immediately responded, "Oh, I know."

The moment Shen Huarou turned around, the two of them let out a long breath at the same time, trying not to let the other person notice.

He Yuanling looked at his feet soaked in warm water. Because his feet were exposed to the sun all year round, they were whiter than his hands, face and neck.

But compared with his wife's, this point is completely incomprehensible.

If he followed his habits, the feet would be as thin as he wanted.

But today he washed it honestly and carefully. After washing, he even wanted to come up and smell it.

If he hadn't taken care of the wound on his back that his wife had bandaged up, he would have been afraid that it would make her angry and shed tears again.

After washing and pouring water, I came back and stood in front of the bed, suddenly feeling a little emotional.

"Her pearwood bed is indeed more comfortable to sleep on than the rotten wooden bed in the side room, and the brocade quilt is also soft and slippery."

He was obviously talking about the brocade bedding, but all He Yuanling could think about was the owner of the bed.

The skin and flesh are white and tender, soft, smooth and fragrant.

Not only are the materials of this quilt well-chosen, but the colors are also wonderfully chosen. When their owners lie on them, they make their owners look even more delicate and beautiful.

He Yuanling used to think that the embroidery on the quilt surface caught his leg hair, but now it seems that he has no knowledge of good and evil.

The hair on his two legs combined is not worth any embroidery thread.

He Yuanling got on the bed and prepared to lie down and wait. Anyway, he couldn't sleep until his wife came back.

As soon as he lay down, he turned over again and lay on his side.

If she saw him lying on his back suppressing the wound, he would have something to say to him again, and he would never give her a chance.

Shen Huarou didn't think as much as he did. All the messy things in her mind finally came down to one thing that she had to do now and that was the main thing she could do now.

Stock up on food and earn money.

When I came back, I saw that He Yuanling was still awake, lying on his side and looking at her with eyes like General Tiger.

At first glance, her heart softened again, "Why aren't you sleeping yet? Aren't you tired?"

How could He Yuanling not be tired? Although it was not that he had not slept for two days and two nights, he had been chasing people, crawling in the woods, playing a few games, and drinking twice, so he was still tired no matter what.

But didn't he want to wait for her to be together? Tonight, his delicate wife was so alluring, so delicate, soft and flirtatious to him, that he couldn't bear to just sleep like this.

"I'm tired, come on."

If it were normal times, he might say that the third master is afraid of being tired?

Shen Huarou thought so too, but he didn't act as usual tonight.

Shen Huarou didn't have the usual meticulous thought to apply the ointment, so she applied it hastily and put it away.

Yaya is like this too, she likes to act coquettishly when she feels unwell, and she probably just follows him as a father.

Shen Huarou wanted to sleep on the outside, thinking it would be convenient if she had to get up at night, as she was afraid of bumping into him again.

He Yuanling pulled him inside and said, "I can't wake up at night, so you can sleep peacefully."

He Yuanling turned over and lay on his side. Shen Huarou frowned as he looked at it.

"Move slowly."

"I'll turn over and sleep facing you. I promise not to move around tonight."

He didn't let Shen Huarou lie down like this, nor did he lie on his side. It felt a little awkward to face him face to face.

Just when she was struggling, an arm was put around her waist, pulling her close to him. "Come here."

She pushed He Yuanling's solid chest to withdraw again, "Your injury."

I couldn't move at all, and I didn't dare to exert any force.

He Yuanling tightened his strength to prevent her from having a chance to escape.

He placed his chin on the head of the person in his arms, circling her close to his arms.

"Why are you worrying about the injury in the back?

It's clean, you can smell it, it doesn't stink."