I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

There was laughter and joy in Duke Zhao's mansion.

Wei Lang, Chen Jia and Chen Jue sat around the table, which was filled with fine wine and delicious food, and the aroma was everywhere.

Chen Jue picked up a glass of wine and said, "Haha, we really had a narrow escape this time!"

Chen Jia smiled and picked up the wine glass, "Fortunately, we won in the end. Come on, cheers!"

Wei Lang also raised his glass, "This glass of wine is for our courage and wisdom!"

The three of them clinked their glasses and drank them all. After three rounds of drinking, Chen Jue began to tell interesting stories on the battlefield, making everyone laugh.

Chen Jue danced with joy and said, "Those archers shot their arrows so accurately that the enemy was scared to death."

"Your catapult is pretty good too, it's emitting flames and has unlimited firepower."

This was the first time that Chen Jue got closer to Wei Lang's heart, and it turned out that facing life and death together would deepen their feelings.

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Lang. My sister is really amazing. With my sister around, I can always hit the target."

Chen Jia pointed at Chen Jue's head and said with a smile: "Without Rui Qing, our general logistics officer, we wouldn't be able to fight so smoothly."

Chen Jue poured wine for Wei Lang, "Thanks to Brother Lang, here's a toast to you."

Chen Jia picked up the wine glass and said, "Rui Qing, thank you for helping me."

Wei Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Yi Yi, for you, I am willing."

They drank and chatted, recalling every detail of the war with deep emotion.

The next day, Wei Lang invited Chen Jia to go fishing together. Chen Jia readily agreed, and the two got on a carriage and drove to the suburbs.

In the carriage, Chen Jia looked at the ever-changing scenery outside with curiosity, and felt particularly happy.

She turned around and said to Wei Lang excitedly, "You don't know, I used to be really good at fishing! I could catch a lot of fish every time."

Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia infatuatedly, his eyes full of tenderness and love.

Chen Jia gradually became unable to bear being stared at by Wei Lang. Her face turned red and she quickly tried to find conversation starters to get Wei Lang talking.

"Rui Qing, I'm very curious, how many girls have you met since you were a child? Why do I feel like you are a gentleman who can remain calm even when a woman's lap is on your side?"

After hearing this, Wei Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said jokingly: "I can be a gentleman to anyone, but I will never be a gentleman to you."

Chen Jia looked at Wei Lang in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Wei Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled, explaining, "Because if I were to be a gentleman with you, I would not have a wife."

After hearing this, Chen Jia's face turned even redder. Just as she was about to retort, the carriage suddenly made a sharp turn.

Chen Jia lost her balance and was thrown hard into Wei Lang's arms.

Wei Lang subconsciously hugged Chen Jia, and at that moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Chen Jia looked at Wei Lang in astonishment and tried to struggle.

However, the carriage then made another sharp turn, and Wei Lang took the opportunity to hug Chen Jia tightly to prevent her from moving.

At this moment, Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia's beautiful face, and the emotions in his heart were like a flood that broke through a dam and could no longer be controlled.

He slowly lowered his head and gently kissed Chen Jia's cheek.

Chen Jia's eyes widened. She had never expected Wei Lang to do such a thing.

Her cheeks instantly became hot, and her heartbeat became irregular. She began to resist, pushing Wei Lang with both hands.

Wei Lang did not back down. He gently held Chen Jia's hand and placed it on his chest, letting her feel his pounding heartbeat.

Chen Jia's resistance gradually weakened, and Wei Lang continued to guide her gently, lightly kissing her forehead, eyes, and nose tip, and each kiss was full of love.

Chen Jia finally collapsed into Wei Lang's arms, her eyes slightly closed, feeling Wei Lang's tenderness.

Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia's docile appearance, his heart filled with joy.

He lowered his head again and kissed Chen Jia's lips.

The moment their lips touched, it was as if an electric current instantly spread throughout the body.

Wei Lang's kiss was gentle and delicate at first, like a breeze blowing over flower petals. He gently sucked Chen Jia's lips, feeling her softness and warmth.

Chen Jia trembled slightly, feeling both nervous and excited. She slowly closed her eyes and immersed herself in this wonderful kiss.

Wei Lang's lips gently touched Chen Jia's lips, like a butterfly kissing a flower.

His breathing became rapid, and the desire in his heart became stronger. His tongue gently pried open Chen Jia's teeth, entwined with her tongue, and explored her mouth to his heart's content.

Chen Jia was infected by Wei Lang's enthusiasm and began to respond to his kiss. Their breathing intertwined and became more rapid.

Chen Jia gradually felt that she had difficulty breathing, and she tried to break free, but Wei Lang was like a possessed man, demanding more of her.

He put his arms tightly around Chen Jia's waist, holding her tightly against him.

Wei Lang's kiss became more and more passionate, as if he wanted to devour Chen Jia's soul.

His lips sucked Chen Jia's lips hard, and his tongue danced wildly in her mouth.

Chen Jia was overwhelmed by Wei Lang's passion. Her body gradually became soft and weak, and she could only snuggle tightly in Wei Lang's arms.

In a panic, Chen Jia accidentally rubbed Wei Lang's private parts. Wei Lang groaned and his body tensed up instantly. But he did not stop the kiss, but hugged her tighter and kissed her harder.

Wei Lang's heart was filled with desire and longing, he wanted to possess Chen Jia completely. His kiss came like a violent storm, making Chen Jia almost faint from lack of oxygen.

It was not until Chen Jia's body began to collapse limply that Wei Lang suddenly realized that he had lost control.

He slowly let go of Chen Jia, pressed his forehead against hers, and panted heavily.

"I... am not a gentleman after all. When I meet you, I always tend to lose control."

Wei Lang hugged Chen Jia tightly, trying hard to suppress the uncontrollable passion in his heart.

She wanted to move her body slightly, but her hand accidentally touched Wei Lang's private parts again.

Wei Lang groaned again, and he hugged Chen Jia tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

Chen Jia was so frightened that she dared not move. Her heart was beating like thunder and her cheeks were flushed.

The atmosphere in the carriage was tense and full of temptation. The two bodies were pressed tightly together, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeat.

Suddenly a group of girls surrounded their carriage and it was forced to stop. Wei Lang let go of Chen Jia reluctantly, and Chen Jia sat shyly in one place.

Wei Lang walked out of the carriage helplessly and looked at the girls in front of him.

"Girls, please move aside. I have something else to do."

"Master Wei, you are so handsome!"

Wei Lang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, and pointed at Huan Yi not far away.

"Girls, look, General Huan is more handsome than me. Go and see him."

The girls looked in the direction Wei Lang pointed and saw Huan Yi.

Huan Yi was originally walking leisurely, completely unaware of the "disaster" that was about to befall him.

When the girls all looked at Huan Yi, he was stunned at first, then he saw Wei Lang's triumphant smile and understood everything in an instant.

Huan Yi was so angry that he jumped up and down, cursing: "Wei Lang, you have no conscience! You pushed me to these girls!"

Wei Lang mischievously shouted to the driver: "Driver, hurry up!"

The driver received the order, whipped his horse, the horse neighed, and the carriage galloped away.

Wei Lang looked at Huan Yi's embarrassed look when he was surrounded by girls and laughed out loud.

His laughter is hearty and energetic, like a naughty big boy.

Chen Jia couldn't help laughing when she saw Wei Lang like this. "You are so naughty. Huan Yi is in trouble now."