He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

Chapter 192 The General is a Love-Obsessed Man 15

As they were talking, they didn't notice a white figure running out of the inn.

The boy, dressed in white, rushed back into a courtyard, grabbed his knees, and burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha-"

The woman lying under the tree, enjoying the shade, opened her eyes and looked at him with indifferent eyes.

Zhao Yang, who was carrying the fruit, glanced at him but ignored him and handed some of the fruit directly to Qu Yi.

Just laugh.

Tan Yu touched the tip of her nose, looking rather embarrassed: "Why don't you ask me what I'm laughing at?"

Zhao Yang: "Not interested."

He nodded knowingly.

Tan Yu recounted what she had just heard.

"I don't quite understand why they make up different stories every year."

"Last year, it seems the chief had a dream in which the goddess was about to be in trouble. He fasted and chanted Buddhist prayers for forty-nine days and finally found the goddess's whereabouts. Afterwards, the goddess stayed on Qingfeng Mountain out of gratitude for saving her life."

Zhao Yang: "Let them be. They can say whatever they want."

Tan Yu pouted in disbelief, stood up, and ran out again: "I'm going out!"

With the eyes closed, Zhao Yang smiled faintly and handed a fruit to Qu Yi.

Qu Yi looked at what was in her hand, then at what he was offering to his mouth.

"I have... um!"

Before he could finish speaking, a small fruit was stuffed into his mouth.

As his fingertips traced her lips, Zhao Yang lowered his eyes, his emotions restrained, and withdrew his hand naturally, gently stroking it with his fingertips where no one could see.

After swallowing the sweet and sour fruit, Qu Yi brought up another matter: "Didn't you say before that someone was following Tan Yu? Did you find out?"

Zhao Yang nodded slightly: "Soon."

"Want some more?" He picked up another one and handed it to her.

“Zhao Yang, I have some here.” She gestured for him to look at the fruit in her hand.

I like feeding you.

"Out of order."

"Rules?" Zhao Yang chuckled softly, put the plate aside, and took her other hand. "Sister, is this the first time you've met me? There have never been any rules with me."

That's because you didn't follow the rules.

"So what?" He grabbed her fingers and leaned closer. "What are you going to do to me?"

Qu Yi frowned, as if there was nothing he could do about it.

Seeing this, Zhao Yang knew exactly what she was thinking. He loved her expression of not understanding yet helplessly giving in.

Holding her hand, I could feel the coolness of her fingertips.

Zhao Yang immediately frowned: "You've been lying here for too long, your fingertips are cold. Come inside."

Qu Yi: "I'm not that fragile."

Zhao Yang has always avoided anything that is harmful to her health.

He bent down, swept her into his arms, and strode into the house.

"Get some sleep."

Zhao Yang placed her on the bed, but did not leave. Instead, he took off his shoes, lay down beside her, and held her in his arms.

This has been his habit for the past three years.

To be precise, it was a habit he developed after testing her limits and receiving her tacit permission.

"I can't sleep," Qu Yi said.

"Then let's talk." Zhao Yang knew she couldn't sleep. He just wanted to lie here and talk to her like this because it felt so much like a married couple, something he had always wanted.

"Ah."

She was waiting for him to say it.

"I suspect that Tan Yu's background is somewhat strange."

"Isn't this something we already knew?"

Zhao Yang: "I've been investigating these past few days and have some leads. It seems to be related to the imperial court."

Upon hearing this, Qu Yi's gaze paused: "The imperial court?"

"Will there be trouble?"

Zhao Yang: "No, I'm here."

Qu Yi yawned lazily: "You won't be around all the time, but it's okay, I don't need protection."

Zhao Yang raised an eyebrow: "I don't like hearing that. You should say that you need my protection."

"Why?"

"I want to be needed by you."

Qu Yi stared at him for a while and said, "I really don't need protection."

Zhao Yang's body stiffened, and his eyes dimmed.

"But there are other places that need you."

Zhao Yang blinked, his eyes gradually brightening, and his gaze became intense as he instantly regained his energy.

Where do you need me?

"For example, when eating."

Zhao Yang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Okay, what do you want to eat later?"

With a slight upturn of her red lips, Qu Yi announced the names of several dishes.