The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 281: Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim ([-])
"The military doctor slept all afternoon, and he still remembers my wound, not bad."

Cen Mu raised his eyes and saw Xie Changjun's smiling eyes, glared at him, threw the quilt off the bed, his legs twisted, and his whole body crooked.

Xie Changjun had sharp eyes and quick hands, and he wrapped his long arms around him, and hugged him, "Master Cen, I didn't do anything to you, you...but this kind of throwing yourself into my arms..."

He lowered his head and blew in Cen Mu's ear, "I like it very much."

Cen Mu pushed him away angrily, "Xie Zhangjun! You!"

Seeing that he was standing still, Xie Zhangjun didn't tease him anymore, straightened his sleeves, "I'm Duanxiu, and so are you. What are you afraid of?"

"Commander Xie is a broken sleeve, but I, Cen Mu, didn't admit that I am. Don't mess around, and save me from finding a girl to marry!" Cen Mu walked over to clean up the silver needles and knives on the table, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Since he is a broken sleeve, what did he do to get entangled with other women back then!

Now that the matter is over, they are different in respect and inferiority, so why bother to talk so much.

"Sit down and eat." Xie Zhangjun was afraid of making Cen Mu anxious, so he didn't say anything, just pressed his hand to pack things, "It's normal for your legs to feel weak after you haven't eaten for a day."

Cen Mu originally wanted to leave, but he was very hungry, so he didn't refuse.Hearing this, I was furious, and the chopsticks poked heavily on the bottom of the bowl.

"What are you thinking?" Xie Zhangjun felt inexplicably that he was the one who poked him just now.

"Beast in clothes!"

Xie Zhangjun bent his lips, "Praise me for being good-looking, for having good eyesight."

"shameless!"

Xie Changjun smiled even more, "Flirting, I like it."

"..." Cen Mu shut up.

The two hadn't seen each other for many years, but the first meal was like this, one had a smile on the corner of his mouth like a spring breeze, and the other was so angry that he wanted to tear off the smile on the other side.

After eating, Cen Mu wanted to leave, but he glanced at Mr. Xie, who was still pale, and was still worried about his wound, "Does the wound hurt?"

Xie Zhangjun obviously didn't expect Cen Mu to ask this question, he was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared in his dark eyes, "You care about me..."

Before he finished speaking, Cen Mu turned his head and left.

"pain!"

Cen Mu stopped without turning his head, "Hold it yourself!"

There was no guard near the camp, Hong Yueliang stood far away, saw Cen Mu coming out, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Master Cen."

Xie Changjun was still sick in the morning, so he could walk around in the afternoon. Hong Yueliang was Xie Changjun's confidant, so of course he was happy.

Hearing that Cen Mu was tired and slept directly in the commander's tent, he admired him even more.Cen Mu is a person who can sleep in the tent of a commanding envoy, even Xiao Zixuan, the daughter of Xiao's parents, didn't step in that year!
The person Xie Zhangjun likes, Hong Yueliang doesn't dislike.

"Ke Yuan went back?" Cen Mu's eyes were cold, he didn't want to come here in the morning, it was already dark now.

Speaking of Ke Yuan, a smile appeared on Hong Yueyue's face, "He, he has gone back a long time ago. Doctor Cen, I will see you off."

"Okay." Cen Mu nodded.

Hong Yueliang was in high spirits, and talked about Ke Yuan with Cen Mu.

There is a ring in the Zhanhu camp. He, Ke Yuan, doesn't know good from bad, so he goes up to challenge.At the beginning, they won the two, and finally became arrogant, calling for Hong Yue to go up.

Hong Yue, a big fool, made every move, until Ke Yuan begged for mercy and let him go.When Hong Yueliang said it, his face was full of excitement, which made Cen Mu shake his head and laugh.

These two, if not for their different camps, would definitely be good brothers.

Thinking of this, Cen Mu's brows and eyes became a little more sad.They are all Dazhao's soldiers, and they are divided into different camps.

He looked back, if Mr. Xie hadn't had anything to do with Wang Qianchun...

As soon as he turned around, he met a pair of black eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

(End of this chapter)