"Ahem!"
The next second, Xie Lun sprayed minced mutton all over Zhao Jingting's face.
Zhao Jingting: "..."
Xie Lun drank less than half a bowl of mutton soup and finally calmed down. I don't know if it was because of the cough. Xie Lun blushed fiercely. He glared at Zhao Jingting and shouted in a low voice: "I am in good health. There’s no need for you to worry!”
Zhao Jingting took out the handkerchief and wiped all the mutton mince on his face, then shook his head and sighed: "Alan, being harsh is not convincing. Whether you are healthy or not, you have to tell me where you are."
The corner of Xie Lun's mouth twitched: "...Shut up for me!"
As expected, Zhao Jingting closed his mouth, but stood up and sat next to Xie Lun. Xie Lun ducked to one side, so he shamelessly squeezed in, and finally pushed Xie Lun to the window. Xie Lun glared at him. He said, "Why are you so shameless? No matter how healthy you are, you don't need to be dishonest when eating, right?"
"Alan!" Zhao Jingting couldn't laugh or cry, "I just want to sit and eat with you, why are you resisting me so much?"
Xie Lun grunted: "Two grown men, what are you doing so slimy?"
"What about men? Aren't we also a couple?" Zhao Jingting put her arms around Xie Lun's waist, put her chin on Xie Lun's shoulder, and said softly, "I'm usually too busy, leaving early and coming back late, so I can't Sit down and have a nice meal with you, Alan, you don’t know how much I miss you when I can’t see you.”
Xie Lun silently put down the rabbit leg in his hand, took out the handkerchief, wiped his hands slowly, and whispered: "Stop saying such disgusting words, it will make people's skin crawl all over."
Zhao Jingting leaned over and kissed Xie Lun's fair ears. Seeing the ears suddenly turn red, his heart softened suddenly: "Alan, it's great to have you. I used to feel like I was Piao Ping. Wandering around, I feel at home all over the world, but after having you, I feel more at ease, and I just feel that the place where you are is home.”
Xie Lun felt a little happy. He pursed his lips and whispered: "The place where you are is also my home."
Zhao Jingting hugged Xie Lun tighter, and Xie Lun did not hide. It was rare for him to have a free half-day, and he also wanted to get close to Zhao Jingting. The two of them were sitting on the second floor, and only the opposite window was open, so Not afraid of being seen, the two hugged each other quietly, enjoying the spring scenery in May.
"When I was in southern Xinjiang, I loved celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival the most," Xie Lun leaned into Zhao Jingting's arms and whispered. "The rice dumplings in southern Xinjiang are the most delicious. The ones with meat, ham, and egg yolk. Some of the soldiers were not used to eating, but I could eat six or seven in one meal. However, each soldier could only get four rice dumplings. I never had enough. The general always left his own for me, so I can eat it every year. I got eight rice dumplings, hehehe.”
Zhao Jingting said: "Yongzhan treats you well. Every time he sends something to Culun, most of it is definitely for you."
"Yes, the general treats me the best," Xie Lun pursed his lips and smiled, the young man's face showed the tenderness of recalling the past, "I am the youngest guard beside the general. I used to be weak and not worthy of the general. I was a bodyguard, but the general was extremely gracious and allowed me to practice martial arts with him. Later, I went to southern Xinjiang. In the past few years, the general refused to allow me to go to the front line. He said that I was young and could not see blood. When I was over ten Wucai finally allowed me to go to the battlefield. The general has been my dearest person for all these years. "