Picked up a Huo Qubing [time travel]

But he inadvertently heard the strange visitor mention his future whereabouts to Xu Han.

This is, are you sending me away?

Under Huo Qubing's calm expression, his heart that had just awakened from a dream became agitated again following what the man said.

He has accepted that he was reborn after 2000, and he also has some thoughts about the future in his heart, thinking about how to live here.

Everything was just getting started, and he didn't even have time to find a new starting point for himself.

But at this moment, when he finally had a sense of down-to-earth existence, that man discussed with Xu Han about sending him away?

Xu Han was the first person he met in this completely strange era after his rebirth.

Through Xu Han's care for him and his protection at the police station these days, Huo Qubing felt that Xu Han was the only person he could trust and feel at ease at the moment.

For him now, Xu Han is the only wedge, the only connection between him and this era.

He still can't do without Xu Han.

At least, not now.

Moreover, he didn't want to leave either.

Here, he trusted him, and he only trusted him.

But those two people now want to cut off this connection? !

——This, I can't bear it!

Huo Qubing heard Xu Han say that he wanted to contact the family members of this body and pick him up, so he no longer had the mind to sit and think about life.

Therefore, he simply came to the two people who were having a good time talking, and interrupted their conversation very rudely.

Seeing the unexpected guest leave with his own eyes, and remembering the scene where Xu Han went to see him off at the door just now, Huo Qubing felt a little blocked.

Xu Han bid farewell to the man in a very gentle voice, saying that he must not be afraid of trouble if he has something to do, and remember to ask himself for help.

Huo Qubing frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips.

In addition to being blocked, he also had unstoppable anxiety:

snort!District and county magistrates dare to play tricks in front of me! (Note)

Delusion!

I don't think about it!

How can I tie myself to the only connection with this era?

How can I make Xu Han stay by my side all the time?

Huo Qubing frowned and thought hard.

God gave him a chance to be reborn, and he believed that he would not be so lucky again in the future.

Must find a way to stay here!

There must be a strong reason!

……

Xu Han came out of the kitchen carrying two dishes.The sky outside the window was completely dark, and the night fell, but the lights in the house were not turned on.

Xu Han rubbed his shoulder on the light switch in the living room, and the room was lit up immediately.

"Hello, Mr. Huo, it's time to eat."

Seeing Mr. Sweet Potato standing in the middle of the living room looking down at the ground in a daze, Xu Han called him by the way.

When Huo Qubing was told by him, he came back to his senses.The anxiety in my heart didn't decrease but increased.

Looking at the shiny round eyes of this round-faced little fat man, Huo Qubing suddenly wanted to hold him tightly in his hands.

Huo Qubing's eyes were deep, and the steps under his feet had already used strength unconsciously.

Step by step, he walked cautiously behind Xu Han who was putting food on the table with his back turned to him.

He stopped a step away from Xu Han and stared at him silently.

Xu Han put down the fragrant dish, turned around, and saw Mr. Sweet Potato staring intently at his eyes, which were bright and frighteningly bright.

Xu Han was taken aback, took a breath, stared and said, "You, why are you standing behind me without making a sound. People are scary, big brother!"

Huo Qubing didn't answer Xu Han, but suddenly clasped his hands into fists, knelt down on one knee, and said sonorously:

"My lord, I am willing to do my best for you!"

Xu Han: "!!!"

After being stunned for a minute, Xu Han rubbed his soft round face vigorously, wanting to see if he was in pain and if he was still alive.

He felt that his soul had been driven out of his body by this sweet potato that convulsed the wind anytime, anywhere, floating up like a piece of paper, without landing.

This mental illness, it seems, has committed another...

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Brother!No, it's the uncle!Where are you playing? !

Do you dare to give a script in advance!

My little heart can't stand it! _(:зゝ∠)_

The author has something to say: Note: "Xiancheng" sounds the same as "Xian Cheng".

County magistrate: The name of the official, which was first placed in the Warring States period, was the assistant official of the county magistrate.The Qin and Han Dynasties followed each other.In the eyes of General Hussars, this love rival is of course relatively low-ranking.

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The gossip is over, the general has let go of the obsession with all kinds of memories of the 23 years of his previous life, and the next chapter is the beginning of the general's life in the 21st century~ Let's see how this famous general, who is famous all over the world, lives in modern times Bar

Starting from the next chapter, [Longyou Shallow Water] is officially launched~

☆、Curious General

Huo Qubing clasped his fists and bent his knees to the ground, he straightened his face and said: "May my lord do the work of a dog and a horse, and I will die a hundred times!"

This, this, this icy, steadfast look——Emma is too serious, so scary!

Is he... mentally ill again? !

TAT

Xu Han was dumbfounded for a long time, seeing that he was still kneeling on one knee, his lips trembled, and his voice was unconsciously dry:

"It's not... big brother, uh... uncle, what are you playing with?"

Huo Qubing's complexion darkened in an instant, and after a while, he raised his eyes to stare at Xu Han and said:

"I'm useless, so I should be driven away. But if I'm willing to be a servant, you...may keep me?"

Xu Han was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the conversation with Huang Xiancheng just now, which was probably overheard by this guy.

"You get up first."

Xu Han is also a man himself, seeing him kneel down on one knee in front of her, he felt sore, and even felt a little bit sorry.

This man, who has nothing now, is poor.

He forgot the past, even how to live, and lost contact with his relatives.

He has nothing and has nowhere to go.

Xu Han looked into his calm and upright eyes, and understood that Huo Qubing was not suffering from a mental illness.

He just wants to stay here.

Knowing Huo Qubing's true thoughts about this move, Xu Han suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and a feeling of emotion roared back and forth in his chest.

Huo Qubing really didn't understand anything, knew nothing, he wanted to stay here, if he kept him, he would be raising him for nothing.

but!

He obviously saved his life, and he obviously has such a great kindness towards him!

He has the biggest chip in hand!He didn't need to lower his posture so much!

However, Huo Qubing didn't take this as a threat.

He directly regarded the grace of saving his life as a little effort, and never mentioned it afterwards.

Huo Qubing chose to use this sincere and humble way to make a request to himself for his help.

This kind of demeanor revealed an indescribable atmosphere and chivalry, which moved Xu Han so much that his eyes became moist.

What kind of character is this person, to the point where people feel sorry for him bowing their heads!

Xu Han calmed down the turbulent emotions surging in his chest, felt that his throat was no longer choked, helped Mr. Sweet Potato up, and said in a soft tone:

"I didn't want to drive you away. You saved me. How could I want to drive you away?"

Huo Qubing didn't insist anymore, he followed Xu Han's movement of supporting his arm and stood up.

To be honest, I was a little too impatient just now.

But apart from this connection, he couldn't think of any strong reason for him to stay here.

He is not just waking up from an ordinary serious illness, he has spanned 2000 years and was reborn in a completely strange era.

Here, he is like a newborn baby, without common sense at all.

This cognition made Huo Qubing think over the issue of survival extremely carefully.

He has never been a reckless man. For situations beyond his control, low-key and hard work to survive are essential means.

However, Xu Han didn't know what Huo Qubing was thinking, Xu Han only thought that his mind was abnormal, so he was asking himself for help in this strange way.

Xu Han really didn't want to see him kneel down for anyone.

But Xu Han changed his mind and realized that Mr. Sweet Potato was playing cosplay with his soul. His paranoia seemed to be terminally ill, so he quickly took over the role and explained to Sweet Potato the meaning of kneeling in this era.

"Well... from now on, don't just kneel down for others. It's not fashionable to kneel down here. Men have gold under their knees, and they usually kneel here, either for elders, or...uh...that's when you propose to your girlfriend. Occasionally kneel down."

When it comes to a marriage proposal, Xu Han is embarrassed.

The little fat man's eyes were crazy for a second, and then quickly changed back.

This spring is really exciting.

Xu Han couldn't help but feel ashamed for his obscene thoughts.

"En." Huo Qubing nodded in response, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Also, here we are... There is no saying that the master is not the master. Because we are not a country of feudal slavery, and now is a new era of socialism, everyone can be their own master..."

The more Xu Han talked, the more embarrassing he became, and he couldn't continue.

Explaining the core values ​​of modern society with Mr. Sweet Potato, who is also a modern person, really made Xu Han feel like a strange flower.

The painting style became a mystery, Xu Han decided to coax the sweet potato to calm down first, and then talk about it after eating.

"Come on, let's eat first... I'll talk to you after I've finished. You say you're the Hussar General of a big man, then you must not understand this era. It's a long story, we need food supplements Energy and stamina..."

Xu Han was sweating profusely as he spoke, feeling like he was fooling a giant baby who didn't understand anything.

"Okay." Huo Qubing's movements and demeanor were calm and natural, he walked to the table first, sat down firmly, looked up at Xu Han, his eyes seemed to say "bring the meal".

……

After Xu Han and Mr. Sweet Potato had dinner, cleaned up the dishes, made two cups of green tea, and after they were fully prepared to give a long speech, they began to teach Sweet Potato.

Digua listened carefully to Xu Han's introduction to the core values ​​of modern society, and cooperated surprisingly, absorbing everything Xu Han told him like a dry sponge, without refuting at all.

While Xu Han was very satisfied with this brother's performance, he thought to himself that Mr. Huo really fell into a "giant baby".

Now he is like a blank sheet of paper, he listens very carefully to everything he says.

Once the explanation was over, the teacup in front of Xu Han had been drunk down to the tea dregs, but looking at Huo Qubing, the cup of green tea hadn't touched at all.

Xu Han was curious: "Don't you like drinking tea?"

Huo Qubing also asked strangely: "This tea hasn't been roasted yet? There is no condiment to add, can we drink it directly?"

"emmmm..."

Xu Han couldn't help being stunned, not knowing how to answer the conversation for a while.

Since he has always liked drinking tea, he has a rough understanding of the development history of tea culture.

Before the Tang Dynasty, roasted tea was basically popular. At that time, drinking tea was not called drinking tea, but "eating tea", and when drinking tea, people also liked to add various condiments such as mint to eat together.

Judging from what the sweet potato means, he is clearly talking about a very ancient way of drinking tea.

This……

An ordinary young man from the countryside, even though he is very obsessed with the military masters of the Han Dynasty, can he even imitate the tea culture at that time as a habit he has personally experienced?

Thinking of this, Xu Han couldn't help but feel a black thread.

It seems that this sweet potato is too insignificant to the extent of the ancient Huo Qubing's obsession.

Xu Han silently reviewed himself in his heart.

At this moment, Xu Han's cell phone rang in his pants pocket.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is very high and powerful:

"Follow my left hand and right hand in slow motion~Right hand and left hand slow motion replay~~"

The originally quiet room suddenly thought of a strange singing sound, Huo Qubing was startled, stood up "shua", and instinctively raised his left arm to block himself in front of him.

Xu Han was taken aback by Mr. Sweet Potato's blocking posture, and his hand that was taking out his phone stopped for a moment.

Seeing that Huo Qubing didn't make any further moves, he picked up the phone to answer the speech, and waved to Mr. Sweet Potato to comfort him.

"Hello, who is it? Ah yes, it's me, editor Zhang, hello. Huh? Is the manuscript a bit long? Okay, okay, I'll fix it and send it to you tonight. Hmm, okay ,Thank you."

Xu Han quickly finished communicating with the other party on the phone like pouring beans.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Han saw that Huo Qubing was staring at the phone in his hand with his eyes wide open, his eyes were full of surprise, he looked like an idiot.

It is estimated that this cool little handsome guy was really scared just now.

Looking at it this way, he is not only cool.

And silly.Of course, this cannot be said to him.

He will show a naive and cute side to things he is not familiar with.It's like a large wolfhound with fried hair, it scares people to death when it's fierce, but it's also cute when it's naive, making you want to rub it hard.

Xu Han sneered at him twice in his heart, then lowered his head and laughed twice, and when he raised his head, he changed his serious face in seconds:

"Did you forget what this is? Well, well, I was wrong. This is a mobile phone. It can be used to carry around and call others, which is very convenient."

Huo Qubing continued to stare, with a dazed look on his face:

"Telephone, what is it? Why...you want to talk to this small box?"

Seeing Mr. Sweet Potato's face and eyes full of real "stupidness", Xu Han thought he might as well ask him what he didn't understand, and then patiently answer all his questions.

Xu Han took a deep breath, mentally prepared to spend a lot of saliva, and then waved his paw boldly:

"Tell me, what do you not understand? I decide to teach you everything."

Huo Qubing looked calmly and sincerely: "I don't understand anything."

"..."

Xu Han really wanted to say something to him: If you don't understand something, ask Baidu.

But he was very afraid to hear this sweet potato answer him: What is Baidu?

"By the way, do you know pinyin?" Xu Han prayed silently in his heart.

"Pinyin?" Huo Qubing recalled it carefully, shook his head, and said seriously: "What is it? I don't know."

T^T

The little fat man burst into tears: To expect him to know the "Pinyin" thing, I was thinking too well.

"Starting tomorrow, I will teach you pinyin and computer typing!"

Xu Han made up his mind to teach Mr. Sweet Potato about this.

Knowing pinyin and typing, Digua has the ability to learn by himself. When he is busy, he can use the computer to learn by himself online.

You must not be lazy in this kind of teaching course!

Huo Qubing straightened his back, sat upright, and nodded solemnly: "Okay."

"Wait... you can... write..., right?"

Xu Han was worried and trembling.

Huo Qubing replied angrily: "Yes."

Xu Han breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his round belly: "Huh... that's good."

It is good to be able to write, and it can save a lot of trouble.

Huo Qubing thought for a while, then frowned again: "But".

And but? !

Xu Han's heart rose to his throat.

Thinking of the Chinese characters that he saw in the hospital and in the documentary, but with obviously different characters, Huo Qubing went on to say:

"You guys here, I'm not very good at it." (Note)

Xu Han seemed to hear his brain nerves "crack", wishing that a mouthful of old blood would be sprayed directly on the sweet potato's face, and ten thousand muddy horses would run wildly back and forth in his heart.

Talk without panting! Hey!

Can you say it all at once? !

Xu Han wiped his face: "I'm tired today, let's wash up and go to bed early."

As he said that, Xu Han moved closer to Sweet Potato and sniffed his shoulder with his nose:

"You haven't showered for a long time... You smell all over your body. Uh... Although a man has a smell to be attractive, it has to smell good. Ah... By the way, seeing you like this, you probably won't Use the shower. Come, followme, I'll teach you."

……

When Xu Han cleaned up everything and lay down after taking a shower, he felt exhausted all over.

I taught Digua Pinyin and Chinese characters for several hours, and before going to bed, I taught him various household appliances, showers, body washes, shampoos...

When Xu Han recalled, he always had the illusion of being a baby daddy for the first time.

Parents are great!Teachers of the people are really great!

Today, I can be regarded as having finished talking to him about the things in the house.

This Nima is not a ninth-level life disability!

This is definitely a tenth grade! !

There is no one in the tenth level! ! ! !

Xu Han breathed heavily, and just before he fell asleep, he couldn't stop his sad sense of responsibility as a teacher, thinking in his heart:

Tomorrow, I must take Sweet Potato out for shopping, and continue to popularize all kinds of common sense of life outside of science.

Otherwise, if one day he goes out to the supermarket opposite the neighborhood to get some soy sauce, he might get lost and starve to death on the street! !

The author has something to say: Note: The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, Xiaozhuan was one of the important applied characters in the Western Han Dynasty, and it was gradually replaced by the official script after the Eastern Han Dynasty.So our general still doesn’t know how to write simplified Chinese characters, so I feel distressed_(:зゝ∠)_

How can a general who knows nothing live in modern times?

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Isn’t this chapter very thick and long~~

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I will have a day off tomorrow, and sugar will be sprinkled in the new chapter published on Thursday~

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Thanks to the following little angels for feeding~!

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好胖的一朵大棉花扔了1个火箭炮投掷时间:2017-08-2023:36:58

好胖的一朵大棉花扔了1个火箭炮投掷时间:2017-08-2022:03:29

☆、The smiling general

Since both of them went to bed before ten o'clock the night before, Xu Han got up early the next day.

Today I have to take sweet potatoes out for shopping, another whole day of physical work.

So Xu Han gave up his plan to drink porridge, and went to the breakfast shop downstairs to buy steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and pancakes, which can fill his stomach and endure hunger. He also bought two boxes of fresh milk at the convenience store downstairs.

When he came back, Mr. Sweet Potato was already sitting at the dining table refreshed and waiting for him.

It was a sunny morning, and the cool breeze mixed with morning dew was blowing slowly from the window.

Xu Han poured the milk into two glasses respectively, and warmed it up in the microwave:

"Hey! You woke up so early, it's only 06:30, I thought you would wake up in another half an hour."

Seeing Xu Han busy in the kitchen, Huo Qubing took the initiative to go over and put the freshly warmed milk on the dining table:

"It's getting late. I used to train soldiers in the battalion, and I got up just after Mao."

Xu Han frowned and smiled wryly when he heard Sweet Potato's strange remarks.

Although he knew that he was delusional, Xu Han was not used to such daily conversations all day long.

I guess I have to get used to it for a few days.

While muttering this, Xu Han suddenly saw Mr. Sweet Potato coming to the kitchen to help him bring milk, and he couldn't help but tilt his head, feeling a little surprised.

I always feel... When I woke up this morning, this old man who always opened his mouth seemed a little different from yesterday.

But what is the specific difference, he can't say for a while.

Facing the hot and delicious breakfast, Xu Han's head went on strike automatically.

Forget it, let's have breakfast first!Eat the biggest!

Xu Han poured the buns, fried dough sticks and flatbread into a large bowl with a wide mouth, sat down next to Mr. Sweet Potato, and had breakfast with him.

Huo Qubing stared at the deep-fried dough sticks on the table, pointed with his chopsticks, but did not move it:

"This yellow thing, is, what? Is it made of flour?"

Xu Han picked up a meat bun, blew it, took a bite, and nodded: "Well, it's fried dough sticks. It's made of flour." (Note 1)

Huo Qubing picked up the cup in front of him again, brought it up to his nose and sniffed it: "Is this milk?"

Xu Han turned on the TV and watched the morning news while eating: "Ah. Yes, it's milk."

Huo Qubing continued to ask the baby mode: "You here, ordinary people's homes, can you drink soy milk and cow's milk so easily?" (Note 2)

Xu Han gnawed on the meat buns inarticulately: "Yes, many people drink these for breakfast."

Just seeing the news analyzing the recent diplomatic relations between China and neighboring countries, Xu Han answered a little absent-mindedly:

"Oh, some office workers also drink coffee in the morning."

"Coffee, what is it?" Huo Qubing blinked inexplicably.

The continuous questioning made Xu Han finally take his eyes off the TV screen and glance at the curious baby beside him.

Xu Han had an illusion. He felt that Mr. Sweet Potato had almost turned into a question mark in the shape of a human.

"Uh...it's a drink made from plants. I'll take you to have a drink later, and you'll know."

Xu Han ate half of the bun in his hand, took a sip of milk, and the milky white milk stains smeared around his ruddy lips.

He glanced at the sweet potato by the way, but found that the sweet potato didn't touch the fried dough sticks, but ate up the two flatbreads.

Fuck me... This guy is so quiet, why is he eating so fast!I just finished eating a steamed stuffed bun, and he has already eaten two big pancakes?

how to eatSwallow it raw?

but……

So he likes to eat pancakes~ hehehe~~

Xu Han suddenly found that Mr. Sweet Potato's taste preferences were obviously different from his own, and Xu Han found it very interesting for a while.

Because he is a southerner, Xu Han has always been reluctant to take the initiative to eat this kind of solid flatbread sprinkled with white sesame seeds.

I always feel that the taste is too dry and hard to chew, and it is not easy to swallow. I often choke when I eat it, so when he lived alone, he hardly knew how to buy pancakes.

Bought this today purely on guesswork.

Sweet Potato is from Shanxi. He remembered that most people there prefer pasta, especially pancakes, so he tried to buy two.

"So you like to eat pancakes."

Xu Han's mouth was covered with oil from the meat buns, and it was covered with a shiny layer.

Huo Qubing saw that he was cute and silly, so he shook his head helplessly and smiled, took two sips of milk:

"Well. It's delicious. It's fragrant."

Xu Han saw that he was in a good mood, and even himself was in a good mood. He smiled, rolled his eyes, picked up a deep-fried dough stick and took a big bite:

"Okay, then I will often buy it for you in the future."

Huo Qubing was about to take the buns, but when he heard what he said, his subordinates stopped moving, their bright eyes fixed on Xu Han's fair and chubby face for a few seconds, and then he suddenly smiled freely, revealing two Little Huya, the whole person brightened up because of this smile:

"Hmm. Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's a trivial matter."

Xu Han saw Huo Qubing's charming obsidian-like eyes, which were full of reflections of his own figure, suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away.

This psychopath looks like he has been electrified today, and his smile is so charming that the electrified person is dizzy!

Before, I always felt that I couldn't communicate with him, and I thought he was a sick person, so even if Huo Qubing's outstanding facial features were placed there, Xu Han just pretended that he couldn't see it, and didn't take it to heart.

Why today... suddenly find this guy quite pleasing to the eye?

Xu Han frowned and thought carefully, only to realize that Huo Qubing's performance today was very different from the previous two days.

Obviously, he was acting like a normal person.

Also compared to the previous 2 days, I have a little more vitality...

Lively! !

Xu Han was shocked, and finally figured out what was wrong with Mr. Sweet Potato.

Today's Huo Qubing seems to be willing to take the initiative to contact the world.

The two of them had breakfast together before, but Digua had been silent at that time, as if stuck in his own thoughts, indifferent to everything after he woke up.

But today, Sweet Potato's attitude has undergone an astonishing change.

He started asking about things he found new and strange, such as fritters, such as milk.

Through these small things, Xu Han can easily feel that Huo Qubing is taking the initiative to integrate into the life after waking up. Although these things are so strange to him now, he is trying to understand them.

Xu Han didn't know what the world of a mental patient was like, and there had never been such a person in his circle of friends before.

But Xu Han thought that since Huo Qubing was willing to work hard to contact and understand the unfamiliar things in his life, this should be a good sign of opening his heart and getting out of the self-enclosed state.

I don't know why, Xu Han felt relieved suddenly, as if his life was full of hope, and his mood index suddenly rose to four and a half stars.

"Eat more, we're going shopping for a day today. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

There was some joy in Xu Han's voice, and he looked at Huo Qubing with a smile.

"Okay." Huo Qubing nodded happily, with a faint but vivid smile in his eyes.

The author has something to say: Note:

1. Huo Qubing was born in the Han Dynasty, and there were no deep-fried dough sticks in the Han Dynasty.

History of fried dough sticks: During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Jia Sixie, an agronomist in the Northern Wei Dynasty, recorded the method of making fried food in his book "Qi Min Yao Shu". "Qing Barnyard Banknotes" also records that many places call the deep-fried juniper "fried juniper": "fried juniper can be as long as one person, and the noodles are beaten to make it thin. At the beginning, it was shaped like a humanoid, with two feet on the top and two feet on the bottom...People in Song Dynasty hated Qin Hui’s misuse of the country, so the pictorial form resembles punishing him.” Therefore, it is currently speculated that the fried dough sticks originated in the era of Qin Hui, that is, the Southern Song Dynasty. [So the general has never eaten fried dough sticks before, wow Kaka let me laugh at him]

2. Regarding milk, the ancient Central Plains did not have the habit of drinking milk.Where some ethnic minorities live, they drink milk, such as the Xiongnu.Wealthy families and nobles in many areas of the Central Plains drink goat milk, but not every ordinary family can afford it.

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Spoiler: Is this how the sweet life begins?Uh... I would like to reveal here that there are basically five burning dramas in my article. The "First Show" in the first part counts as one, but it is only slightly burning. The burning drama in the second part will be larger than the first one. Some.The further you get to the back, the greater the length and extent of the burning drama will be.After the arrangement of these few sessions, the basic full text is over.So basically the full text is about 80-100 chapters~

Spoiler complete_(:зゝ∠)_

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Then, I want to emphasize again that I am an emotional author, and the emotional drama in this article will definitely not be small, so this article should be regarded as an article with a balanced plot and emotion.Here is a vaccination for those who prefer plot streams 2333

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Thank you little angel for feeding:

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☆, touch

After breakfast, Xu Han wanted to pick up two empty glasses and go to the kitchen to wash them.

But as soon as he raised his arm, there was a pain in his shoulder.

"What's the matter?" Huo Qubing asked him when he saw that his expression was different.

"Uh... my shoulder hurts."

Xu Han smiled wryly, put down the cup, sat back on the chair, took the safflower oil on the table, unbuttoned the first two buttons on his clothes, and wanted to rub it for himself.

"I'll help you."

Huo Qubing took the safflower oil from Xu Han's hand, asked him how to use it, poured it on the palm of his own hand, and then "slapped" and waved his palm, and hit the bruise on Xu Han's shoulder heavily One shot.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Xu Han suddenly screamed, his eyes were filled with tears because of his heavy hands, his mouth was aggrieved, and he looked indescribably pitiful.

"Uh, I'm lighter." Huo Qubing was a little ashamed, and the strength of his hands was restrained by most.

I used to get used to it in the military camp. Whenever the soldiers rubbed medicine on each other to heal their wounds, they rubbed it heavily.

But seeing Xu Han's white, tender and round shoulders, Huo Qubing also knew that he should not be compared with those soldiers who are five big and three thick.

Looking at the soft and sticky appearance of the little fat man, if he were to be placed in the Han Dynasty, he would be a son who has never suffered any hardships.

It is estimated that carrying him under the big sun for two hours will melt him directly.

Huo Qubing secretly thought about that scene, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Huo Qubing concentrated on rubbing it for Xu Han, while Xu Han bit his lower lip, trying not to moan because of the pain.

But after 30 seconds...

"Um...ah..."

The soft snort like a cat still escaped from the little fat man's mouth.

"..." Huo Qubing stopped awkwardly.

Seeing Xu Han's slightly flushed face due to the pain, and the moist round eyes that seemed to be full of water, Huo Qubing gave a dry cough and looked away:

"Knead yourself, I'll go to the bedroom to change." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.

Xu Han instantly felt a little wronged.

No way, since he was a child he was most afraid of pain.

Besides, rubbing the blood stasis really hurts!

Xu Han admits that he is a coward when it comes to enduring pain, but this is beyond his control.

No matter how weak Huo Qubing's hands are, if he wants to loosen the blood, he must bear the pain.

In the living room, the little fat man rubbed his shoulders with tears in his eyes.

Anyway, there was no one around, no matter how fierce he moaned, he was not afraid of embarrassment.

In the bedroom, Huo Qubing was standing beside the bed, staring at the hand that rubbed Xu Han's shoulder just now, his eyes were straight, a little lost in thought.

A soft and strange emotion lingered quietly in his heart, and Huo Qubing thought of Xu Han's white and tender shoulders.

Xu Han's shoulders were delicate and smooth, and the soft and tough touch still remained on his hands.

Huo Qubing shook that hand feebly, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Xu Han's soft and sweet hum, and a flame burst into his heart.

He quickly shook his head, ignoring the strange feeling in his head.

Then he took off his pajamas, picked up his coat and jeans, and changed himself with some clumsiness.

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After the two had breakfast, Xu Han took Mr. Sweet Potato out.

During this period, Mr. Sweet Potato became curious about the gate of Xu Han's house and the bunch of small keys in his hand.

Xu Han answered patiently for him one by one.

Last night, I gave Mr. Dagua a popular science on household appliances such as refrigerators, washing machines, and microwave ovens. With a surprised expression on his face, Dagua said that he didn't know anything about it. He had never seen it before, let alone heard of it.

As for fried dough sticks, an ordinary food that can no longer be ordinary, sweet potatoes don't know.

After seeing these things, Xu Han has already fully built himself up in his heart, and decided to teach this sweet potato as if it were a newborn baby.

It was just after seven o'clock, and the major comprehensive shopping malls hadn't opened yet.

Xu Han had no choice but to take Huo Qubing for a walk on the road first, and then go for a walk in the park, get to know the traffic lights and various traffic signs, breathe the clean and fresh air in the morning, and watch the grandparents dance in the square , Play Tai Chi.

After two hours of shopping, Xu Han checked the time on his phone and felt that it was about the same time, so he took Huo Qubing to the nearest commercial district near his home and took him for a tour. Several comprehensive shopping malls.

Since it is not a weekend, and the mall has just opened in the morning, the traffic flow is very small.In the spacious and imposing hall, there were hardly any guests.

No matter where you go, there are no crowds.Therefore, all the products in front of you, as well as the handicrafts and decorations in the windows of some independent specialty stores, can be seen at a glance.

Even in the daytime, the lobby on the first floor of the shopping mall is still brightly lit.

Several round spotlights shine down vertically or obliquely from the black light stand directly above the head, illuminating the light yellow marble floor tiles brightly and brilliantly.

There are large-scale Transformers models being exhibited in the exhibition area of ​​the hall.

Mr. Sweet Potato surrounded the domineering Optimus Prime, who was about three meters high, and looked up at it for 3 minutes.Xu Han saw that he couldn't take his eyes off, so he took the initiative to move his eyes to the side.