The importance of cannon fodder

Chapter 32

"Su Jiu, what are you thinking?"

Su Jiao was thinking, when the voice of a teenager in the stage of changing voice came from her ear.

"I didn't think about anything," Su Jiao raised her head and smiled at Feng Tian, ​​"It's late at night, go back to sleep."

"Where do you sleep?" The boy didn't leave, but asked.

"This..." Mr. Yun is occupying her bed, where should she sleep.

"Why don't you go to sleep with me." There was some expectation in the boy's clear eyes.

I don't know if it's a real girl or a gay, what is going on in his mind, go to sleep with him?Su Jiao quickly shook her head, "No need, I can sleep on the table."

"It's uncomfortable to sleep like that, go to my place." Feng Tian took Su Jiao's hand.

Only then did Su Jiao realize that this skinny young man, who looked less fat than her, was frighteningly strong, but her white hands were not as soft as imagined, but rather rough, with a thick layer of calluses.

Originally, Su Jiao thought that Fengtian told him to sleep together and squeezed into a bed, but she didn't expect him to let Su Jiao sleep on the bed, but she slept on the ground with a quilt all night.

Su Jiao peeked down from the bed, the young man closed his eyes, there was mist under his long eyelashes, his fair face was flushed, pink, like peach petals in March, this young man is really a bit silly and cute .

Mr. Yun was in a coma for two days and two nights before waking up. When Su Jiao brought him meals every day, she found that Mr. Yun was reading with a thick ancient book. The beard on his face became more distinct.

Su Jiao couldn't figure out what this Mr. Yun was doing. She said he was a Taoist priest, he could make alchemy, but why did he live in the capital instead of going to a Taoist temple in the mountains to practice hard? He also heard people calling him Yun occasionally. My lord, what is his position in the court?

Besides, Su Jiao memorized so many strange ancient books on weekdays. If these books were not old, Su Jiao really doubted that they were written by Mr. Yun himself, because the fonts of the two are very similar, and they are vigorous and powerful.

"Sir, the pen and ink you want." Su Jiao handed over the pen and ink.

"Su Jiu," the master took the pen and ink, put them aside, and called Su Jiao.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"Su Jiu, have you ever thought that some things don't need to be too persistent?"

"Sir, Su Jiu doesn't understand." Su Jiao raised her head and found that Mr. Yun was looking at him thoughtfully.

After a long time, Yunshangxi's beard moved and said, "You understand,"

"Sir, do you mean that I'm looking for my younger brother?" Su Jiao realized, maybe she had really worked hard in the past few years, but there was no clue.

The blood plate organization is like a demon born in the dark night, which makes people frightened and trembling, but there is no trace of him at all.

"Su Jiu, prepare a bucket of hot water for me, I want to take a bath." Yun Shangxi did not answer Su Jiu, but asked Su Jiao to fetch hot water.

After a while, Su Jiao made the hot water. Wang Da was doing these things before, but where did Wang Da go recently?Could it be that they got married and had children when they went home?I haven't seen him for so long.

"Sir, the hot water is ready." Su Jiao is like a little maid, well, she is actually a little maid.

Yun Shangxi put down the ancient book in his hand, and was supported by Su Jiao to the side of the wooden barrel.

"Okay, you go out." Yun Shangxi waved his hand, signaling Su Jiao to go out.

"Sir, can it work?" Su Jiao looked suspiciously at Mr. Yun who couldn't even stand upright.

"It's okay, let's go out."

Seeing that her husband's attitude was very clear, Su Jiao also thought that she was still a girl, so Su Jiao was eager to go out.

(End of this chapter)