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"What about Miss Dong, Miss Yue and Miss Yun, she has nothing to do with me." Duan Shubai sneered, and patted Xiao Yuhe's butt, "Don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Yuhe who had been spanked angrily buried his head in Duan Shubai's arms, and secretly wiped away his tears and snot on Duan Shubai's skirt.

Duan Shubai was holding him halfway, and didn't notice the secretive thoughts of the person in his arms, even if he knew, he didn't care, he snorted coldly: "This Miss Dong dares to plot against me, Xinyang City will never tolerate her , Tomorrow, I will have someone send her out of the city, so as not to disgust me in the city and scare you."

Speaking of this, thinking of what happened just now, Duan Shubai cursed angrily, "I don't know who spread the rumors about Dong Yueyun and me in Xinyang City, if I catch the instigator, he will be severely punished." The military stick is to warn others, Yuhe, don’t listen to those gossips, just remember, I, Duan Shubai, have only you in my heart, tomorrow I will go to Changle to ask the source of the rumor..."

That person dared to spread rumors that he had a second heart for Xiao Yuhe, and that he even fell in love with Dong Yueyun, which made Duan Shubai disgusting enough. Xiao Yuhe was so sad, and said so many decisive words to him, Duan Shubai couldn't swallow the bad breath.

Xiao Yu and hmm nestled in Duan Shubai's arms, and didn't take the initiative to mention that he sent Qiu Ran to question Deputy General Zhang, and said that he suspected Duan Shubai had ulterior motives...

Duan Shubai saw him nestled in his arms obediently, and the past events were revealed, his heart was agitated and satisfied, he hugged Xiao Yuhe by the waist with a smile on his face, and walked towards There is a carved canopy bed in the corner.

Xiao Yuhe was sitting on the edge of the bed, he had just expressed his feelings to Duan Shubai, and now he was sitting on the big bed where they shared the same bed, unconsciously thinking about the two lingering villains in the porcelain, Bringing him and Duan Shubai together, it caused his cheeks to burn red, and his butt seemed to be sitting on a hot pot, causing him to move left and right.

Duan Shubai raised the corner of his mouth, and kissed Xiao Yuhe's flushed cheeks, "What are you thinking? Are you so red? Are you thinking of me?"

Xiao Yuhe wiped his face with the back of his hand, his face turned pale when he suddenly remembered something, he held Duan Shubai's right hand, and a few fingers unconsciously rubbed the spear callus on the opponent's hand, half hesitantly Asked: "You didn't like Shuang'er before, I know that some men don't like Shuang'er's body, you, we have slept together for so long, you haven't reacted to me, are you to me... no?"

Duan Shubai's face darkened, and a pair of sharp phoenix eyes fixed on the beautiful young man in front of him who dared to say that he was no good. Duan Shubai clasped his right hand upwards, grabbed Xiao Yu's and Bai Nen's right hands instead, and led him to his home At the little brother's place, he gave a polite gesture to show his welcome.

Xiao Yu immediately withdrew his hand in fright.

Seeing this, Duan Shubai snorted and overthrew Xiao Yuhe on the brocade quilt. Although he has been abstinent for many years, he has extremely controlled this kind of sexual desire, and his third leg can bend and stretch, but...he sticks to Xiao Yuhe's ear : "It's okay, you should experience it for yourself."

"Well……"

There was a rustling of clothes in the room.

Not long after, the carved canopy bed began to shake, and Xiao Yu, who was lying on the bed, whimpered and cried again with red eyes. What dripped down was different, the golden beans did not condense a few, and the water vapor accumulated in the eyes, like a soft cry, but it was continuous.

Duan Shubai felt that Xiao Yuhe who was crying was even more attractive, so he got excited and walked around the room with Young Master Jiao in his arms. On the wall, only when the people around him suddenly increased their movements, they called out a small sound.

……

Qiu Ran waited downstairs for a long time, circling the hall back and forth, "It's been so long, has my uncle coaxed you well?"

"Or? I'll go up and have a look quietly..." Qiu Ran went up the stairs lightly, before approaching the room, he seemed to hear his young master's cry, and he was shocked suddenly. Could it be that the uncle bullied the young master?

When he listened carefully again, when he heard his young master whimper softly and softly, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he wanted to turn around and leave.

Qiu Ran turned around, but unexpectedly her footsteps were hurried, her ankle sprained, and she fell to the floor with a bang. The young master's voice disappeared, and the surroundings were silent, as if he was the only one in the whole wooden building. Qiu Ran was frightened. The soul was scattered, and he picked up his sleeves and ran downstairs desperately, crying in his heart while running: Young master, son, Qiu Ran didn't do it on purpose...

The two of them didn't come down from upstairs all night, and they didn't have to eat dinner. Qiuran had a casual meal on the first floor by himself, and he didn't dare to go upstairs rashly.

At noon the next day, Xiao Yuhe, who was wearing white obscene clothes, was leaning on a soft apricot-colored pillow. Duan Shu, dressed neatly in white, brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge to feed him. Xiao Yuhe cried for a long time yesterday, but this morning When he woke up, those beautiful fox eyes swelled into big panda eyes, Duan Shubai couldn't help but cover his lips with the back of his hand and let out a chuckle while feeding him.

Xiao Yuhe glared at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Crying hoarse voice is not deterrent at all.

Duan Shubai couldn't help laughing: "Ahem, cough, I didn't smile at anything, I just felt happy when I saw you."

"You just know how to coax me with nice words."

Duan Shubai lowered his eyes, and gently fed a spoonful of porridge to his mouth. Duan Shubai inadvertently noticed the neat row of teeth marks on the back of his right hand, and couldn't help sighing with emotion: "I thought it was a vegetarian. What a little fox, it ended up biting people with such sharp teeth."

Xiao Yuhe said angrily: "What if I just bit you, your meat is so hard, it made my tooth hurt."

"It hurts your tooth, and you still bite me so relentlessly? Later, I will go to the office hall to take off my shirt and let Chang Le come and count how many rows of teeth marks I have on my body."

Xiao Yuhe was ashamed and angry: "Duan Shubai! If you dare to do this, don't come back!"

Duan Shubai poked his face lovingly: "Don't worry, why would I show your mark to others, come on, open your mouth, and take another bite."

Xiao Yuhe pushed his hand away, "I'm full, I want to watch you eat."

"Husband, let me feed you, okay?"

"No, I don't like this kind of sweet stuff."

Xiao Yuhe snorted softly: "You don't like to eat this kind of sweet and greasy food. You like the pickled radishes made by Mrs. Dong herself. The dishes made by my young master Xiao make you lose your appetite, and the pickled radishes can make you hungry. Don't you have a big appetite? Qiu Ran, bring the jar of radishes that Miss Dong sent to my uncle to eat."

Qiu Ran nodded with a smile: "Yes, son."

"Wait, what are you serving, Qiu Ran, just throw it out for me, Yuhe, I have to tell you about this matter, from now on, all the pickled things sent by other messy people will be collected at home."

"Okay, okay, you want me to eat this porridge, will I be able to eat it?" Duan Shubai closed his eyes, compromised: "You can ask me to eat as many sweet potato fries as you like."

"Forget it, you'd better feed me, I don't want to torment you."

Duan Shubai fed Xiao Yuhe a bowl of bird's nest porridge, chatted with him for a while, and took a nap with Xiao Yuhe at noon. He kissed lightly and left.

This woman, Dong Yueyun, had already sent her and her father back to their former village during training in the morning. If she appeared in front of him again, don't blame him for being rude. He has never been a sympathetic person.

The idea of ​​the sweet potato tasting conference he proposed earlier is already in preparation, a small paving cone has been built on a street in the northeast, and the wooden houses that have been built in Xinyang City for so long, all his soldiers can It is used as a carpenter. Like the modern snack street, there are fixed pavements and small carts that can be pushed.

Each steamer is placed on the stove, and the steamed sweet potatoes give off a tempting aroma.

In the large oil pan next to it, sweet potato fries are still being fried enthusiastically. The sweet potato fries are wrapped in a layer of raw flour and roaring in the oil pan. The fried sweet potatoes are picked up. The crispy appearance attracts people's attention. The fried sweet potatoes are coated with a light layer of sour plum powder. The sourness not only melts the oily taste of frying, but also makes the sweetness of the sweet potatoes more attractive.

Just mouth watering.

Duan Shubai will not be harsh on his own people. The pot he prepared is here to fry sweet potato fries all day long. People in Xinyang City can eat whatever they want. After working hard for several months to grow food, it is not for them to live frugally With the hungry.

Before the tasting session started, he had to let them all eat their fill.

Duan Shubai told others: "From the day when the food tasting conference starts, Gong Rong, you send people to send twelve carriages, ox carts, and donkey carts to various villages and Yangcheng to pick up people every half an hour... "

Gong Rong nodded: "Yes."

After Duan Shubai finished explaining, he happened to meet Zhang Changle who came over, and stopped him with a sneer, "Changle, tell me the truth, who is spreading rumors behind my back?"

"Is it a group of people, or just one person? I must find out the leader. He even dared to arrange me in private. If I don't beat him hard with dozens of sticks, I will beat him with my own hands."

Seeing the layers of cold sweat on Zhang Changle's forehead, Duan Shubai smiled inwardly, this matter must have something to do with his confidant and beloved general.