The licking dog is rebellious and firmly grasps the script of Bai Yueguang

Hearing this, Fu Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Xie Yi with a deep look, he finally took a deep breath, turned around and left.

When the adjutant saw the man asking him for a cigar, the adjutant said nothing, but he immediately understood.

As an adjutant who has been with Marshal Fu for many years, he knows what the other person is going to do without even looking at her. But seeing how much their Marshal cares about Mrs. Fu, it is not something that ordinary actors can compare to.

What's more, since Young Marshal Fu started working with the Marshal, he has never seen the Marshal fall in love with any man or woman.

Today, this Mrs. Fu is a special case.

It doesn't matter if the young commander says he doesn't like it or doesn't care now, but if he likes it tomorrow and doesn't care, it doesn't matter.

If he is still so indifferent and doesn't say nice things to their young commander, he is not a competent adjutant!

Adjutant Sui did not leave. Instead, he stood in the bedroom and stared at Dr. Wu's diagnosis.

"Mr. Xie, just relax and take a good rest."

After a while, Dr. Wu put down the stethoscope and prescribed a few more Western medicines. "You were mainly depressed earlier. Western medicines treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Seeing that you are still a little depressed, it would be better to find a Chinese medicine doctor to take a look at and regulate your condition."

Dr. Wu said the last words to the adjutant Fu He who was standing next to him.

Upon hearing this, the adjutant nodded quickly, and after sending Doctor Wu out of the door, he seemed to have thought of something, and pretended to talk casually about how much their young marshal cared about Xie Yi.

"Mr. Xie, please have a good rest. This bedroom was rearranged by the Marshal a few days ago. He said that your favorite thing is solid wood furniture, so even the floor is paved with solid wood."

“And these green plants are purchased to match the style of your yard.”

"Oh, by the way, look at this desk. It's also decorated according to the desk in your room."

"...Thank you young marshal for me."

Xie Yi's lips twitched slightly and he slapped him in the face rudely, "However, I have never lived in Fu's house before. It was only four or five days after I was forcibly married to Fu's house. How did you young marshal know that I like him?" What don’t you like?”

The implication was that he was not satisfied with the layout of the bedroom, but he did not explicitly state it. He just deliberately slapped Fu Tinglan in the face.

One listen.

The adjutant's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a little regretful for the stupid things he had just said!

This is called eating without losing a handful of rice. He slurred a few times and tried to say something, but Fu Tinglan walked in quickly.

"Fu He."

As soon as Fu Tinglan came in, he ordered the guests to be kicked out. Then, he seemed to remember something, "I'll find some old Chinese medicine doctors for me these days. Okay, get out of here if you have nothing to do."

"okay!"

As if he had received some kind of pardon, the adjutant immediately nodded vigorously with a smile and quickly walked out of the room that made him extremely embarrassed.

The double-open glass door was closed by the adjutant from the outside, leaving only a blushing Xie Yi and a smirking Fu Tinglan in the bedroom.

"What, mother is shy again?"

The man took off his military uniform and tugged on his collar with one hand. The smile on his lips seemed to have a hint of evil, "I have been serving you for the past few days, and I haven't had a good night's sleep. I heard that when you were in the Liyuan, People are good at massaging their shoulders, so how about giving it to your son?"

"roll!"

Xie Yi pretended to be angry, picked up the pillow behind him and threw it at the man. His eyes were red, and he glared at him angrily, with tears streaming down his face. "Every mouthful is a mother, every mouthful is a massage and shoulder massage, every mouthful is a son! What the hell are you doing?" What do you think I am?!"

"Angry?"

"you you……"

Xie Yi was so angry that his chest felt tight. The original owner was already weak. Now he overacted and was out of breath and almost choked.

Seeing this, the man had no choice but to step forward quickly, working hard and making people happy.

"Xihe, I was just joking, please don't be angry, okay?"

Fu Tinglan's voice was obviously flattering. He grabbed the person's hand with one hand and slapped it on his face. There was a look of regret in his eyes, "If you don't want to give me a shoulder massage, then don't squeeze it; if you don't If you don’t want to hear me call you mother, then I won’t.”

After saying that, the man seemed to have thought of something. He pressed her on the corner of the bed and chuckled softly: "I know that after spending the past few days together, you have already fallen in love with me, right?"

"If you don't want me to be your son, then I will call you Xihe. How about that?"

"No way."

Xie Yi was so coaxed that his heart felt sweet, even though he knew that in the eyes of men now he was just a little pet that could be fucked with sweet words, and he also knew that this was how the original owner fell.

but……

As a dead-faced dog, he really couldn't resist the man's deliberate approach.

And the other party coaxed me with gentle words.

Help! Who will save my love brain? !

System: It’s hopeless, drag him out!

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻Hand it out for me!

At this time, he was nodding off to the system in his mind, and the way he had remained silent had changed in Fu Tinglan's eyes. He felt that no matter how he coaxed the other party, it was useless, and he gradually became impatient in his heart.

"Xie Yi, don't be shameless."

After a while, the man lost his patience and pushed her directly onto the bed with a low voice, "I like you, so I am willing to coax you. If one day -"

"I don't need your likes!"

Xie Yi wanted to slap him, but he was caught by the man with clear eyesight. He pressed his hands on his head and bullied him, looking directly at the young man with his sharp eyes, "I say it again, don't be shameless. I can do it." If I hold you in my arms, I can naturally crush you into the mud!"

As soon as the last half of the sentence came out, Xie Yi's pupils shrank and he pretended to be angry.

The tears fell slowly, drop by drop, as if they were hitting the man's heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Tsk, why are you crying?"

The man clicked his tongue impatiently. After a while, he still couldn't bear to wipe away the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes with his thumb, but he never thought that the more he wiped them away, the more they would flow.

At this time, he felt even more uncomfortable.

After a long while, the man lowered his head. Seeing the young man crying without making a sound, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

The beauty cried silently, and I felt pity for her.

"...Xie Yi, what should I do with you?"

"You, you don't respect me."

Xie Yi stubbornly turned away and resisted the man wiping his tears. His voice seemed to be filled with deep grievance, and he started crying and couldn't stop at all.

He decided it was time to sell it miserably and make him feel guilty again.

The plan goes through!

"Why do I disrespect you? Didn't I already take you back to the mansion? Didn't I already..."

"You treat me as your pet, you treat me as a dispensable dodder flower, you treat me as a prostitute on the street that you can flirt with at will!"

Xie Yi sobbed, and the man felt his heart bleed when he heard the sobs, "You have never respected me from the beginning, even...even if you treat me like that, you still treat me as a tool to vent your desires. You You didn’t respect me woo woo.”

The cries were filled with every word of condemnation.

For a moment, the man felt more and more guilty. He hugged the person a little helplessly, and his voice was so gentle that it almost made him wet.

"I...I...I have never been close to anyone else. You are my first."

Fu Tinglan's words were a little incoherent, as if his tongue was rubbing against his teeth. He was so anxious that he almost bit his tongue. He was almost smoking when he explained, "Oh! Tell me, how do you stop crying? Do you still have to?" Will I kneel down to you?"

"...It's not impossible."

"I don't want to be a dodder flower in your courtyard, I want to do my own thing, I want to sing an opera!"