How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant
Chapter 62
Xiao Lingfeng was stopped by the question.
Those snow foxes had just been delivered to Shuoyang City last time, so I don't know if Chang'an has found Xiu Niang and started construction.
The strings in his mind were tense at that moment, and Xiao Lingfeng had an intuition that he could never answer "no" at this moment.
Holding Zhuang Qingyue's hand, he suddenly learned certain essentials without a teacher.
Kissing Zhuang Qingyue's slightly wet temples with his head sideways, Xiao Lingfeng whispered in his ear: "Why, Ah Yue can't wait any longer?"
As soon as the words came out, the figure of the person in his arms froze.
Sensing Zhuang Qingyue's reaction, Xiao Lingfeng felt a little more proud.However, the next moment, the other hand around his back suddenly tightened his waist.
Xiao Lingfeng was tall and tall, his waist was slender and thin under the clothes, and the muscles between his waist and abdomen were tight without any excess fat.
However, because of this, when Zhuang Qingyue pinched the thin layer of flesh to threaten him, the strange and astonishing pain almost made him cry out.
"hiss."
He couldn't hold back his gasp, and then firmly pressed the mischievous hand with his backhand, not allowing Zhuang Qingyue to move any more.
"Don't move, if you twist it again, it will break!"
Grabbing that hand and removing it from his waist, Xiao Lingfeng's head rubbing against Zhuang Qingyue's ear also pushed back a little.
He gritted his teeth and stared at Zhuang Qingyue, and asked him, "Where did you learn the bad habit of using hands and feet?"
Zhuang Qingyue rolled her eyes and didn't speak, but quietly exerted force with the grasped hand, trying to find an opportunity to hit him again.
Xiao Lingfeng obviously sensed his intentions.
He raised his eyebrows, and gripped that hand even tighter, so tight that Zhuang Qingyue couldn't break free at all.
Immediately afterwards, a chuckle escaped from his throat.Xiao Lingfeng lowered his head, getting closer and closer to Zhuang Qingyue.
The eyes of the two met, and Xiao Lingfeng's gaze carried an irresistible force, forcing the person in front of him to look at him.
He already knew that Zhuang Qingyue was the standard hard-mouthed, soft-hearted and thin-skinned, since she could catch Zhuang Qingyue's weakness, how could there be any reason not to hold it?
Besides, wouldn't it be interesting to see Zhuang Qingyue's face, which was always pretending to be indifferent and proud, stained with another color because of him?
Thinking of this, Xiao Lingfeng felt even more joyful.
Sure enough, under his gaze, Zhuang Qingyue was about to blush from anger again.
Xiao Lingfeng blinked, pretending to be ignorant of his embarrassment.He moved his fingers slightly, and while gently rubbing the man's wrist, he looked into his eyes and murmured ambiguously:
"Ah Yue, those who use hands and feet will be punished."
This sentence is completely fueled.In Xiao Lingfeng's arms, the person who was still struggling with his heart seemed to be frozen in an instant.
The shame and annoyance on Zhuang Qingyue's face not only did not disappear, but also added a bit of disbelief.
He stared at Xiao Lingfeng with wide eyes, always feeling that this person changed too quickly, and he had become so shameless in just a few hours.
Zhuang Qingyue thought, if another person dared to speak to him like that, the grass on that person's grave would be three feet deep.
However, when this person was replaced by Xiao Lingfeng, in addition to being angry, he also felt a little strange in his heart.
This strange emotion quickly made his face turn red, which did not subside for a long time.
Looking at the blush at the end of the eyes of the person in his arms, Xiao Lingfeng suddenly couldn't say anything teasing.
Suddenly, he lowered his head, his lips involuntarily brushed the man's eyebrows, and dropped a very light kiss on the end of his eyes.
Put into practice what was meant to be shameful.
It was obviously just a kiss like a touch of water, but at this moment it suddenly turned into sparks that set Zhuang Qingyue on fire in an instant.
The eyelashes trembled, and the heat spread along the end of the eyes. Soon, Zhuang Qingyue felt that her whole face began to burn, and even her back felt a wave of tide.
This can no longer be the case.
Zhuang Qingyue thought, if he was next to Xiao Lingfeng for a moment longer, he might be on fire.
In fact, Xiao Lingfeng was not much better. The moment he noticed Zhuang Qingyue's wrist struggling, he instinctively wanted to clenched his hand tightly, wanting to hold him tightly in his arms, but when he saw Zhuang Qingyue's expression Misty's eyes lost focus for a moment.
Let Zhuang Qingyue break free easily.
Before he had time to stretch out his hand to hold him, the white figure walked around the screen in two steps in three steps and disappeared in front of his eyes.
Xiao Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grinned silently.
When he finished tidying up and entered the room, Zhuang Qingyue had already buried herself in the quilt with her back facing him, without even a single gap showing through.
After blowing out the candle, he lay back on the bed on the other side of him, facing Zhuang Qingyue's side, staring at his motionless and stubborn back with wide eyes.
I wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.
After a while, he reached out and stroked his chest.There was his restless heart that had been beating non-stop since the kiss just now.
The heart is beating like a drum, probably so.
In the darkness, Zhuang Qingyue held her breath, and then listened intently to the movement behind her after breathing lightly.
After hearing the sound of Xiao Lingfeng lying on the bed rustlingly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he could completely relax, a line of sight full of presence was projected over him, nailing him firmly, making him feel like a thorn in his back.
The hands pinching the corner of the quilt were a little harder, Zhuang Qingyue pursed her lips, her face was steaming hot, she couldn't tell whether it was because the quilt was too warm and airtight, or because of something else.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhuang Qingyue's quilt was quietly lifted, and he yawned silently, then fell into a deep dream.
Hearing the breathing that finally became clear and long, Xiao Lingfeng curled the corners of his mouth, and finally closed his eyes.
Jiang Yusheng's message was timely.
Counting the days, the imperial decree for General Pang will arrive in Shuoyang City in less than half a month.
If the emperor really wanted to issue an order to call Xiao Lingfeng back to Beijing, the order should be sent together.
Fortunately, there were no major events in the army these few days, and Xiao Lingfeng had enough energy to make plans for returning to Beijing.
The most important thing is to heal your wounds.
His body has practiced martial arts all the year round, and is used to being injured on the battlefield, so it can withstand tossing better than ordinary people.
The arrow wounds and knife wounds on his body have almost healed up after a few days of nursing.
The trouble is Zhuang Qingyue.
Although Zhuang Qingyue has practiced martial arts since she was a child, her body is weaker for some reason.
What's more, he was trained by his husband as an heir in the past, and he is good at food and clothing, and he has been a unparalleled son in the Shangshu Mansion for so many years. Unknowingly, he was cultivated into a delicate body. Injuries never get better.
So in the past few days, when Xiao Lingfeng was free, in addition to staring at his trauma, he had to drink tonics according to Zhuang Qingyue, wishing that Ah Lian could use what Zhuang Qingyue could use in the Qianjin Danfang Collection Everything is developed.
Zhuang Qingyue was stared at drinking three bowls of body-regulating soup every day, her whole mouth was bitter and her appetite was poor, and she looked even more depressed than when she didn't drink the medicine.
Although Xiao Lingfeng also felt distressed, when he thought of the undercurrent surging in the imperial city, he had no choice but to become the "villain" who forced him to drink medicine.
On this day, after Xiao Lingfeng practiced a few times with the soldiers of the Jingbei Army in the school grounds in the morning, he came back as usual to urge Zhuang Qingyue to drink the medicine.
As soon as I entered the tent, I found that it was very quiet inside, and the atmosphere was rather dull.However, Xiao Lingfeng didn't even raise his brows, saying that he was not surprised by this.
In the tent, Zhuang Qingyue, who had just finished her breakfast, propped her face on her hands, staring at the medicine bowl in front of her with a frowning expression, beside him, Ah Lian hesitated to speak.
Seeing Prince Xiao coming, Ah Lian calmly breathed a sigh of relief, and then retreated out with great interest.
It is getting more and more difficult to serve the son to drink medicine nowadays.At the beginning, she tried to persuade the young master twice, but later on, she found out that she would turn black when she tried to persuade the young master, so she didn't dare to say any more.Fortunately, within a few days, Ah Lian came back to his senses.
In the past, if it was really necessary, his son never complained about drinking medicine, why is he now in the Jingbei army, under the watchful eyes of Prince Xiao, he started to whine?
After she withdrew, Xiao Lingfeng sat beside Zhuang Qingyue.
"Why, don't you take medicine?" Xiao Lingfeng imitated his movements and propped his face, staring at him without blinking.
In the past few days, in order to escape the "torture" of drinking medicine, Zhuang Qingyue has tried everything.
Xiao Lingfeng thought of the monster that the person in front of him had played a few times before, and a trace of anticipation rose in his heart.
So, what's new today?
Thinking about it, Xiao Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qingyue's slightly pink lips, and unconsciously lost his mind.
But the next moment, two crisp knocking sounds drew his attention back.
Looking away, Zhuang Qingyue, who was opposite him, reached out and tapped on the porcelain white medicine bowl, her fingers were long and neat, with a little pink on the fingertips, resting on the edge of the snow-white medicine bowl, no matter how beautiful it looked.
Zhuang Qingyue was holding the medicine bowl, with a hint of melancholy between her brows.
"The medicine is cold." Xiao Lingfeng heard him say.
Xiao Lingfeng let out a cry, stretched out his hand to support the medicine bowl, warmed the soup with internal force, and then pushed half an inch away in front of him.
He looked at Zhuang Qingyue and said with a half smile but not a smile: "It's hot now."
The maliciousness in Zhuang Qingyue's eyes flashed, and he moved his fingers slightly, hooking Xiao Lingfeng's wrist lightly and deftly.
Xiao Lingfeng looked at him with raised eyebrows, and let him do these sticky little movements.
With a nimble flick of his fingers, the wrist guards around his wrists were untied, and the cuffs instantly became looser.
A trace of coolness climbed up his forearm, Xiao Lingfeng looked down, and the hand had already sneaked into his cuff, and the slender fingers were pointing at his arm, with a numb itching.
Reaching out and clasping the man's wrist behind his back, Xiao Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qingyue in surprise.
But he saw the figure in front of him flickering, and before he could react, the owner of that hand had already sat in his arms, and deliberately moved closer, looking at him with a pair of watery eyes.
Xiao Lingfeng knew it in his heart.
Today is a beauty trick.
Taking him into his arms calmly, Xiao Lingfeng pretended not to understand what he meant, and stretched out his other hand to bring the medicine bowl to Zhuang Qingyue's mouth: "Open your mouth."
The pair of eyes in front of her blinked, Zhuang Qingyue reached out to push the medicine bowl away, and opened her mouth very obediently.
Kissed at the corner of Xiao Lingfeng's lips.
作者有话要说:感谢在2021-07-0421:17:50-2021-07-0523:58:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Tangren;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Those snow foxes had just been delivered to Shuoyang City last time, so I don't know if Chang'an has found Xiu Niang and started construction.
The strings in his mind were tense at that moment, and Xiao Lingfeng had an intuition that he could never answer "no" at this moment.
Holding Zhuang Qingyue's hand, he suddenly learned certain essentials without a teacher.
Kissing Zhuang Qingyue's slightly wet temples with his head sideways, Xiao Lingfeng whispered in his ear: "Why, Ah Yue can't wait any longer?"
As soon as the words came out, the figure of the person in his arms froze.
Sensing Zhuang Qingyue's reaction, Xiao Lingfeng felt a little more proud.However, the next moment, the other hand around his back suddenly tightened his waist.
Xiao Lingfeng was tall and tall, his waist was slender and thin under the clothes, and the muscles between his waist and abdomen were tight without any excess fat.
However, because of this, when Zhuang Qingyue pinched the thin layer of flesh to threaten him, the strange and astonishing pain almost made him cry out.
"hiss."
He couldn't hold back his gasp, and then firmly pressed the mischievous hand with his backhand, not allowing Zhuang Qingyue to move any more.
"Don't move, if you twist it again, it will break!"
Grabbing that hand and removing it from his waist, Xiao Lingfeng's head rubbing against Zhuang Qingyue's ear also pushed back a little.
He gritted his teeth and stared at Zhuang Qingyue, and asked him, "Where did you learn the bad habit of using hands and feet?"
Zhuang Qingyue rolled her eyes and didn't speak, but quietly exerted force with the grasped hand, trying to find an opportunity to hit him again.
Xiao Lingfeng obviously sensed his intentions.
He raised his eyebrows, and gripped that hand even tighter, so tight that Zhuang Qingyue couldn't break free at all.
Immediately afterwards, a chuckle escaped from his throat.Xiao Lingfeng lowered his head, getting closer and closer to Zhuang Qingyue.
The eyes of the two met, and Xiao Lingfeng's gaze carried an irresistible force, forcing the person in front of him to look at him.
He already knew that Zhuang Qingyue was the standard hard-mouthed, soft-hearted and thin-skinned, since she could catch Zhuang Qingyue's weakness, how could there be any reason not to hold it?
Besides, wouldn't it be interesting to see Zhuang Qingyue's face, which was always pretending to be indifferent and proud, stained with another color because of him?
Thinking of this, Xiao Lingfeng felt even more joyful.
Sure enough, under his gaze, Zhuang Qingyue was about to blush from anger again.
Xiao Lingfeng blinked, pretending to be ignorant of his embarrassment.He moved his fingers slightly, and while gently rubbing the man's wrist, he looked into his eyes and murmured ambiguously:
"Ah Yue, those who use hands and feet will be punished."
This sentence is completely fueled.In Xiao Lingfeng's arms, the person who was still struggling with his heart seemed to be frozen in an instant.
The shame and annoyance on Zhuang Qingyue's face not only did not disappear, but also added a bit of disbelief.
He stared at Xiao Lingfeng with wide eyes, always feeling that this person changed too quickly, and he had become so shameless in just a few hours.
Zhuang Qingyue thought, if another person dared to speak to him like that, the grass on that person's grave would be three feet deep.
However, when this person was replaced by Xiao Lingfeng, in addition to being angry, he also felt a little strange in his heart.
This strange emotion quickly made his face turn red, which did not subside for a long time.
Looking at the blush at the end of the eyes of the person in his arms, Xiao Lingfeng suddenly couldn't say anything teasing.
Suddenly, he lowered his head, his lips involuntarily brushed the man's eyebrows, and dropped a very light kiss on the end of his eyes.
Put into practice what was meant to be shameful.
It was obviously just a kiss like a touch of water, but at this moment it suddenly turned into sparks that set Zhuang Qingyue on fire in an instant.
The eyelashes trembled, and the heat spread along the end of the eyes. Soon, Zhuang Qingyue felt that her whole face began to burn, and even her back felt a wave of tide.
This can no longer be the case.
Zhuang Qingyue thought, if he was next to Xiao Lingfeng for a moment longer, he might be on fire.
In fact, Xiao Lingfeng was not much better. The moment he noticed Zhuang Qingyue's wrist struggling, he instinctively wanted to clenched his hand tightly, wanting to hold him tightly in his arms, but when he saw Zhuang Qingyue's expression Misty's eyes lost focus for a moment.
Let Zhuang Qingyue break free easily.
Before he had time to stretch out his hand to hold him, the white figure walked around the screen in two steps in three steps and disappeared in front of his eyes.
Xiao Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grinned silently.
When he finished tidying up and entered the room, Zhuang Qingyue had already buried herself in the quilt with her back facing him, without even a single gap showing through.
After blowing out the candle, he lay back on the bed on the other side of him, facing Zhuang Qingyue's side, staring at his motionless and stubborn back with wide eyes.
I wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.
After a while, he reached out and stroked his chest.There was his restless heart that had been beating non-stop since the kiss just now.
The heart is beating like a drum, probably so.
In the darkness, Zhuang Qingyue held her breath, and then listened intently to the movement behind her after breathing lightly.
After hearing the sound of Xiao Lingfeng lying on the bed rustlingly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he could completely relax, a line of sight full of presence was projected over him, nailing him firmly, making him feel like a thorn in his back.
The hands pinching the corner of the quilt were a little harder, Zhuang Qingyue pursed her lips, her face was steaming hot, she couldn't tell whether it was because the quilt was too warm and airtight, or because of something else.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhuang Qingyue's quilt was quietly lifted, and he yawned silently, then fell into a deep dream.
Hearing the breathing that finally became clear and long, Xiao Lingfeng curled the corners of his mouth, and finally closed his eyes.
Jiang Yusheng's message was timely.
Counting the days, the imperial decree for General Pang will arrive in Shuoyang City in less than half a month.
If the emperor really wanted to issue an order to call Xiao Lingfeng back to Beijing, the order should be sent together.
Fortunately, there were no major events in the army these few days, and Xiao Lingfeng had enough energy to make plans for returning to Beijing.
The most important thing is to heal your wounds.
His body has practiced martial arts all the year round, and is used to being injured on the battlefield, so it can withstand tossing better than ordinary people.
The arrow wounds and knife wounds on his body have almost healed up after a few days of nursing.
The trouble is Zhuang Qingyue.
Although Zhuang Qingyue has practiced martial arts since she was a child, her body is weaker for some reason.
What's more, he was trained by his husband as an heir in the past, and he is good at food and clothing, and he has been a unparalleled son in the Shangshu Mansion for so many years. Unknowingly, he was cultivated into a delicate body. Injuries never get better.
So in the past few days, when Xiao Lingfeng was free, in addition to staring at his trauma, he had to drink tonics according to Zhuang Qingyue, wishing that Ah Lian could use what Zhuang Qingyue could use in the Qianjin Danfang Collection Everything is developed.
Zhuang Qingyue was stared at drinking three bowls of body-regulating soup every day, her whole mouth was bitter and her appetite was poor, and she looked even more depressed than when she didn't drink the medicine.
Although Xiao Lingfeng also felt distressed, when he thought of the undercurrent surging in the imperial city, he had no choice but to become the "villain" who forced him to drink medicine.
On this day, after Xiao Lingfeng practiced a few times with the soldiers of the Jingbei Army in the school grounds in the morning, he came back as usual to urge Zhuang Qingyue to drink the medicine.
As soon as I entered the tent, I found that it was very quiet inside, and the atmosphere was rather dull.However, Xiao Lingfeng didn't even raise his brows, saying that he was not surprised by this.
In the tent, Zhuang Qingyue, who had just finished her breakfast, propped her face on her hands, staring at the medicine bowl in front of her with a frowning expression, beside him, Ah Lian hesitated to speak.
Seeing Prince Xiao coming, Ah Lian calmly breathed a sigh of relief, and then retreated out with great interest.
It is getting more and more difficult to serve the son to drink medicine nowadays.At the beginning, she tried to persuade the young master twice, but later on, she found out that she would turn black when she tried to persuade the young master, so she didn't dare to say any more.Fortunately, within a few days, Ah Lian came back to his senses.
In the past, if it was really necessary, his son never complained about drinking medicine, why is he now in the Jingbei army, under the watchful eyes of Prince Xiao, he started to whine?
After she withdrew, Xiao Lingfeng sat beside Zhuang Qingyue.
"Why, don't you take medicine?" Xiao Lingfeng imitated his movements and propped his face, staring at him without blinking.
In the past few days, in order to escape the "torture" of drinking medicine, Zhuang Qingyue has tried everything.
Xiao Lingfeng thought of the monster that the person in front of him had played a few times before, and a trace of anticipation rose in his heart.
So, what's new today?
Thinking about it, Xiao Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qingyue's slightly pink lips, and unconsciously lost his mind.
But the next moment, two crisp knocking sounds drew his attention back.
Looking away, Zhuang Qingyue, who was opposite him, reached out and tapped on the porcelain white medicine bowl, her fingers were long and neat, with a little pink on the fingertips, resting on the edge of the snow-white medicine bowl, no matter how beautiful it looked.
Zhuang Qingyue was holding the medicine bowl, with a hint of melancholy between her brows.
"The medicine is cold." Xiao Lingfeng heard him say.
Xiao Lingfeng let out a cry, stretched out his hand to support the medicine bowl, warmed the soup with internal force, and then pushed half an inch away in front of him.
He looked at Zhuang Qingyue and said with a half smile but not a smile: "It's hot now."
The maliciousness in Zhuang Qingyue's eyes flashed, and he moved his fingers slightly, hooking Xiao Lingfeng's wrist lightly and deftly.
Xiao Lingfeng looked at him with raised eyebrows, and let him do these sticky little movements.
With a nimble flick of his fingers, the wrist guards around his wrists were untied, and the cuffs instantly became looser.
A trace of coolness climbed up his forearm, Xiao Lingfeng looked down, and the hand had already sneaked into his cuff, and the slender fingers were pointing at his arm, with a numb itching.
Reaching out and clasping the man's wrist behind his back, Xiao Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qingyue in surprise.
But he saw the figure in front of him flickering, and before he could react, the owner of that hand had already sat in his arms, and deliberately moved closer, looking at him with a pair of watery eyes.
Xiao Lingfeng knew it in his heart.
Today is a beauty trick.
Taking him into his arms calmly, Xiao Lingfeng pretended not to understand what he meant, and stretched out his other hand to bring the medicine bowl to Zhuang Qingyue's mouth: "Open your mouth."
The pair of eyes in front of her blinked, Zhuang Qingyue reached out to push the medicine bowl away, and opened her mouth very obediently.
Kissed at the corner of Xiao Lingfeng's lips.
作者有话要说:感谢在2021-07-0421:17:50-2021-07-0523:58:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Tangren;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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