When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 372 Zhang Ji's first defeat in the battle house, the chief robbed Wuchao and ordered the public food to be burned!

"Yes, that's it. Take care of your head."

"Very well, that's it."

Zhang Ji half-lyed on the couch in satisfaction, watching Da Si Ming, who was kneeling on the couch, bent down.

As expected of the elder of the Yin-Yang family, he often practices and uses Yin-Yang spells, often makes seals, and the flexibility of his fingers is far superior to that of ordinary people.

Weak and boneless, but strong muscles have been exercised due to long-term imprinting.

The soft and smooth little hands moved, the delicate palm lines combined with the dexterity of the slender fingers stimulated Zhang Ji's sensitive nerves.

Looking at Zhang Ji's happy expression, Da Si Ming really wanted to give this bastard a yin and yang handprint.

But she dared not.

Zhang Ji has full confidence in controlling people's hearts.

At the beginning, she used threats and temptations to attack Madam Hu, who was only a daughter and was weak and deceitful.

For the arrogant Chao who likes to control others, he chooses to pretend to be a little white rabbit and be bullied by Chao.

As for Da Si Ming, she was afraid of death.

In other words, Da Si Ming was unwilling to die because of such a thing.

She could die fighting for the Yin Yang family, or at the hands of the enemy, but she couldn't accept that she would die together because of revenge on Zhang Ji, or that life would be worse than death.

She also wants to practice Yin Yang to a more advanced level, she doesn't believe that she really can only stop at first-class.

"Da Si Ming, it seems that you can't do it, even my wife and concubine who don't know martial arts are inferior."

Although the comfort level is good, Zhang Ji is not going to end with Da Si Ming's actions, but accumulates the comfort.

Suddenly, a fiery touch came.

That was the feeling of the granary being invaded!
Da Si Ming's slender jade fingers poked in, and the gap between his fingers touched the warehouse, as if he was promoting logistics transportation, but in fact he was preparing to steal food and grass.

Zhang Ji really didn't expect that Da Si Ming also had some talent in the art of war.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War" has a saying: The army will die if it has no supplies, and the army will die if it has no food.

Da Si Ming actually thought of attacking the granary first!
Different from ordinary women, the internal force in Da Si Ming's body, the Minister of Fire, is naturally of the fire attribute, which keeps Da Si Ming's hands always warm, and can even become hot.

But at this moment, Da Si Ming's hand was extremely hot, and Zhang Ji felt as if he was about to be set ablaze by this hand.

This goblin is a bit powerful!
Seeing Zhang Ji's expression gradually getting out of control, a smug sneer appeared on Da Si Ming's icy and arrogant face.

But so!

Da Si Ming took advantage of the victory to pursue, and took advantage of Zhang Ji's carelessness to defeat him in one fell swoop.

It is rumored that once a volcano that has been sleeping all year round erupts, an extremely serious volcanic eruption will occur.

The scorching lava landed on Da Si Ming's delicate and slender jade fingers, and even the gap between the fingers seeped a lot of stickiness.

broken!

I'm someone Yuan!

Although it is a granary, it is not a black nest!

"That's it?"

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Da Si Ming's mouth, and he only uttered two words in a cold and arrogant voice, just like her original intention of mocking, the content was brief.

"It's not over yet."

Fortunately, Zhang Ji, who has inherited the exquisite art of war from Bai Qi, has a habit of thinking about defeat before thinking about victory. He has two granaries.

In troubled times, where there is food, there are soldiers.

As the food and grass were transported to the barracks, the soldiers were quickly replenished, and Zhang Ji was ready to fight again with great arrogance.

But... Zhang Ji had to admit that talent was really important.

Those bright red jade hands, like the hands of gods, glowed bright red in Zhang Ji's perspective, causing Zhang Ji's brain to go blank for a while.

Fortunately, Da Si Ming was on the battlefield for the first time, and after all, he was physically exhausted and fell on the road of charge. Just like the Great Zhou Dynasty, which regarded itself as a fire virtue and liked to wear red clothes, was eventually destroyed by the Qin State, which respected blackness. Surrounded by forest-like black, red fell into the black forest.

Da Si Ming, with sore hands, bit his moist red lips, looked at Zhang Ji who seemed a little concerned, and said in a deep voice, "Next time, I won't lose again!"

"Ah."

Zhang Ji nodded perfunctorily, resting his head on Da Si Ming's soft abdomen, and the fragrance surrounded his head, which made him feel very comfortable.

However, Zhang Ji, who came back to his senses, suddenly felt something strange.

"Ok?"

He just remembered that someone said that this is the only time, co-authoring... is it the only time of defeat?
Da Si Ming is so proud that he hopes to do well no matter what he does, even when it comes to matters between men and women, he even forgets his original thoughts, just because of the unyielding temperament in his bones.

"Next time, you still can't do it."

Zhang Ji laughed secretly, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he used a clumsy and simple aggressive method.

But it has to be said that the simpler and clumsier the method, the less guarded it will be.

Zhang Ji stretched out his hand to gently brush Da Si Ming's soft cheeks, caressing the silky smooth black hair, grabbed the wooden comb on the dressing table with his internal strength, sat up and combed Da Si Ming's hair because of the absurdity just now. Some messy hair.

"Sit in another position, it will be more convenient for me to comb your hair."

Regardless of Da Si Ming's willingness or not, Zhang Ji pressed Da Si Ming into his arms. Da Si Ming didn't know why he didn't resist, but just grabbed Zhang Ji's lapel with his hands, sat with his legs sideways, and Zhang Ji looked at each other, watching the movement of Zhang Ji holding the wooden comb.

Zhang Ji took off the silver headband and hairpin, untied the red ribbon tied to the hair, and thoroughly cleaned the long, smooth hair like a waterfall.

The wooden comb gently ran through the brown hair, combing the messy long hair little by little.

Da Si Ming's hair is soft and soft, as long as it is combed well, there will be no split ends.Zhang Ji combed little by little, gently and patiently.

Da Si Ming felt a little uncomfortable when he felt the scorching breath from a short distance away, as well as the masculine smell permeating his whole body.She raised her head slightly, and from Zhang Ji's narrow eyes, she observed a touch of tenderness and affection in Zhang Ji's eyes.

For no reason, Da Si Ming decided to endure the uncomfortable distance for a while.

Well, Zhang Ji took so much advantage of her, how could she not get any benefit?

Someone is a free labor force, don't do it for nothing!
It's just that Da Si Ming seems to have forgotten.

A woman's hair, apart from her parents, can only be touched by her husband.

Looking at each other in silence, Zhang Ji combed gently until the last strand of hair was split and combed before putting down the wooden comb in his hand.

Zhang Ji flicked his sore wrist, wrapped the red ribbon around Da Siming's long hair, tied up the high ponytail that Da Siming usually wears, and fixed it with a silver hairpin through the hair. The hair was fixed on the top of the head with the silver headband, leaving only two red ribbons swaying with the ponytail in the breeze.

Of course, Zhang Ji did not forget to leave the long bangs that fell from his forehead for Da Si Ming.

Zhang Ji crossed his hips and nodded in satisfaction at his masterpiece.

"Okay?"

Seeing the smiling face close at hand, Da Si Ming turned his head away and let out a coquettish snort.

"So-so, better than a dog."

Zhang Ji didn't refute Da Si Ming, the always cold and arrogant Da Si Ming didn't realize that his cold mask had already been broken.

The eyes that were always full of aggression also softened. Once the two kinds of expressions were lost on the haughty and glamorous face, it became extremely obvious, and those few rouge-like clouds floating on Da Si Ming's cheeks showed her The best evidence of the excellent mood at the moment.

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