[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

At that time, after Yu sorted out the memories of this period for the first time, there was only a faint layer of brilliance belonging to the sun left on the horizon. A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the shadows of tall trees illuminated by the moonlight were slanted on the ground. .

He sat in a daze, touching his red cheeks for a while, and then he thought of something, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The other one was not in a hurry, he heated up the cold food over and over again under the faint moonlight, and watched a few little rabbits playing in the yard.

On the contrary, the five people who were secretly observing on the side couldn't bear their eagerness, but they couldn't get the answer. They could only squat on the tree and scratch their heads, and were bitten by the hateful mosquitoes from time to time.

If you bite me again, your handsome face will be ruined. Yan Weiyi slapped himself in the face, and pulled the mosquito that had eaten and drank enough from his face. With a flick, the poor mosquito disappeared. corpse.

This noise aroused the disdainful looks of several people around dT-Tb.

At the sound of old wooden furniture, several people instantly moved their eyes to the closed wooden door, and saw the door slowly opening from the inside. Shi Yu was wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with auspicious clouds, and his hair was tied behind his back, not tied up.

Shi Yu opened the door and walked out slowly, his expression indifferent, showing no emotion or anger. Only Shi Yu himself knew how much effort he had put in to cover up the loss of expression control caused by those disturbing memories.

Now Yan Weijia and the other five lost control of their expressions. Look at the robe Shi Yu was wearing, and then look at what Song Cian was wearing. Isn't this really a couple's outfit?

The food on the table in the courtyard was still steaming, and it was obvious that it had just been reheated. "Come out, let's eat." Song Cian regained his composure and took his hand back.

After the hand teasing him disappeared from his mouth, the little white dumpling shrugged his nose and jumped to the side to eat the tender alfalfa.

"Yeah." Shi Yu responded.

The food on the table was for two people, and there was no sign that it had been touched. It was obvious that Song Ci'an was waiting for him to eat together, and the familiar palpitations came to his heart again.

The food I was used to eating on weekdays had a different flavor now.

The two of them ate dinner with soft, glutinous meat porridge and home-cooked side dishes under the moonlight, like a real ordinary couple.

When the wind picked up and stopped, green leaves fell from the trees and slowly landed on the moonlit ground.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on the courtyard door, and Aunt Wu stood outside the door, holding two skewers of bacon in her hand, with a friendly smile on her face, "Ci'an, where are Xiaoyu eating?"

Song Cian nodded, stood up and walked towards Aunt Wu, "Aunt Wu, come in and sit down."

No, no, Aunt Wu waved her hand, "I won't go in. My grandson is crying at home. I have to go back and watch quickly."

After speaking, he picked up the bacon in his hand and said, "Ci'an, you see, my daughter-in-law has been thinking about it after eating the bacon you made last time. Just after giving birth, I wanted to let her eat a few bites to satisfy her craving. "

"No, I just wanted to come over and ask you for help. It's really troublesome for you." After saying that, he handed the bacon in his hand to Song Cian, "You make one of these two skewers of bacon, and keep the remaining skewer for you." Eat as a couple.”

During this period, Song Ci'an's cooking skills conquered not only Shiyu's stomach, but also Aunt Wu's family next door.

Song Ci, you took the bacon that was handed to you, your voice was gentle and distant, "It's okay, no trouble."

"I'll leave one bunch for my sister-in-law to make, and you can take the other one back."

For ordinary people, eating meat is not an ordinary thing. Most people only buy some meat during the New Year and festivals, and the whole family sits together to eat it.

Although the conditions at Aunt Wu's house are better, meat is still considered a valuable commodity.

"Oh, you kid." Aunt Wu said helplessly, "Hurry up and take it, otherwise Auntie will be embarrassed. I have troubled you so much during this period. You will feel bad if you don't take it."

Under Aunt Wu's gaze, Song Cian could only hold it, "Hey! That's great," Aunt Wu achieved her goal and smiled happily.

"Then when will the fried bacon be brought to you?" Song Cian asked.

"I'll ask Luo'er to pick it up at noon tomorrow," Aunt Wu said.

After delivering the bacon, Aunt Wu hurried back to take care of her newborn grandson.

Thinking about Aunt Wu's words, Shi Yu remembered that Song Ci'an had been doing all the household chores since he came here, including small things like washing and cooking.

Even when this gentleman is far away from the kitchen, there are still people willing to wash his hands and make soup for him.

Her eyelashes were lowered like butterfly wings. Every minute and every moment she spent with her, everything she did seemed to reveal the affection that the person in front of her was telling her. I am 100% sincere and cannot be faked.

But when he thought of himself... Shi Yu still subconsciously avoided it. How could such a broken self be worthy of...

A noble gentleman like Song Ci'an does not belong to the mountains and countryside, and is destined to shine in this era.

After the two finished eating, they cleaned up the mess, "Weijia." Shi Yu stood up and regained his aura as a general.

Yan Weijia stood up, flew to Shiyu, knelt down on one knee, "General!"

"What's the situation in the military camp now?" Yan Weijia opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he glanced at Song Cian's position thoughtfully.

The meaning is obvious. Regarding confidential matters such as the military camp and the front line, he is very worried about Song Ci'an, a person who came out halfway and is full of doubts.

Shi Yu also followed Yan Weijia's gaze and looked at Song Cian who was standing aside. The rabbit was covering his feet. The bright moonlight shone on Song Cian's body. The moon-white silver-patterned robe shone in the falling moonlight. Shine. The hair is like ink and the skin is like jade. Just like a god descending from the sky to save all sentient beings.

"He's not an outsider. It doesn't matter if you say so." For some reason, maybe it was the attraction of his soul that made Shi Yu certain that Song Cian would never be detrimental to him, and he would always be on his side.

He was a banished immortal god who came to save himself, but now he has entered the mortal world for a single person.

But... could this person be me? Shi Yu was unsure and didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Yes." Yan Weijia lowered his head and responded, then roughly talked about the current confrontation between the two armies and some other matters.

"General, when will we go back?" Yan Weijia suddenly raised his head and asked after finishing his report, "Now that the army is approaching, the situation is not clear. General needs to go back as soon as possible to take charge of the overall situation."

Today, the Wu State and the Yan State are facing each other. With the support of the Mobei State, the Wu State is now even more arrogant and has repeatedly touched the bottom line of the Yan State. The people on the border are miserable.

Shi Yu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "We will set off early tomorrow morning."