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Chang Ming: You don't know that there should be a daily chapter until I'm in love!

Chu Guangliang was sincerely happy with the reinstatement of Officer Chang Ming, and he wanted to celebrate with some wild game and some good wine, so as to clean up the dust for the Seventh Battalion Commander and those newly promoted military officers, but Chang Ming couldn't figure out what he was thinking. What, just didn't invite Yijing, so I had to go up to him and ask him: "Ah Liang, can I bring my relatives?"

"Of course", Chu Guangliang agreed casually, and then remembered that Yijing was also among Changming's relatives.

Yijing sat quietly on a grass field, watching the bonfire not far away, his eyes were empty and lost in thought, and no one cared about it in the bustle, only Chang Ming snatched half a rabbit for him, and the fragrance was overflowing.

"This is only baked by me, try it while it's hot!"

Yijing was called back to his senses by him, took the half rabbit, first tore off the rabbit legs and fed it to Chang Ming, then went to tear the rabbit meat, and asked Chang Ming, "Why is there only half of it? Who robbed me of half of it?" A rabbit?"

"I don't know either." Chang Ming sat down cross-legged beside him, "It was a rabbit that set the fire on fire. I turned around and became such a virtue."

Yijing couldn't help laughing, and chuckled, Changming turned his head to look at him, and laughed out loud at the same time.

"Finally there is a movement." Chang Ming seemed relieved, "At this time, you don't eat and drink, but sit here alone in a daze. What are you doing?"

"I can't tell." Yijing slowly chewed the rabbit meat in his mouth. The slightly spicy taste was well grasped. Yijing almost forgot that Li Changming was a person who was not good at cooking. Huan said: "I feel vaguely uneasy in my heart. I always feel that I have forgotten something, so I racked my brains to remind myself to remember."

"Princess Reckless?" Chang Ming guessed.

Yijing thought for a while, then sighed: "I don't know where I forgot something, but I feel a little nervous."

Hearing this, Chang Ming rested his chin on his hand, and accompanied him with a sad face, while Yi Jing smiled and talked to him about other things, so as not to cause both of them to feel depressed inexplicably.

Rao is whispering here, but there are also seven battalion commanders, who are not easily forgotten, and before the two of them elaborate, someone comes to toast with a large wine altar bowl, and Chang Mingyuan sees someone coming, and he thinks there is someone coming. To discuss important matters, he asked Yijing to eat and drink, and got up to greet him.

"The battalion commander is here, come here, I respect you!" Liu Ke said, filling the wine bowl and holding it to Chang Ming, and several people behind him booed together.

"I don't have any alcohol left, so I use water instead of wine to express my feelings." Chang Ming was talking, and Chu Guangliang had already brought him water.

Originally Chang Ming was a Shangguan, Liu Ke did not dare to refuse, so he agreed, but the people behind him were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, saying that the battalion commander was being fickle, even a sip of strong wine was also a heart, how could Qing Shui Count.

"It's easy to get drunk after drinking alcohol." Chang Ming turned his eyes to the crowd calmly, "I see some people are also drunk."

Chu Guangliang smiled and said: "It's rare for everyone to be happy tonight, some drunk and disrespectful, let's forget it."

The two people sang the double reeds to complement each other. No matter they were sober or not, they were all sobered by fright, which made Yijing laugh, so he reached out and patted the back of Chang Ming's hand, and Chang Ming stretched out his hand without looking back. , and dragged Yijing up.

At night, the lights were dark, and there was no movement in Yijing. At first, everyone didn't know that there was another person beside the battalion commander. They didn't expect this person to come out suddenly.

Yijing took the full bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and handed a clean sea bowl to someone.

"Your battalion commander never drinks alcohol. If you sober up for too long, the affairs of the Seventh Battalion will pile up like a mountain." Yijing smiled.

Only then did everyone react—isn't this the great army commander in Xuanwu Pavilion?

Chang Ming frowned and asked him, "Your wounds haven't healed yet, so you can't drink."

"It's not a problem, the flesh is almost growing, and it's a little itchy recently." Yijing subconsciously touched his waist and abdomen, blinked and said to him: "I just wanted to protect myself from drinking."

Chang Ming kicked his little foot with a dark face.

Seeing the arrival of the army commander, everyone greeted them with both surprise and joy. When talking about why he had been missing, Yijing said pointedly: "Today the army commander is not among the invited ones. I rely on the seventh battalion commander." Nepotism."

Chu Guangliang folded his arms and hummed softly. Everyone laughed and wanted to coax Yijing into drunk again. Chang Ming put on a straight face and stopped Yijing behind him, staring fiercely. Everyone dispersed like birds and beasts.

"What kind of messy rules, but those wines are indispensable!"

Yijing shook his head with a smile, and said: "Without these drinks, where are the favors traded, socializing everywhere, doing whatever they want, and those who do not do things for business, but do big things outside."

"But the person you admire, you can entrust important tasks without this wine, and the person you hate and hate, even if you have wine, you can't do anything." After saying this, Chang Ming realized that what he said was so boring, and laughed at himself: "This is just my good life, no flattery, flattery, it's not like this in the world."

"If you can live a good life, don't think about those hard times, and don't care about the hypocrisy of the officialdom when you can make progress based on virtue." Yijing smiled lightly, and tore off a piece of rabbit meat for him.

The commander of the Seventh Battalion finally understood how irreplaceable the current commander of the army is to Ning Wu.

"Uncle Qing!" A childish sound made Chang Ming turn around in surprise. In front of him was Shuze's magnified face. His eyes were bright and sharp. It was so cute that Chang Ming couldn't help but smile gently. He gave him all the rabbit meat in his hand and let him Sitting next to him and eating slowly.

"Why did you come here?" Yijing asked Shuze.

"Father is free today, take me and my sister out to play." Shuze raised his finger and pointed to Xingcheng and Chenying in the distance, and Ye Xiang who was running left and right with Shuya in his arms. Although he didn't hear the laughter, But you can see the smile of the bright stars.

Chang Ming touched Shuze's head, and said: "Then eat first, and I will send uncle Qing here to bring some food and drink to your father, monarch, and mother."

"it is good!"

Shuze readily agreed, buried her head in a few mouthfuls of rabbit meat, and suddenly felt that someone had knocked him on the head lightly, and when she looked back, her father had arrived by her side at some point.

"Father!"

Yijing and Changming over there turned their heads, and their colleague Sheng greeted them.

Xingcheng looked down at the rabbit meat his son brought up, let Shuze eat it by himself, and said dumbfoundedly: "Didn't I say that? Don't stay too far away from me."

"I'm already nine years old! I can't get lost!" Shuze looked up at him with a greasy mouth.

Xing Cheng couldn't bear to look directly at him and took a handkerchief to wipe his face: "Let's talk about it when you are 90 years old."

After Xing Sheng took Shuze away, the people in the Seventh Battalion had already forgotten the existence of Yijing and Changming. The voices of people in the distance were noisy, and the night sky above them was silent. Leaning wantonly on the big tree behind him, he hugged Yijing's arm beside him, feeling that it was not cool, so he rolled up his sleeves and pressed them against his face.

Yijing listened to the wind in the valley blowing past his ears, took off the folding fan from the back of his waist that he had not had time to put back in the room, and unfolded it casually to fan him.

"It's almost autumn now, and you still feel stuffy?"

"Hmm..." Chang Ming moved his head, his chin resting on his elbow bit by bit, like a small hot ball of fire brushing past his arm, it wasn't burned, but warm.

Yijing frowned, put away the folding fan in his hand, and raised his hand to probe Changming's forehead.

"Your forehead seems a little hot?"

"No way?" Chang Ming rubbed his arm with his hair, "I don't feel any discomfort, but my heart is itchy..."

"Ah?" Yijing didn't know what kind of description this was, but just to be on the safe side, he helped Chang Ming up, "Leave them alone, let's go home, maybe it's because of the trouble recently, and have a good sleep."

Chang Ming just listened to Yijing's voice, didn't think much about it, and let Yijing take him back in a daze.

Entering the door, Yijing took off his girdle coat for him, removed his weapons, shoes and socks, and placed them on the soft bed. He was about to get up and go outside to fetch water for him, but Chang Ming stretched out his hand to hold him back.

"I'm not leaving, I'm just going to get you a basin of water." It's not like Chang Ming was sick, but Yijing had never seen anyone else he could be attached to when he was sick. Yijing seemed to understand why Chang Ming said he had a little heart Itches.

Yijing stretched out his hand to touch Chang Ming's cheek, and guessed: "Are you...are you going to be in heat?"

Chang Ming was so frightened by these words that he immediately jumped up from the bed, looking at him dully, but Yijing quite consciously stepped forward to inhale Jiang Yuan's breath on his neck, and said decisively: "Your The taste is a bit sweeter than usual, there is nothing wrong with it.”

Chang Ming pushed his elbow forward to let Yi Jing push away a little bit, with a calm expression on his face, he refused the worse entanglement, and began to talk about him: "I know you are a veteran, so I am ashamed to say it. "

"What's so embarrassing?" Yijing grabbed his wrist and took his hand to untie his clothes, "I can satisfy you."

Chang Ming reached out to poke his chest: "I haven't reached that point yet, believe it or not, I'll take medicine."

Yijing picked up his other hand and let him hug his neck, while he gnawed on his face, and put him back on the bed, caressing and kneading him, but it was just a few times of dawdling, in his mind But he was full of thoughts about the various scenes when the two were intimate in the past, and his blood was racing uncontrollably.

"You will need it." Yijing kissed his lips, and stretched out his hand to tear off the curtain.

"You really won't let me take medicine?" Chang Ming embraced Yijing with his arms, let Yijing lean down a little, and he also supported his head by relay, and the two became more intimate, "The commander will go down here tomorrow." couch?"

"Who said I can let you stay tomorrow?"

"Your official document says so."

"Let Xingcheng talk to Gongwen."

Chang Ming chuckled, and the two of them fell on the couch together.

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