"Yes, General Xie, don't worry, my subordinates are the most strict with their mouths. I'm sure no third person will know about this, so just hold on!" The guard hurriedly led the money and trotted out of Culun happily. General's Mansion.
Xie Lun swaggered back to the dormitory, lying on the big carved bed with his thighs crossed, humming a new ditty he learned from the soldiers in the Northeast: "It's the New Year in the first month, big brother." It’s the first day of the new year, every family has a reunion, the young ones give New Year greetings to the old ones... "
Thinking about braised beef for a while, Xie Lun could not stop the smug look on his face. He laughed and sang and hahaha from time to time. Then he thought about the fact that the old gangster Zhao Jingting was going to Guyuan to train two soldiers this time. Months later, he became even more hahahaha.
That old gangster Zhao Jingting was so overbearing and unreasonable that he was not allowed to eat meat. He even ordered that he not be allowed to touch any fishy meat in the kitchen of the General's Mansion. Do you think he really couldn't eat it? !
Hum hum!
I just had enough to eat today!
Tomorrow I want to eat pig head meat!
I will eat sheep and scorpions the day after tomorrow!
Xie Lun was hahahaha on the bed for half an hour, and then he heard the footsteps outside coming from far away. He thought you were the little guard coming back. He was surprised at how fast the little soldier's legs and feet were, and he couldn't help laughing. It came out in a gush, and I was so busy that I sat up and waited for his beef to come to my door, but...
This footsteps…
wrong!
These are the footsteps of the old gangster named Zhao!
Xie Lun suddenly panicked. Didn't Zhao Jingting go to Guyuan to train troops? Why are you back? !
Xie Lun's mind was in a mess, thinking about his braised beef and the messy scenes last night. He was so busy that he lay down on the bed, casually pulled the quilt over him, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Zhao Jingting walked into the bedroom and saw that there was still someone sleeping on the bed. He suddenly relaxed his steps. He walked quietly to the bed and sat down. Looking at Xie Lun's beautiful face, his dark face couldn't help but appear. With a gentle smile, he stretched out his hand to caress Xie Lun's face, but looked at his cold armor and paused again. He stood up and carefully took off his helmet, and then reached out to untie his helmet. armor.
The man pretending to be sleeping on the bed opened his eyes slightly. He glanced at Zhao Jingting's mountain-like body and watched him take off the armor. His eyes lingered on the man's strong and burly body. He had been in the army for three years. A man of ten years, this figure definitely made women look intimidated and the man jealous. For some reason, he suddenly felt a blush and his heart beat. He secretly cursed the old gangster a few times for infecting himself with such a shameless habit. , seeing Zhao Jingting about to turn around, he was so busy that he closed his eyes again.
Zhao Jingting took off his armor and only wore a black robe. He quietly sat on the bed and gently caressed Xie Lun's face with his big hands. Xie Lun was the youngest among Lu Zhishan's men. He is twenty-nine years old, but he is born with a smaller face, and his skin is fairer and smoother than others. Coupled with such a tall and lean body, he is said to be a young man who has not been crowned. , a lot of people believe it.
Zhao Jingting looked at the sleeping young man, and gently slid his fingertips on the young man's face. He felt so comfortable, and then he couldn't help but laugh out loud. The laughter was a little sweet, a little honest, and couldn't suppress it. of pride.