This time, Zhao Yuan woke up first, and Lan Caier was still in a drowsy state.

When Zhao Yuan woke up, he opened his eyes and looked at his hand that actually penetrated Lan Caier's clothes. He was shocked and quickly pulled it out slowly, afraid of disturbing Lan Caier. This woman is extremely strong-willed. If she knew she had been molested, she would be desperate if she might not do it well.

After pulling it out, Zhao Yuan was reluctant to leave again and secretly regretted not touching it carefully. After all, he didn't feel anything in his sleep.

Looking at the towering place, Zhao Yuan, who was eager to try, licked his lips, and finally restrained the evil primitive desire in his heart. He helped Lan Caier get the clothes on his chest without knowing it.

A gentleman does not deceive the dark room, but must deceive him or her openly.

boom……

In a shocking thunder, Lan Caier woke up suddenly.

After waking up, Lan Caier hurriedly checked her clothes, then breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw Zhao Yuan looking at her, thinking of changing clothes in this narrow tent last night, a red glow appeared on her face.

Seeing the blush spreading on Lan Caier's fair face, until the slender and white jade neck, Zhao Yuan's brain instantly fell into blank space and his face was dull.

She also has white skin and blond hair, but this woman is completely different from Lan Xin's wild and healthy beauty. She has a kind of indifference that keeps people from thousands of miles away. Her cold face has no expression at all, and it is when this cold expression appears shy that gives Zhao Yuan a stunning feeling.

"What's so good about it?" Lan Caier snorted coldly when she saw Zhao Yuan's obsessive look.

"There is nothing good to look at, yesterday's better."

"You..." Thinking of being wet by the rain yesterday, Lan Caier suddenly blushed.

Lan Caier had no choice but to this rogue-like man.

"Following this situation, the rain will not stop today." Zhao Yuan summoned several large pillows from the Sumeru Ring and rested on his back, crossed his legs, looking leisurely.

Lan Caier did not answer Zhao Yuan, and looked at the tent carefully, with envy on her face again. This tent is not only exquisitely designed, but also waterproof. Of course, when Lan Caier saw Zhao Yuan take out a few pillows from the Sumeru Ring and fold them together, she even envied the storage Sumeru Ring.

"Do you want a pillow? Well, the quilt is better."

Seeing Lan Caier's envious look, Zhao Yuan didn't know what Lan Caier was thinking, so he summoned the thick quilt to let Lan Caier be a pillow. At first, Lan Caier was a little worried about her image, but after a while, she folded the quilt, adjusted a comfortable movement, and leaned against the quilt in a daze.

The rain outside kept raining.

The tent was breathtakingly quiet.

In this small space, the two of them were lying opposite each other, and their feet inevitably had to lean against each other's body. Faced with this opportunity to take advantage of the situation, Zhao Yuan naturally would not let go easily. He moved his legs and adjusted the angle, so as to rub against Lan Caier's soft body.

Lan Caier naturally saw Zhao Yuan’s thoughts, but she was helpless. She could only sulk secretly and try her best to avoid Zhao Yuan’s harassment. However, what was fatal was that she could not keep a move for a long time. Her slender legs had to rub against Zhao Yuan. What was even more fatal was that the clothes Zhao Yuan gave her were a dress, and her slender and smooth legs were exposed outside...

Finally, Zhao Yuan discovered Lan Caier's beautiful legs, and immediately looked at Lan Caier's legs as if he had discovered a new world. His eyes were staring at Lan Caier's legs.

This is a pair of beautiful legs without any flaws.

Smooth, slender, and well-proportioned.

What made Zhao Yuan amazed the most was that there was no leg hair on his legs.

"It's strange..." Zhao Yuan stared at Lan Caier's legs, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"What's strange?" Although Lan Caier didn't want to talk to Zhao Yuan, she couldn't help but be curious.

"Don't you all have a lot of leg hair? Why don't you have leg hair?"

"..." Lan Caier didn't expect that Zhao Yuan was actually studying her legs. She blushed and quickly curled her legs and hid them in her skirt. However, a pair of small jade feet were exposed in front of Zhao Yuan.

"We, Daqin, no longer have the bad habit of foot binding. Is it still popular for you tortured slaves?" Zhao Yuan frowned and looked at Lan Caier's small feet.

"Who is bound to his feet?" Lan Caier had a fever on her face, avoiding Zhao Yuan's extremely aggressive gaze, trying to get her feet out of Zhao Yuan's sight, but she showed her smooth and slender legs.

"You are born with such little feet?" Zhao Yuan was stunned and exclaimed immediately.

"Yes."

"Beautiful! I didn't expect that there would be a stunning beauty like you in this wilderness." Zhao Yuan was amazed.

Zhao Yuan has always been trampling on Lan Caier's dignity. Suddenly, Zhao Yuan praised Lan Caier, which immediately made Lan Caier flattered, and the cold expression on his face eased a lot.

"How is your wound?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"It's okay, it's just a skin trauma." Lan Caier shook her head. Her wound was very shallow. The arrow cut from the edge of her left chest to her left arm. With her experience, she can recover completely in a few days at most.

"I know it's a skin trauma, but you'd better change the medicine." Zhao Yuan summoned out some elixirs and gauze, and then turned his back.

"Thanks."

Looking at Zhao Yuan who was turning around, Lan Caier, who was half lying, sat up, took off her clothes, and bandaged her again. When she untied the bandaged wound, she suddenly exclaimed. After being wet by the rain yesterday, the wound actually began to rot.

“Are there any problems?”

"The wound is ulcerating." Lan Caier said a little anxious because she could not completely clean up the rotten flesh on the wound.

"Do you want me to help?"

"...No." Lan Caier hesitated for a moment.

"Hey, I've seen all of you. What's so good about it? Put on your clothes and cover important parts. Hurry up, I'm going to look back."

"Wait...wait..."

Lan Caier was startled and hurriedly put on her clothes, revealing the location of the wound.

"It has to be cleaned up. If it worsens, the arm will not be able to be kept." Zhao Yuan frowned and looked at Lan Caier's wound. The wound was not deep, but a layer of carrion outside was already stinking.

"So serious?" Lan Caier was shocked

"If you don't deal with it, it will definitely be serious, but it's okay for the time being. Disinfect and take some internal medicine. It will be cured in three days. Oh, your pills for slaughtering slaves are too bad. You will have recovered from my medicine early."

Zhao Yuan removed the rotten flesh from the wound bit by bit. After removing it, he ground some muscle-growing pills and sprinkled them on the wound, and then carefully bandaged them.

Lan Caier looked at Zhao Yuan's focused expression and meticulous movements, and felt that Zhao Yuan had become a different person.

At first, Lan Caier was worried that Zhao Yuan would get the advantage of her, but Zhao Yuan's deep eyes had no lewd intention at all.

This is a strange man who always looks for opportunities to be flirting with her, but when he really has the opportunity to be flirting with her, his heart is as firm as iron and unmoved.

"It's done!"

Zhao Yuan wiped his forehead, stared at the wound that Lan Caier had bandaged, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks."

"Haha, no thanks, you have paid."

"When did I pay?" Lan Caier was stunned.

"Look, have you been seen by me? And this jade arm, haha, the touch is good..." Zhao Yuan stared at the fair and plump hemisphere, with a look of soul-sending expression on his face.

"Shameless!" Lan Caier's good mood just now was instantly destroyed, and she immediately covered her wound with her clothes.

"Haha, let's have something to eat. After the rain stops, we must hurry on our way as soon as possible. Some brothers in the village..." Zhao Yuan suddenly stopped talking.

"It's indeed not a good thing!" Lan Caier said coldly.

Lan Caier once again fell into the trap carefully set by Zhao Yuan.

Now, Lan Caier firmly believes that Zhao Yuan is a horse thief who robs the family.

Zhao Yuan needed to guide Lan Caier's thinking, and he could not let Lan Caier have any suspicion. After contacting Lan Xin, Zhao Yuan discovered that although the sacred slaves had no place to live and lived by water and grass, they were extremely loyal to the Shanyu.

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