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Be someone's wife...? Haha... What a joke... I'm tired... Stop talking... Please... Let me sleep, okay? Wuu... I really drank too much..."
No matter what Edward said, Mengdie seemed genuinely exhausted. In no time, a soft and rhythmic breathing sound gently escaped from her mouth. Her long hair lay softly on her shoulders, her peaceful and serene expression was intoxicating, like a baby in its mother's arms...
Edward stared blankly at the sleeping Mengdie. Her eyelashes were so long, her little nose so cute. Those slightly parted pink lips... pink lips... pink... pink...
As if possessed, Edward lifted his blanket and slowly leaned closer. The fragrance emanating from the girl was mesmerizing, and he couldn't control himself. He was almost close enough to touch those small lips...
"Wuu—! What... what am I doing!!! Edward, your actions are a disgrace to the name of Lansidet Mul! Miss Mengdie trusted you enough to share a tent with you, how can you betray her trust!!!"
Edward, as if gone mad, stood up from the bed, grabbed his sword next to the armor, and rushed out of the tent without looking back. He planted the sword into the ground, leaned on the hilt with both hands, standing still like a guardian deity, letting the March moonlight wash over him.
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The first night of the march ended under the morning dew. Mengdie usually woke up at a regular time, but perhaps she drank too much yesterday and couldn't get up with a heavy head. Even though she was mentally awake, her body remained tired and refused to open her eyes. She tossed and turned on the bed, trying to get up, but each time only raised herself a little before lying back down, letting out a faint snore. After about an hour of struggling, her body finally agreed to let Mengdie sit up.
"Uh..."
Mengdie squinted and looked at the bed next to her... Edward wasn't there, and neither was his sword by the armor. That guy, always so diligent. Up so early to exercise. Compared to him, my hungover self seems too lax...
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Mengdie shook her head to clear it up a bit. She tried to stand up but accidentally pressed on her hair, causing a sharp pain in her scalp as she stood! Although the pain was minor, Mengdie was annoyed at how easily her tear ducts gave in, shedding tears over such a trivial matter.
Mengdie usually slept on a table, and getting up was as easy as turning her legs to the side. But sleeping on a bed for the first time, she faced the issue with her hair. She had to carefully hold her long hair and get up cautiously. Relying on intuition, she combed her hair with her fingers, put on a hair clip and a hairband, finally managing the troublesome long hair.
After tying the hairband, Mengdie glanced inadvertently at the tent door. A figure resembling Edward's stature stood at the entrance, seemingly holding a sword. This made her worry.
I didn't oversleep and delay our departure, did I? How embarrassing! To delay the bandit suppression mission due to oversleeping, it's a big failure for both a mercenary and a warrior!
Immediately, Mengdie didn't bother to put on the clothes Edward left beside her. Like a rapid march, she dashed out of the tent, stood at attention in front of Edward, and loudly apologized: "I'm sorry! I'm late! I'm willing to accept punishment!"
Perhaps because the hairband wasn't tied tightly, the white ribbon quietly unraveled as Mengdie stood at attention, letting her lazy and smooth long hair cascade down like a waterfall. To those walking around the camp preparing breakfast, this scene was too surprising, almost unbelievable!
Although everyone associated Mengdie's stay in Edward's tent "to sleep" last night, seeing her now! The beautiful girl looked tense. Her loose hair was irresistibly touchable! She wore only a thin shirt, under which her chest heaved with nervousness, revealing hints of red and alluring curves. Her pink thighs were fully exposed under the shirt hem. Combined with her obviously just-woke-up lazy look, it reignited anger and melancholy in every man's heart! Everyone's eyes focused on the leader standing at the tent entrance, holding a sword, wearing only a single garment, asleep with his eyes closed!
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Uh... How did he fall asleep standing?
Faced with Edward's posture, Mengdie didn't know what to do. His head tilted to one side, drooling... It was simply too unbecoming.
"Hey." Mengdie patted Edward's face to wake him, "Did you sleep like this all night?"
Hearing Mengdie's words, "Did you sleep like this all night," the extinguished flames in the men's hearts reignited!
Edward opened his still drowsy eyes, seemingly confused about what was happening. But when he saw Mengdie in her extremely... extremely... "inappropriate," "disruptive to military discipline" outfit, he tensed up, drew his sword, and shouted at Mengdie: "Get back in! Go in now! Dressed like this, what... what the hell are you doing!!!"
Cut it out, just wearing a shirt and shorts got you this fired up? Well, since I'm not late, that's fine. I'm not afraid of your scolding.
Mengdie huffed and returned to the tent to dress. After inspecting the clothes Edward brought last night, she shook her head in dismay. The clothes were too fancy and cumbersome for battle, despite being suitable for festive occasions. After some consideration, she decided to wear her farm clothes again. Now with undergarments, the friction between her legs and the pants was less uncomfortable. The pain from the friction between her chest and the farm clothes was also reduced. Perhaps the fabric of Edward's clothes was more comfortable and fitted.
Fully dressed, the mercenary group set off. For the next two days and nights, Mengdie still shared a tent with Edward. But no matter what Mengdie said, Edward always stood at the tent entrance with his sword each night, refusing to come in. After saying it twice, Mengdie let it be. If someone wants to sleep standing up, you can't force them otherwise, right?
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