I have the beauty of the villain's love

This is what Changqing saw when he came in with ginseng tea.

"Master Zhou?"

Zhou Lang was a little out of breath under Linghuyin's pressure. Linghuyin, who obviously looked about the same size as him, was pressing on him but couldn't push him away.

Zhou Lang saw Changqing walking to the bedside, "Hurry up and help your general...to get up."

Linghu Yin's hand was still clasped with his five fingers, and their hair was also entangled, and Zhou Lang's scalp hurt from pulling even a little.

Chang Qing went to help Linghu Yin's arm, and Zhou Lang, who was under Linghu Yin's body, suddenly cried out in pain——Linghu Yin's hand clasping his five fingers suddenly exerted force. His five fingers were slender, and being caught like this, The bones were almost broken.

Hearing Zhou Lang's voice, Changqing didn't dare to touch him.

"Mr. Zhou, the general—" Chang Qing didn't know why Linghu Yin would do such a thing. He used to only hurt people, but he didn't want to catch Mr. Zhou this time.

The corners of Zhou Lang's painful eyes were covered with water, and Linghu Yin leaned against his shoulder again, and the scorching alcohol smell sprayed on Zhou Lang's face along with his breathing, forcing him to close his tearful eyes.

Changqing continued, "Maybe I have to trouble Mr. Zhou to work hard all night."

Before Zhou Lang understood what Changqing meant, he saw Changqing take him out the door.

"You slave!" Zhou Lang gritted his teeth angrily, and he couldn't push Linghuyin on him, so he could only watch Changqing take him out the door, "Come back to me!"

It was already dawn, and Changqing's shadow was printed on the door, but the shadow disappeared in a flash.

Zhou Lang knew that Changqing would not turn back again, and he was no longer struggling in vain, so he turned his head to avoid the burning smell of alcohol in Linghuyin's breath, and waited for Linghuyin to wake up.

He played chess with Chang Qing all night last night, and now he lay down under Linghu Yin with his eyes closed for a while, and fell into a deep sleep.

The shadow that disappeared outside the door was printed on the door again...

When Linghu Yin woke up, it was already noon, and it was already bright outside, but because the doors and windows in the room were closed, no sunlight came into the room.

Linghu Yin's headache was about to split, he felt as if something was pressing on his body, and when he looked down, it was Zhou Lang's profile that came into view.Zhou Lang fell asleep on his body, and the hair covered with black hair spread from Linghu Yin's chest to the bed, and some strands were still held in Linghu Yin's palm.

Linghuyin couldn't remember what happened last night, but he only remembered that he sent Zhou Lang to his room - he just didn't want such a scene to happen.

Linghu Yin pulled his hand out from the quilt scattered on the ground, and pressed his forehead.Zhou Lang, who was lying on his chest, suddenly moved, and the legs that were also pressing on him slightly bent.Linghuyin stopped moving because of this.

Zhou Lang's breathing was steady and long, and the pillow rested on his heart. Linghuyin looked down, and could only see Zhou Lang's dark eyelashes and the tip of his nose.Because of his posture leaning against Linghu Yin's chest, the tiny air current driven by his breath brushed past Linghu Yin's chest numbly.

Linghuyin's heart suddenly became very soft, as if soaked in a pool of spring water.

The sound of chirping birds suddenly sounded outside the window, breaking the silence in the room.

Zhou Lang frowned and opened his eyes.

Only then did he realize that he was completely pressed against Linghu Yin's body, and his cheek was still pressed against the warm skin of Linghu Yin's heart. Zhou Lang raised his head and glanced at Linghu Yin, and found that his eyes were still closed. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief - he pulled out the hand that was under the thin quilt, and then carefully supported the bed, stepped over Linghu Yin's body and got off the bed.

The boots on Zhou Lang's feet were kicked off at some point. Although the clothes were still intact, they were wrinkled for some unknown reason. Zhou Lang picked up the boots and put them on, and then pulled the clothes on himself. clothing.

Lying on the bed, Linghu Yin quietly opened his eyes, and glanced at Zhou Lang who was bending over to put on his boots.

Zhou Lang stood on the ground with bare feet, but when he lifted his feet to put on his boots, he staggered a bit, and he put on the boots while supporting the table on one side.

The corners of Linghu Yin's lips curled up slightly.

Zhou Lang put on his boots and tidied up his clothes before going out of the room.

Zhou Lang, who came out of Linghuyin's room, bumped into Chang Qing in the courtyard head-on. Seeing Chang Qing, Zhou Lang felt angry. He went over to teach him a lesson, but saw that Chang Qing was still holding the A long spear, the tip of the long spear was mostly submerged in the ground, and Chang Qing's face was sweating, as if he had just practiced.

Changqing sensed someone behind him, turned around and saw Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang just woke up, his clothes were tidied up, but his hair was untied, and because of drinking last night, there was still a blush on his cheeks, Chang Qing was stunned for a moment when he saw such a beautiful appearance, and then he staggered away. Looking at him, he asked Zhou Lang, "Did Mr. Zhou rest well last night?"

Zhou Lang originally came here for this matter. He intended to reprimand Changqing, a slave, severely, but when he saw the spear held in Changqing's hand, he couldn't help feeling a little scared in his heart. .

"You..." Zhou Lang wanted to reprimand him, but he didn't dare to look at the spear he was holding. The word 'you' was in his mouth, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Zhou Lang's expression was already very moving, but he showed a cowardly expression without knowing it, and Chang Qing's staggered eyes slid to Zhou Lang's face again.

Zhou Lang only snorted coldly at the end.

Changqing knew that Zhou Lang still hated the matter of not helping him last night, but he didn't think about it, if he went to help the general, he might lose his hands.It is obvious that a man who is so narrow-minded should be contemptuous, but this week, Mr. Zhou's narrow-minded look is extraordinarily cute, and Changqing smiled a little in his heart, "Mr. Zhou, I will go to the kitchen to get you some food. "

"No need." Zhou Lang pursed his lips and made a cold expression, "I'm going back."

"Where is the general..."

Zhou Lang had already turned his head and left the courtyard.

Chang Qing looked at Zhou Lang's back, the slight smile on his lips faded again, he lowered his eyes and pulled out the spear on the ground, just as he was about to practice marksmanship, Linghu Yin also came out of the room.

Linghu Yin put on a dress, and he tied the ruby ​​forehead belt on his forehead again.

"General."

Linghuyin looked at the yard where only Chang Qing was alone, and suddenly asked, "What about him?"

"Master Zhou has left."

Linghu Yin nodded, "He was drunk last night and threw up once, so you ask the kitchen to make some nourishing and nourishing food for the stomach."

Changqing replied, "Yes."

Linghu Yin wanted to go back to the room after finishing speaking, but suddenly thought of something, and said, "Be less meaty."

"Yes."

After giving the order, Linghuyin went back to the room.

Over there Zhou Lang lost his way, he followed someone else last night, and it was dark, how could he remember his way?Now that he came out of Linghu Yin's yard, he didn't know where to go.

It was noon now, Linghuyin's yard was very close to the martial arts field, as soon as Zhou Lang came out of Linghuyin's yard, he heard the sound of many weapons clashing.When Zhou Lang walked to the end of the courtyard wall, he saw thousands of soldiers practicing marksmanship on the martial arts arena.

Since Zhou Lang came here, he has come into contact with either women or literati. Wherever he has seen such a scene, he has been dumbfounded.It's not that he doesn't have youthful enthusiasm, and it's not that he hasn't dreamed of being a marquis and a prime minister, but whether he was in the past or now, he is a powerless scholar. He only has the talent to write and write, but he doesn't have the courage to command soldiers on the battlefield. Besides, he is the kind of person who is content with the status quo. Since he knows that the other road may be full of thorns, and life and death are only a moment away, why does he still want to go for it?

But today, when he saw these thousands of soldiers wielding guns and wielding swords, their arrogance soared, his heart trembled suddenly.

Xiao Shiqing always felt that he was out of his mind during the military training today. He was originally here to supervise the recruits to master the marksmanship in the army, but he always called out one move. He didn't remember to call out the next move until the recruits finished the drill and looked back at him.

Yan Cheng, who supervised the army with him, also felt that he had a problem today. After reminding him a few times, he pulled his sleeve and asked him, "What's going on with you today?"

Xiao Shiqing's sleeves were pulled, and Piao Yuan's mind was pulled back.

Yancheng, "As soon as you came today, I felt that something was wrong with you. Could it be that you were stupid for drinking last night?"

Xiao Shiqing and him are both young people, so it is inevitable that they are younger and more aggressive. Usually in the army, they often quarrel with each other, but today Xiao Shiqing heard Yan Cheng say this about him, and he did not retaliate. He just pulled his sleeve that was caught by Yan Cheng return.

"Why don't I help you supervise the army today, and you go back to rest?" Yancheng saw that Xiao Shiqing's expression was not right, he came today with a preoccupied appearance.

Xiao Shiqing directly refused, "No need."

Yancheng knew about Xiao Shiqing's temper, so he didn't say anything more.

Xiao Shiqing yelled two more times, and when he walked out of the team, he heard someone in the new army whispering.

Although there is no rule in the army that conversations are not allowed during drills, it is an iron rule tacitly shared by everyone.Xiao Shiqing heard it, and was about to pull out the two people who were talking, when he suddenly heard someone say, "Why is there a person standing there?"

Another asked, "Where?"

"The north gate." They were standing at the south gate, and the north gate was far away from them.So even if he saw it, he couldn't see the person's face clearly. He only saw that he was wearing hair and clothes that were not available in the barracks. "It's a girl."

"Don't talk nonsense, there are no girls in the barracks." Another retorted.

But when the person who retorted looked over, he was also startled, "Hey, it's really a girl, when did a girl come to the barracks?"

Xiao Shiqing also found it strange that there were no women in the barracks. Although there were many stray warblers in the neighboring towns, there was a felony crime of beheading in the army, which was soliciting prostitutes. So far, no one had the guts to commit a crime.

Xiao Shiqing glanced at the north gate, and saw a blue-clothed figure, who was mistaken for a woman because his hair was draped and he was far away, but Xiao Shiqing recognized it as Zhou Lang at a glance.

Yan Cheng had just walked out of the team and did not hear the conversation between the two, but Xiao Shiqing suddenly turned to him and said, "Yan Cheng, help me oversee the army today, I have something to leave."

It was a big deal for the warlord to leave the martial arts arena privately, although because the two were warlords together, they often rested one by one in private, but it was mostly because Yancheng couldn't bear the boringness and begged Xiao Shiqing to change it.It was the first time Xiao Shiqing took the initiative to mention it to him.

Xiao Shiqing took the token from his waist and gave it to Yancheng, and walked towards the north gate.

"Where are you going?" Yan Cheng just asked when Xiao Shiqing had disappeared among the recruits.

Zhou Lang was still standing at the door in a daze, with the city wall in front and the road he had bypassed when he came in the back, he didn't know where to go for a moment.

"Young Master Zhou—" Xiao Shiqing approached, and when he saw that it was indeed Zhou Lang, a smile appeared on his face.

His facial features are quite handsome, and there is a dimple on his right cheek when he smiles.

"General Xiao Lang." Zhou Lang didn't expect to run into Xiao Shiqing here, but judging by Xiao Shiqing's attire, he should have been training in the martial arts arena just now, why...

"How did Mr. Zhou come here?" The martial arts field is far away from where Zhou Lang lives, so I don't know how he came here.

When Zhou Lang was asked such a question by Xiao Shiqing, a bit of embarrassment appeared on Zhou Lang's face, "To tell you the truth, I... lost my way."

Xiao Shiqing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, the dimple on the right cheek became deeper.

"What are you laughing at!" Zhou Lang was embarrassed and annoyed at being laughed at.

Xiao Shiqing originally wanted to joke that Mr. Zhou was so cute, but when the words came to his lips, he thought that the word 'cute' was not appropriate for a man, so he changed his mind and said, "I just thought of some interesting things I encountered just now, Mr. Zhou, don't misunderstand. "

Hearing Xiao Shiqing's explanation, Zhou Lang's embarrassment and annoyance faded away.

"I'll take Young Master Zhou back." Xiao Shiqing said.

Zhou Lang's eyes lit up, but he saw that Xiao Shiqing came out of the martial arts field, and he was afraid that it would be bad to leave now, so he politely refused, "General Xiao Lang has something to do right now, so there is no need to delay, I'll just go out and ask for directions. "

Xiao Shiqing walked around in front of Zhou Lang, his bright and clear eyes were full of warmth, "It's okay, I shouldn't be on duty today."

Hearing what Xiao Shiqing said, Zhou Lang was relieved. If he continued to rampage in this important military camp, he might cause trouble.This Xiao Shiqing appeared too timely.

"This will trouble General Xiao Lang." Ye Yi smiled back, and the smile wrinkled the spring water in the hearts of the people in front of him.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Xie Yinghuai: It’s great, it’s so cool to hang out with you when I’m not around

Zhou Lang:? ? ? ?

Linghuyin: (with no expression on his face) he still flirts with me in front of my face

Zhou Lang:? ? ? ?