The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"This is beef bone soup. To make this soup. I can make it in three days and three nights. Come and taste it." At this time, Ying Yu scooped a bowl of beef bone soup to Shang Wen with a metal spoon. Bring it over.

"I don't drink it. I'm somewhat allergic to meat products." Shang Wen desperately shook his head at this time.

"That's how it works. You must drink a little. Just a little. Only in this way can your legs heal." Yingyu said at this time.

"I don't want to say that I am married to a lame man when I am married." At this time, Yingyu whispered.

"What did you say?" Shang Wen didn't hear what Yingyu said.

"Ah. It's nothing. Just let you drink more. Don't disappoint my kindness." Yingyu said at this time.

"This." Shang Wen said helplessly.

"I don't want to be forced to do things I don't like." Shang Wen said while looking at Yingyu at this time.

"But, this is good for you." Yingyu said at this time.

"I don't want this." Shang Wen hopes to clarify something with Yingyu.

"Are you reasoning with me?" Yingyu asked at this time.

"Oh. Yes. It's reasonable." Shang Wen admitted at this time.

"In fact, your leg was injured. And you don't eat meat. At the same time, you don't drink any supplements. For example, this beef bone soup. The doctor has already said. Only drinking some supplements can speed up your recovery. Now. You said you don’t eat meat and don’t drink bone soup. So, the current situation is. If you don’t change this habit, it is estimated that it will be difficult for you to recover.” Yingyu said at this time.

"and so····". Shangwen tried to explain something.

"So, now you want to drink beef bone soup." This time. Ying Yu said loudly.

"No. No, no." Shang Wen immediately refused. Shang Wen not only refused, but also shook his head vigorously. He hopes that his opinions can be conveyed to Yingyu. He does not want to force his own will to happen, especially this kind of broth. Shang Wen really didn't want to touch it.

"You have to drink it." Ying Yu said, looking at Shang Wen.

"Just drink it for me. Okay?" Yingyu said at this time.

"This. No." Shang Wen said twitchingly.

"Don't shirk like this, okay?" Yingyu asked directly.

"I think I should finish talking." Shang Wen said at this time.

"Actually, I am a little allergic or disgusted with this soup." Shang Wen said.

"You know, I've been on the battlefield." Shang Wen said nervously, waving his arms unnaturally.

"The blood on the battlefield makes me feel very uncomfortable." Shang Wen said.

"The **** smell. And the miserable condition of the flesh splashing around. It makes me feel. Very. Very. Disgusting. Until now, when I touch the **** meat. I feel it." Shang Wen was very unnatural. Said. This is a normal human response. Once encountered something that makes the brain offensive. The human brain will make some unnatural brain memories. Shang Wen seemed to remember the first time he experienced the war. That was Shang Wen as the supervising army. That is to follow Meng Tian's army northward to fight and destroy the 300,000 main force of the Xiongnu army. There was very little loss in that war. But the Huns suffered great losses. Not only that. He still remembers that a soldier of the Qin Army cut off the head of a corpse of a Huns right beside him. That kind of bloody. So far, Shang Wen feels extremely sick.

When Shangwen smelled the meat. Always think of such a tragic scene. This makes Shangwen very unnatural, and even a psychological burden.

"Whatever? You have to eat meat. You have to drink soup." Yingyu knelt down and said at this time.

"Come on, take a sip. It's fragrant." Yingyu said seductively.

And Shang Wen just shook his head. Shangwen has no appetite to eat these at all. These things are a disaster for him.

"You have to eat some." Yingyu insisted.

"No." Shang Wen just shook his head.

"Nerdy. It's delicious." As she said, Ying Yu scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it.

"En." Yingyu said with satisfaction.

While Shang Wen still shook his head, he refused to drink soup, especially this kind of broth.

"Don't you drink?" Yingyu asked at this time.

"Yes. Don't drink." Shang Wen said at this time.

"I have a way to let you drink." Yingyu said.

"I'm going to pinch your nose and pour it in for you." Yingyu said at this time.

"In this way, I won't drink either." Shang Wen said.

"Are you sure?" Ying Yu asked.

"OK." Shang Wen confirmed.

"Okay. Look at it." Yingyu said as she picked up the soup pot and took a sharp sip. Then put one hand behind Shang Wen's head, and hold Shang Wen's head to keep it from moving. Then Yingyu kissed Shang Wen all at once, and poured the soup in her mouth.

At this time, Shang Wen only had his eyes wide open. He really didn't expect it. At this time, all he could do seemed to be surprised.

This kind of action is too sudden. Shangwen didn't have any psychological preparation at all, and Shangwen didn't expect that the bold Yingyu would actually adopt such a method. Shang Wen really didn't expect it.

The broth in his mouth slipped directly from Yingyu's mouth, and Shang Wen could feel the trace of the tongue sliding in Shang Wen's mouth. Very soft. Moreover, that kind of softness is so soft that there is no feeling. Shang Wen couldn't describe that feeling.

The broth in his mouth slid across Shangwen's throat before Shangwen hadn't reacted. Then he entered his esophagus.

"Ah." Yingyu straightened her body at this time. Gasping for breath.

And Shang Wen put on an unbelievable one. Moreover, covering his chest tightly with his hand, he couldn't believe it, he just took a sip of the broth. Moreover, the disgusting breath of the fishy smell of the broth was not felt.

"How is it?" Yingyu asked with her head down at this time. Her face was a little red.

"This," Shang Wen was a little dazed, he didn't know what happened just now?

"How is it?" Yingyu asked complainingly.

"This. It's okay," Shang Wen replied.

"Then continue." Yingyu said and took another sip of soup. Then he held the back of Shang Wen's head. Shang Wen could want to refuse, this method is really too intense. This makes Shang Wen a little unbearable. But Yingyu was already leaning down at this time. The kiss came. Shang Wen could only refuse emptyly with his hands raised.

The smell of broth came again in his mouth. However, Shang Wen did not panic this time, but some were shocked. Very strange shock. Shangwen no longer resisted, on the contrary, he seemed to accept, silently accepting all this.

Shang Wen didn't seem to feel the taste of the broth. However, what he vaguely felt was the sweetness in Yingyu's mouth. That kind of woman's unique sweetness. This sweetness gave Shangwen a profound experience for the first time.

"Ah." After Yingyu poured the broth in his mouth into Shang Wen, he took a deep breath.

And Shang Wen was still immersed in the memory just now, he was experiencing that feeling, the sweet feeling of the moment Yingyu kissed. Shang Wen was a little at a loss. He was at a loss. Panic, shock, knowable but unknown, contradictory but not contradictory. This makes Shang Wen unable to describe, his brain is empty.

"Woo." Just when Shang Wen slowly reacted. Yingyu took another sip of the soup, then kissed Shang Wen, and then poured the soup into Shang Wen's mouth.

This time Shangwen came back a bit, he could feel the smell of the broth, but the broth mixed with Yingyu's saliva seemed to offset a lot, and the soft feeling on his lips made Shangwen feel very wonderful. Shangwen didn't feel this kind of beauty in the first two soups. However, Shangwen had some feelings this time. This kind of feeling was very intoxicating. Shangwen's arm began to soften at this time and began to slowly lower it.

"Huhu." However, just when Shangwen's hand was about to touch Yingyu, Yingyu had poured the soup from her mouth into Shangwen's mouth. The monk Yingyu gave the soup three times, all with his eyes closed. And Shang Wen only noticed the feeling in his mouth, but didn't notice it at all.

"Huh." Yingyu opened her eyes and wiped the soup on the corners of her mouth.

"A little more." At this time Yingyu said, she had to pick up the soup pot again.

"Oh." Shang Wen still maintained his actions. Then suddenly reacted. Then immediately waved his arms. And kept shook his head.

"Oh. No, no, no." Shang Wen shook his head and refused. Shang Wen wanted to do it again in his heart, but reason made him feel that he couldn't do it anymore. And doing this seems to be wrong. Although Shang Wen thought very much. but. A kind of reason made Shang Wen give up.

"How do you feel?" Yingyu asked at this moment.

"Feeling!" At this time, Shang Wen began to recall the feelings he had just now.

"It feels a bit sweet and some soft." Shang Wen recalled at this time. Shang Wen was talking about the feeling that Yingyu gave him, especially the feeling that Yingyu's tongue pushed the soup, the soft, slippery feeling. Let Shangwen feel like he was clicked.

"En." Yingyu nodded.

"No smell?" Yingyu asked again at this time.

"The fishy smell? How could it be fishy again?" At this time, Shang Wen asked rhetorically.

"En. It seems that the soup I made was quite successful, sweet and soft. I boiled it for three days and three nights. You finally drank three sips. This did not waste my pains." Yingyu said at this time. .

At this time, Shang Wen felt a little lost. Ying Yu is talking about the feeling of soup. And Shang Wen's hand is the feeling of kissing. At this moment, the two people would be wrong. Such a joke makes Shang Wen feel ridiculous. Once I was wrong, now it turned out to be Yingyu. Shang Wen shook his head. He couldn't believe it.

"Why are you shaking your head?" Yingyu asked at this time.