Quickly wear multiple pregnancies, charming and charming the villain

Compared with Lin Yihuan's initiative and flexibility towards Asir, she seemed particularly quiet and pitiful.

The strings in his heart were plucked for no reason, and Arslan swallowed subconsciously. His hands were covered with calluses from holding weapons all the time.

Originally he just wanted to pull the woman on the ground up, but just as he grabbed her arm, he was surprised by the soft touch.

When he let go of his hand, he found that the place he had just touched was already red.

"you……"

"I am willing to leave with the young master. As long as the young master can reward me with a bite of food, I can... do whatever I want." When saying this, Lin Chunhuan did not have any psychological burden.

As famous as the beauties of Chen country are, how sad it is for a woman like her who was born in Chen country.

Whether it was the Tatars on the steppe or the divided countries of the Central Plains, anyone with some reputation would show off by having a concubine from the State of Chen.

The women of Chen State were born as playthings. From elementary school, they were not exposed to poems and songs, let alone swords, guns and sticks. From the day they became sensible, all they were exposed to and learned was the ability to serve others.

How to nurture yourself into a body that makes people fall in love with you.

How to practice every look to be charming and innocent.

If you want to live longer, the only way to live in Chen country is to become a plaything that can keep men hooked.

Lin Chunhuan was very used to this and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But such a look in Arslan's eyes made his heart beat wildly uncontrollably. He opened a mansion at the age of seventeen, and although he did not have numerous concubines around him, he did not lack women.

In Arslan's eyes, women are just tools for giving birth to children, and they have never caused him any feelings or even emotions.

But he had never seen such a woman before. Just a few words and a look seemed to take away the person's soul. An unknown fire burned extremely fiercely in his body, and he immediately stretched out his hand again. He came and took Lin Chunhuan's arm, "In that case, from today on, you are my little Yan family."

Following Arslan back to the camp where Darhan was temporarily stationed, every glance that fell on Lin Chunhuan made her extremely uncomfortable.

For the Tatar soldiers, women are also part of the spoils of war. Whether they are young masters or ordinary warriors, as long as they have contributed on the battlefield, they are all eligible to share.

Such eyes full of aggression, with endless longing and desire.

She didn't experience anything like this last time, because Asr didn't bring her to the camp at all. He hid her since the day the city was destroyed.

She took medicine and drank medicine every day. For three months, even if she did nothing, her body would smell like medicine.

Three months later, her nightmare began!

Asir was in poor health, and even after many years of treatment, he could barely survive. Later, a witch doctor appeared out of nowhere and asked him to find a Central Plains woman to make a medicine man and drink her blood every day.

As long as you drink it for three years, your hidden diseases will be cured!

Her good sister, I only saw her become a high-ranking Dalan family, but never knew that she had to climb out of that small courtyard.

What on earth did you make yourself look like, neither a human nor a ghost!

Just recalling it for a moment, his body still couldn't help but tremble. Lin Chunhuan raised his eyes and nervously pulled on Arslan's sleeve, "Young Master, I... I'm afraid."

The girl's eyes were panicked, and even her tone of voice was trembling. Such a dependent look that put all her hopes on the man instantly made Arslan feel a huge sense of satisfaction in her heart.

He tore off the clothes on his body in a few moments, took a step forward, and blocked Lin Chunhuan's already petite body, "I want this woman."

"If anyone is dissatisfied, come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Arslan had already set up his stance and was ready to fight.

In Tatar, going all out to complete every challenge is the greatest respect for your opponent. The distinction between superiority and inferiority by force is more convincing.

The next moment, there were actually five or six people walking forward. They were all burly men. Before they even walked in front of them, they could already feel the huge pressure!

Those people did not fake anything when they moved their hands, punching to the flesh. Every punch they threw would bring out a blast of wind, and the sound of the air exploding made Lin Chunhuan's heart beat fast.

However, what surprised her even more was that in the face of such a powerful enemy, Arslan was outnumbered and did not fall behind in the slightest. Instead, it played a heart-pounding game!

Such a scene is impossible to see in the Central Plains.

The following offenders were probably beaten to death with sticks before they even came out.

"careful!"

Seeing that she had no eyes, she almost punched Lin Chunhuan in front of her. Before she could react, Arslan had already pulled her into his arms and forcefully received the punch with her back.

To be honest, the masculine smell full of sweat was not very pleasant, but Lin Chunhuan seemed to be unable to smell it, and hugged Arslan's waist tightly with her hands.

The hands like water snakes wrap the tight muscles, which can give people a strong impact just visually.

One can't help but wonder, can such a tiny woman really withstand the torment of a prairie lion?

Lowering his head, he met a pair of watery eyes. Before Arslan could react, Lin Chunhuan quickly let go of his hand and quickly broke away from the embrace.

His face as white as snow was stained with crimson, "Yes...I'm sorry, I'll go further away so I won't affect you anymore!"

"Young Master, you are unwilling to share this woman, are you afraid that she won't be able to bear the torment! Hahahaha..."

It was half a joke and half serious teasing, which came from the group of men. Lin Chunhuan's face turned redder, and she stood there a little at a loss.

She didn't seem to know how attractive she looked now. She just stood there cutely, attracting countless greedy eyes.

But the more this happened, the stronger the possessiveness in Arslan's eyes became, "Stop talking nonsense, if you want a woman, you must get through me first!"

That fight was extremely sensational. Azlan defeated one against six and won the victory at the cost of minor injuries. For a moment, Lin Chunhuan felt as if the entire camp was shouting the name that they respected.

Arslan!

As for herself, naturally as the only trophy, Arslan resisted and returned to the camp in full view of everyone!

Originally thinking that Arslan would be eager to enjoy the spoils of war that he had finally obtained, Lin Chunhuan was also mentally prepared.

She had been a beloved concubine and was no longer a virgin. She knew very well what was about to happen. But at this time, Arslan actually picked up a pair of clean clothes and walked up to her, "I know you Central Plains women love to be clean."

"I'll have someone take you to wash up later."

Lin Chunhuan was stunned, "Huh?"