madam is a squeamish

Xiaoyouzi leaned against the mirror in distress, "I don't know when this face will get better."

Yi Buran looked at her face and wanted to stick it to the mirror, and comforted, "It's already shallow, and the doctor said it's much better than expected."

The toxin has faded a lot, and her original appearance can be vaguely recognized.

Xiaoyouzi, "I heard that Ming Jing came back specially to give me a birthday present.

Based on his mean-spirited temperament, I can already expect a lot of ridicule. "

Sitting next to her, Yi Buran raised his hand to gently stroke her long hair.

"Then how about I block him outside Ning'an City?" Yi Buran asked.

Xiaoyuzi was amused by his words, "He is also a deputy battalion commander now, what do you look like when you openly block people outside the city?"

After thinking about it seriously, "If he owes me something, you can prepare two more bowls of the hottest and hottest chili for me.

The kind that is too hot to die, see if he dares to mock me in the future? "

After recovering her memory, Xiaoyouzi read several letters from Ding Jing.

His perception of him has changed somewhat. In just a few years, he has changed from a new soldier to a well-known deputy battalion commander.

On the morning of the sixth day of July, Xiaoyuzi ordered people to cook meals and stewed old duck soup.

I also specially asked someone to cook some hometown dishes from Wuzhou, just waiting for Ming Spiegel to come.

Not far away, a young man in a military uniform, with his sleeves half rolled up and his cropped cropped, gave him a sense of vicissitudes and maturity.

It was completely different from Ding Jing in her previous impression, she was a little afraid to recognize it.

There are two suddenly large scars on his face, and he ran over with two boxes of things.

Seeing Xiaoyouzi, his eyes were half excited and half sad.

"Why is your face like this?"

Little Yuzi, "Poisoned, it will be fine in a few days."

Ming Jing said helplessly, "Well, we are fifty steps and one hundred steps, so don't dislike anyone else?"

Little Yuzi, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I almost don't recognize you?"

Ding Spiegel, "This is either going to the battlefield or on the way to the battlefield. It was baked by the sun and cannon fodder, and it became darker.

But my marksmanship is so accurate now, maybe you are not my opponent. "

Little Yuzi's excited eyes were misty, "Come on, go inside and tell me, I specially asked someone to cook your hometown food."

Ming Jing didn't move, "I won't go in. The troops are passing through Ning'an Prefecture, so I specially asked for leave for a while to come and see you."

Immediately opened the box, "This year just in time for your birthday, I brought you a present."

The palm-sized box, opened, is a palm-sized piece of wood.

"I heard that this is agarwood. When I was fighting in the border area, I saved a family. They gave it to me, saying that it can be used as a spice.

I thought you girls don't like things like perfumes and spices, so I brought them here for you. "

Nian'an, who was rushing over, saw Xiaoyuzi unwrapping presents, and immediately yelled, "Then, Uncle Mirror, what about my presents?"

Ming Jing watched the little short legs galloping towards him, squatted down, and took out an honorary military medal from his pocket.

"Naturally, you are indispensable!"

Carefully pin her a small skirt, "This is the honor that Uncle Mirror risked his life to get, and Uncle Mirror is giving it to you now."

Children are young and don't understand life-threatening honors, they just find it fresh and interesting.

Little Yuzi couldn't help but asked about Naertu, "I heard that Naertu and others retreated steadily, fled all the way east, and died in Gulin Mountain?"

Ming Jing said, "The Orientals are retreating steadily now, he has become a bereaved dog, and he still can't let go of his dream of being an emperor.

It is said that when he died in Gulin Mountain, he was still wearing a made dragon robe. "

"That's what he deserved!" Little Grapefruit.

The two talked for a while, and Ming Jing asked a few things about An Jingchi, seeing that it was getting late.

"Okay, I should go too, or I won't be able to catch up with the troops if I'm late."

"So fast?"

Ming Jing grinned, "I'm not as relaxed as Second Master.

Waiting for next year, next year I will make meritorious service and become the battalion commander. I will definitely take a week off and come back to see you. "

Xiaoyouzi hurriedly grabbed him, "Wait for me a while."

I trotted in, and in a hurry, people packed a few soupless Wuzhou specialties and some pancakes.

Another big bowl of old duck soup came out.

"This is a Wuzhou hometown dish specially made for you, and you can save it for the road.

There is also this old duck soup, which is specially boiled for you. After drinking it, you will be safe on the battlefield. "

Ming Jing drank it all in one gulp, feeling a little unfinished.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a delicious old duck soup!"

Fighting outside, running with the army all day long, even the hot soup and hot dishes are unpalatable, and it is said that these delicate and labor-intensive soups.

"When these invaders are driven away and the war is won, I will definitely drink old duck soup for a year!"

As if remembering something, he took out a photo from his pocket.

"Little Yuzi, if this person comes to you, you can help me settle her down.

Tell her, don't come looking for me, if the invaders don't leave, I won't leave the battlefield for a day! "

Xiaoyouzi saw in the photo that she was about the same age as her.

He has almond-shaped eyes and light eyebrows, with a shawl cut and bangs cut, and wearing a floral cloth dress.

"Okay!" Put the photo away carefully.

Ming Jing took out a piece of dough cake wrapped in oil paper, and took a big bite.

"Well, it tastes like home!"

The eye circles are a little red, I don't know if it's because of the parting or the taste of home.

Fearing that he couldn't help it, he took a big bite of the cake and walked away without looking back.

Nian An ran a few steps away, "Uncle Mirror, I'll wait for you to come back!"

Ming Jing held up the cake and waved his hand.
Celebrating their birthday again, it is their fourth year apart.

Xiaoyouzi looked at the candles on the balcony table.

With infinite emotion in my heart, "Time flies so fast.

Mr. Yi, your wife is one year older, and you are another year older! "

Nesting in his arms, she raised her head and gently pecked his chin.

Yi Buran cut the cake for her, Xiaoyouzi opened her mouth and took a bite, "I'd like to gain two catties for such a delicious thing!"

Yi Buran, "Shall I try it?"

Little Yuzu was a little puzzled, "Didn't you always dislike sweets?" But it was still brought to his mouth.

Yi Buran's eyes darkened, "It's fine to change it to the way I like!"

He dipped a little cream in his hand and wiped it on her lips.

Little Yuzi exclaimed a little, "Ah! You"

Yi Buran lowered his head, "I like to eat now!"

The dense and passionate kiss is constantly intertwined with the light and sour strawberry flavor and the rich creamy sweetness.

This night, not only was it a waste of time, but it was also a waste of butter. Yi Buran ate to his heart's content.

Early in the morning, Yi Buran was drinking black coffee when he woke up.

Bai Ze came over nibbling on fried dough sticks, and saw him drinking coffee and reading the morning newspaper.

Frowning, "Master, do you drink something so bitter in the morning?"

By the way, he also gestured to the fritters in his hand.

"Second Master is still good, healthy.

Unlike me, Chun Ming insisted on buying me fried dough sticks early in the morning, and I couldn’t even eat them. "

The taste of showing off seems to fly out.

Yi Buran raised her eyes and stared at him.

"I ate too much cream last night."

Bai Ze frowned with puzzlement, "Master, since when did you like to eat something sweet like cream?"

Yi Buran, "Eat with what you like, and you will naturally like it."