The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

After eating a light and delicious dinner, Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan took a walk in the garden full of flowers.

There was a gentle breeze, the corridor was quiet, and the moonlight was hazy. Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan were talking about the past, trying to recall something.

Gu Heyan and Mu Zhiming talked about the first time they met in the ancient temple when they were young.

Gu Heyan didn't talk much on weekdays, so it was rare to see such a narrating appearance. Mu Zhiming listened very seriously, and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of interrupting Gu Heyan.

He turned his head frequently to stare at Gu Heyan's side face, so that he didn't notice that he was supposed to go down the steps at the end of the corridor. In the end, he lost his foot and staggered forward.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Gu Heyan suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around Mu Zhiming's waist, and pulled him back. Due to the force of momentum, Mu Zhiming crashed into Gu Heyan's broad and stable arms, and heard his heart beating like a deer rushing wildly.

"Are you okay?" Gu Heyan let go of Mu Zhiming, frowning worriedly.

"It's okay." Mu Zhiming put his hands on his chest, exhaled, and smiled, "I'm stupid, I don't look at the road when I walk, but fortunately, He Yan, you are by my side, otherwise I don't know how hard I will fall. Let's go, let's go Going forward, there is a peach tree on the east side of the courtyard, which should be in bloom. The peach blossoms in the three miles are like haze. If you want to come there, the flowers will be full of flowers and spring, but now the sky is dark, so I don’t know if you can enjoy the scenery. "

After saying that, Mu Zhiming wanted to go to the east side.

Gu Heyan was silent for a while, then rushed to Mu Zhiming's side, and took his hand.

Mu Zhiming was startled, and turned to look at him.

Gu Heyan also looked at Mu Zhiming, observing his expression carefully.

Mu Zhiming bent his eyes, he held Gu Heyan's hand back, and said softly: "He Yan, falling in love with you seems to be an easy thing."

In fact, what Gu Heyan wants is nothing more than a consent, but what he can get from Mu Zhiming is always more than what he wants.

On the east side of the courtyard, the Qinghui moonlight blows down the color of Wuling, which makes people feel peaceful. The two of them enjoy the scenery and recite poems under the moonlight among the flowers. Later, because of the cold night, there is a wind. Gu Heyan said: "The night is cold, go back Bar."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming nodded with a smile.

The two returned to the wing room, Mu Zhiming picked up the torch to light the lamp, and when he got to the table, he was startled again.

On the table was a square and square mahogany lantern with a yellow veiled mahogany frame and a unique and exquisite workmanship. Mu Zhiming looked up at Gu Heyan.

Gu Heyan explained: "I saw it by accident on the street. I guessed that you would like it, so I bought it."

Mu Zhiming slightly raised his lips, how could such a marvelous turning heron lantern be accidentally seen on the street, Gu Heyan must have searched hard to get it.

If you think about it carefully, why did you meet Gu Heyan in Qianji Pavilion today, you have the answer.

Mu Zhiming lit the candle with fire, and after a while the shaft wheel turned due to the heat from the candle, and the silhouettes of several military generals on horseback were cast on the lamp by the candle, chasing after each other, novel and interesting.

"This is for me, right?" Mu Zhiming asked Gu Heyan with a smile.

Gu Heyan nodded.

Mu Zhiming: "As the saying goes, courtesies are reciprocated, what does the general want? I will give everything I have to satisfy you."

Gu Heyan: "I didn't want to return the gift."

Mu Zhiming's smile is as gentle as a brook: "I want to give it to you. If I can't return the gift, I will be ashamed of it. I can't sleep or eat. He Yan, tell me, what do you want? As long as I can give it, I can give it anything. "

Hearing what Mu Zhiming said, the candlelight reflected in Gu Heyan's eyes flickered on and off, and he asked: "Really... can I do anything?"

Mu Zhiming nodded firmly: "Really."

"Okay." Gu Heyan said, "Then I want...I want...to drink the porridge you cooked."

Mu Zhiming: "Huh???"

Mu Zhiming showed an expression of disbelief, and repeatedly confirmed: "The porridge I cooked? Porridge?"

Gu Heyan nodded.

"But I don't know how to cook porridge, I've never cooked it before..." Mu Zhiming said halfway, paused for a moment, looked at Gu Heyan, and asked hesitantly, "Have I cooked porridge before?"

Gu Heyan said: "Cooked."

Mu Zhiming, who has never stepped into a kitchen, doubts his porridge cooking skills: "But will the porridge I cook really taste good?"

Gu Heyan said without hesitation, "It's delicious."

Looking at the little bit of anticipation overflowing from the depths of his eyes, it seemed that the small paws of a raccoon slave scratched Mu Zhiming's heart lightly, which made Mu Zhiming's heart itch for no reason.

Mu Zhiming suddenly wanted to know what kind of expression Gu Heyan would show when he drank the porridge he made by himself, he smiled and said: "Okay, then I will learn how to cook porridge with the cook tomorrow, and after I am done, I will cook it for you." you drink."

Gu Heyan: "Yes."

Chatting to pass the time, it's time to rest in a blink of an eye.

After bathing and washing, the two of them lay down on the bed to rest. On April night, the wind is cool but not cold, and the quilt does not feel hot, which is the most suitable day for sleeping.

After Gu Heyan waited for Mu Zhiming to lie down, he habitually reached out to tuck him in the quilt.

The moment the soft and comfortable bed was wrapped around his body, Mu Zhiming was already sleepy. He suppressed his tiredness, waiting for something.

"Go to sleep." Gu Heyan patted him on the back and said softly.

"Huh?" Mu Zhiming smiled with his eyes bent, "He Yan, did you forget something?"

Gu Heyan: "What?"

Mu Zhiming: "Kiss me."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Probably because of sleepiness, Mu Zhiming squinted his eyes lazily, but because of this, he smiled a bit cunningly: "Last night, didn't you say that we used to have to kiss each night before going to bed?"

Gu Heyan couldn't get what he wanted, he leaned over, put his left hand on Mu Zhiming's ear and kissed him.

Mu Zhiming wrapped his arms around Gu Heyan's neck very naturally, closed his eyes and felt the gentle and moist kiss, today was not as sudden as yesterday, it gave Mu Zhiming enough time to react so that he would no longer just passively bear it, he learned to Seeing Gu Heyan's actions when he kissed himself, he hooked Gu Heyan's tongue tentatively, lingering with him.

The two kissed each other tenderly for a long time, Gu Heyan seemed to feel that it wasn't enough, and went to kiss Mu Zhiming's shoulders which were as clean as jade. Before he knew it, most of Mu Zhiming's obscene clothes had been torn off by him, so that half of his chest was exposed. Gu Heyan's lips and teeth rolled over Mu Zhiming's shoulder for a moment, leaving some red marks, but then continued to move down, kissing Mu Zhiming's chest heaving due to tension.

There are faint scars on Mu Zhiming's body, which are left by nail-board torture. When the soft and sensitive tip of his tongue touches it, he can feel the roughness different from the skin.

Gu Heyan kept sucking on those scars, as if he wanted to swallow Bai Scar.

"He Yan..." Mu Zhiming kept swallowing the air because of nervousness, he could feel that Gu Heyan's kiss was like a blazing fire, burning to his limbs and bones, and would eventually devour his reason.

Without saying a word, Gu Heyan reached into Mu Zhiming's obscene clothes, caressed Mu Zhiming's body, and walked down his back all the way to the hidden place.

"He Yan?!" Mu Zhiming called out tremblingly.

He is afraid because of the unknown and sudden lust.

Gu Heyan came back to his senses, looked at Mu Zhiming, and saw that his breathing was short of breath, and there was anxiety and worry in his eyes.

Now Mu Zhiming doesn't know how the two men should have sex, and if he is rashly emotional, he might be hurt. How could Gu Heyan let him be afraid, so he immediately stopped his movements and withdrew his hand.

How could Mu Zhiming not feel Gu Heyan's gentleness and consideration? Although he felt ashamed, he still said, "I, I'll rub it out for you..."

"I'll do it." Gu Heyan said, pushing the two of them together and kneading them expertly. Gu Heyan stared closely at Mu Zhiming, watching him curl up and tremble due to the overwhelming pleasure, Shouting his name, he subconsciously straightened his waist, and finally his eyes were confused, and he lost his mind for a moment.

Mu Zhiming was already sleepy, he couldn't even open his eyes after a lot of tossing, he fell asleep in Gu Heyan's arms after a while.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already daylight.

He subconsciously rubbed to the side, but found that there was no one there.

Mu Zhiming was stunned, put on his clothes and got up, looked around, but still did not see Gu Heyan, called Wen Heyin to ask, Wen Heyin said: "General Gu rushed to Luodu camp before dawn."

"Understood." Mu Zhiming nodded, feeling lonely and melancholy for no reason.

Wen Heyin asked: "Master, where are we going to play today?"

Mu Zhiming said: "The kitchen."

Wen Heyin: "Oh, the stove... ah??? Where??? The stove???"

An hour later, Wen Heyin stood dumbfounded in the kitchen, watching Mu Zhiming put his arms around his sleeves and learn how to knead dough with the cook.

Mu Zhiming thought to himself: Anyway, I have learned how to cook porridge, so I should also learn how to cook pasta.

It's just that cooking porridge is easy, but pasta is difficult.

Kneading the dough to make the dough, no mistakes can be made in any step.

Mu Zhiming tossed and tossed for a day, and finally made a basket of steamed buns that looked very twisted but tasted good.

He was not discouraged, and distributed the steamed buns to everyone. He got up early the next day and went to the kitchen to knead and steam the noodles.

The moment the lid of the steamer was lifted, the white mist was misty and misty, and several steaming chubby steamed buns appeared in the bamboo steamer.

Mu Zhiming took one and handed it to Wen Heyin.

Wen Heyin took it, tasted it, and exclaimed: "Master, it's delicious!"

Mu Zhiming smiled all over his face: "Really?"

Wen Heyin stuffed fat steamed buns into his mouth, unable to speak, just nodded.

Mu Zhiming took a double-layer food box, put the cooked white porridge in a covered porcelain jar and put it on the lower level, picked out three steamed buns and put them on the upper level, and finally covered it with the lid of the food box. Mu Zhiming wiped his sweat with a sigh of relief, and said to Wen Heyin: "Ayin, accompany me to a place."

"Okay, where are you going?" Wen Heyin asked.

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Luodu Camp."

In the Luodu camp, on the training field, several soldiers circled around a tall brown-maned horse that had just been put on a bridle.

Hao Tianqin, Lieutenant Zhaowu of the Melting Flame Army, made a bet with others: "If I teach this horse to obey, how about you buy me a drink?"

"Okay." Another lieutenant said.

Someone from the sidelines yelled, "Tianqin, this is a wild horse from Western Xinjiang. It's very fierce. Just putting a bridle on it has injured several people. Can you do it?"

Hao Tianqin said in a youthful spirit, "Just watch it!"

He clenched the whip in his hand, grabbed the horse's bridle with lightning speed, and rolled onto the horse's back neatly.

The horse was frightened, it neighed and kicked its hooves, and jumped around, trying to throw Hao Tianqin off. The people around saw it and hurriedly dispersed.

If he was kicked hard by this fierce horse, he would be disabled if he didn't die.

Hao Tianqin leaned against the horse's back, holding the rein tightly with his hands, so that he didn't fall off the horse's back. He scolded, and slapped the ground on both sides of the horse with his whip, only to see that the brown horse ignored the whip amidst the dust. In the crowd's exclamation, he knocked over the wooden fence of the battlefield and rushed out!

The brown horse galloped Hao Tianqin all the way, rampaging through the barracks.

Hao Tianqin said inwardly that he was bad, something will happen if this goes on.

As soon as the idea came out, three figures appeared tens of meters away, and the brown horse didn't show any intention of stopping.