Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

"Since it's not possible, why are you laughing at me?" Mu Jiaren muttered indignantly, walked to the sofa, grabbed the sofa pillows and slammed them on the sofa vigorously.

"Hey, my lady, you can't smash this. This is Marshal Quan's favorite pillow." The nanny screamed and quickly put down the teacup in her hand, grabbed the pillow from Mu Jiaren's hand and carefully protected it. arms.

Mu Jiaren, who was standing there, was shocked again. She fixedly looked at the big yellow buck-toothed funny rabbit pillow with two long ears in the nanny's arms, and was so shocked that she couldn't say a word.

Did she hear correctly?Quan Xiao is a majestic marshal of a country, usually in front of people, he is awe-inspiring and cool, but... he actually likes this kind of funny rabbit?

This... the painting style is wrong.

Looking at this funny rabbit again, although it was washed very clean, it was really dilapidated, as if it was a bit old. Mu Jiaren speculated, could there be a story about the origin of this rabbit?
Seeing the nanny carefully protecting the rabbit, Mu Jiaren couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh.

Qingyan happened to pass by and saw this scene, and then Mu Jiaren's probing eyes fell on Qingyan, Qingyan clamped the black folder in his hand, lowered his head and hurried past, always feeling a burning gaze staring at him.

Your Excellency is good at everything, but this hobby... is indeed a bit too...

"dong dong dong"

Quan Xiao's deep voice sounded in the study: "Come in."

Walking to the center of the study, Qing Yan paid a military salute, then took out the folder under his arm and spread out all the materials in front of Quan Xiao: "Your Excellency, the specific reasons for this gun misfire incident are here. The story presented by the officers of the training camp."

Seriously looked at the information handed over by Qingyan, it was written that because a recruit was timid, he hid in the sentry box when he was on guard at night, accidentally pulled the trigger in his hand, and hit the door of the sentry box, Fortunately, there were no casualties.

After closing the document, Quan Xiao probably understood the ins and outs of this matter in his heart. He leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes silently, and rubbed the center of his brows lightly.

"Your Excellency, how do you plan to deal with this new recruit?" Qing Yan asked cautiously, observing Quan Xiao's face and guessing.

"Are all recruits so timid now?" Will they be frightened when standing guard at night?If this recruit stood in front of him, he would really go up and beat him up.

Qingyan smiled awkwardly: "He's new here."

This recruit is miserable. Hearing what the marshal said, he will definitely be dismissed from the military. Once dismissed from the military, it will be recorded in the file. This stain will be carried on the recruit's body for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to lift his head.

Qingyan secretly sweated for this recruit.

Suddenly, Quan Xiao got up, opened his eyes, got up, walked to the French window with his hands behind his back, looked at the withered trees outside the window and said slowly: "Sentence to the instructor of the army training concentration camp in x City."

"Is there any more?" Qingyan asked uncertainly.

Quan Xiao turned his head and looked at Qing Yan with long and narrow eyes impatiently: "What else?"

When did the adjutant dare to question his decision?
"No, no, yes! Your Excellency!" Qing Yan respectfully gave a military salute, and replied forcefully.

When did the Marshal become so merciful?This is not like the marshal's usual style. He has been with the marshal for so long. Others don't know him, but Qingyan knows him very well.

As the head of the armed forces, Marshal Quan has always been ruthless. One is one, and two is two. If the gun goes off, he should be dismissed from the military and punished severely. But this time...it really doesn't look like Marshal's way of doing things.

Could it be that people in love are so kind and kind?

"Is there anything else?" Quan Xiao returned to his former ruthlessness, and cast a sharp glance at Qingyan.

What is this kid thinking in a daze?Quan Xiao stared at Qing Yan closely
After brewing for a while, Qingyan finally hesitated and said: "Your Excellency, I'm afraid you have to explain that rabbit to Miss Mu."

Suddenly, Quan Xiao's eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself: "Rabbit?" Two sharp eyebrows frowned.

……

The spacious Sikong family living room~
The wall clock on the snow-white wall had indicated that it was one o'clock in the morning, and Qin Aizhen was pacing back and forth in the empty living room in a soft snow-white mink fur shawl.

"Where did you go? I couldn't get through to the phone, and I didn't go to the company. It's really worrying." The inexplicable disappearance of her son Si Kongjin made Qin Aizhen lose her senses. She didn't get any news from her son Sikong Jin for a whole day.

After breakfast in the morning, Qin Aizhen planned to continue playing mahjong with her poker friends, but suddenly received a call from the company secretary, asking about Si Kongjin's whereabouts, Qin Aizhen knew that her son Sikongjin hadn't gone to the company at all.

"Madam, it's getting late, staying up late is not good for your health, I'll wait here, you'd better go up and rest." Wu Ma couldn't bear to see the host's anxious face and huge dark circles.

Qin Aizhen didn't appreciate it, and impatiently waved her hand at Wu Ma and reprimanded her: "Take a rest, why don't you take a rest, my son is gone, I don't know whether he is alive or dead, how can I sleep?"

Mama Wu was so scared that she didn't dare to continue talking, so she had to shut up and stay by her side silently.

Could it be that he was kidnapped?No, if he was kidnapped in the afternoon, the kidnapper should have called for a ransom, why?
The son can't disappear for no reason, can he?Qin Aizhen's heart was hanging in mid-air, and suddenly she was so startled that she screamed: "Oh my god, can't it be that you were torn apart?"

This thought frightened Qin Aizhen into a cold sweat. She suddenly stopped in her tracks, as if Si Kongjin had really been torn apart. She couldn't calm down any longer, walked to the table, picked up the phone, and dialed 110.
"Bang!"

As soon as she picked up the phone, she heard movement in the yard. Qin Aizhen was startled. Could it be that her son came back and almost ran out.

Under the silent street lamp, a vague figure walked towards this side with unsteady steps, but Qin Aizhen recognized her son Sikong Jin at a glance, and ran over yelling.

The smell of alcohol suddenly wafted from her body, Qin Aizhen saw her son Sikong Jin's usually handsome cheeks were flushed at this moment, there was no doubt that he went to drink.

"Mother Wu, what are you doing there? Hurry up, come and help me support him!" Qin Aizhen supported her son who was sloppy on his feet, but her physical strength simply couldn't support his burly and tall body.

Wu Ma regained her senses and ran over in a hurry.

……

In Sikong Jin's bedroom.

Under Qin Aizhen's instructions, the nanny changed Sikong Jin's towel over and over again. The towel was placed on Sikong Jin's broad and clean forehead, and he lay on the bed in a daze, talking nonsense.

"Mu Jiaren, I...I think, you..." Some fragments of words popped out of Sikong Jin's lips intermittently, Qin Aizhen sat by the bed, pricked up her ears and listened seriously.

"I miss you so much, beauty..." Si Kong Jin muttered again.

The nanny stood there in embarrassment, holding a towel in her hand, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.