That emperor wants to gay me

Standing next to Zuo Anming, the personal bodyguard Mei Mei who was left behind by Jun Zifeng was a little clueless, although he knew that this was the person his master liked, but he didn't know how to speak.

Ma'am?

It seemed a little abrupt again.

After thinking about it, Qumei still called out Brother Gongzi.

"Brother Zuoer, my master has already left, you should go back."

Zuo Anming still stared blankly at the direction where Jun Zifeng disappeared, without moving.

"Second son from the left?"

After a while, Zuo Anming finally said: "He will come back safely, right?" It was like talking to himself or talking to Mei.

Mei, who was standing aside, heard the voice in Zuo Anming's eyes, and a gleam suddenly overflowed from the originally worried eyes.

"Yes, Grandpa will come back safely."

After all, Mei's eyes were also placed in the direction where Jun Zifeng disappeared.

He has been by Jun Zifeng's side longer than Zuo Anming, and he knows how powerful Jun Zifeng is than any shadow guard who stays by Jun Zifeng's side.

Therefore, he was not worried at all, but was even more worried about what would happen to the Xiongnu in the hands of Jun Zifeng.

For some reason, today's sky is extraordinarily blue and the sun is extraordinarily warm.

It seems that even today's weather is telling Zuo Anming that Jun Zifeng will return safely and the Xiongnu will definitely be defeated.

After a long time, Zuo Anming wrapped himself up, why did he feel so cold when the weather was so good today?The cold made him flustered.

Seeing Zuo Anming's appearance, Mei shook her head helplessly, and finally went to the military tent, took a shawl, and finally put it on Zuo Anming's shoulders.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the shawl that Mei took out happened to be gentlemanly.

Suddenly, Zuo Anming suddenly felt that the smell around him was a little familiar, his eyes froze slightly, and then his brows and eyes lowered, and he saw the shawl on his shoulder.

It was his shawl!

Wrapping the shawl again, Zuo Anming looked at it for a while, and finally walked into the tent with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

In the military tent, Zuo Anming sat in front of the desk where Jun Zifeng had sat, staring blankly at the map of the Ministry of Defense placed on the desk.

When Mei came back again, she brought a plate of hawthorn cake in her hand.

A plate of hawthorn cakes just fell into Zuo Anming's sight. Zuo Anming raised his head to meet Shang Mei's gaze, frowning slightly, and was about to say something when Mei preempted him.

"I got up last night to make this for the second son of Zuo. He said that you like to eat, and he also explained...

"What else did he say?

Seeing the brilliance in Zuo Anming's eyes, Mei Mei didn't feel it and smiled slightly: "He also said, if you miss him, try the hawthorn cake he made himself."

As soon as Mei's words fell, Zuo Anming couldn't wait to pick up a piece of hawthorn cake and put it in his mouth.

It's so sour, the kind that makes goosebumps all over your body!

But in Zuo Anming's heart, it was strangely sweet.

The infinite flamboyance of the corners of his mouth all showed his excitement.

Last night, after Zuo Anming fell asleep, Jun Zifeng deliberately got up and went to the fire food room. After making a plate of hawthorn cakes, he came back here and hugged Zuo Anming to sleep.

Thinking about it now, Zuo Anming found that Jun Zifeng is not a crazy gentleman, it seems that he is quite good at taking care of others.

Oh, no, he has always been good at taking care of me.

Thinking like this, the smile on Zuo Anming's face became deeper and deeper, and even Mei who was standing beside him now looked a little dull.

Without the company of Jun Zifeng, Zuo Anming felt that the time passed extremely hard, every minute and every second was a kind of torment Even so, Zuo Anming would go outside the military tent not long after to see the disappearance of Jun Zifeng Whether there is anyone in the direction, countless fantasies are still defeated after all. .

Empty!

Mei Mei looked at Zuo Anming's disappointed expression, and couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him: "Brother Zuo Ergong, please put your heart away, the Lord will definitely win."

Zuo Anming looked at the firmness in Mei's eyes, and nodded for the first time.

Later, Zuo Anming's eyes calmed down, and he didn't go out to see if Jun Zifeng would come back, but just missed him, and would pick up a piece of hawthorn cake and put it in his mouth.

This is as if Jun Zifeng is still by his side and has never led troops to fight in the front line.

Time passed, the sun and the moon alternated, and soon, the land of the Northern Wilderness was shrouded in moonlight, but the whiteness was still very obvious at a glance.

At this time, outside the military tent, Zuo Anming was wearing a shawl and standing in the early morning position, looking at the place where the gentleman's style disappeared, a living looking husband stone!

For a long time, there was no movement in the distance. "Today...won't you come back?"

Mei told him today that he might go out to fight for one day, two days, or even longer, but he is still a gentleman and can come back.

Mei looked at Zuo Anming and felt very uncomfortable, "Second Young Master Zuo, let's go in, it's getting late, you should rest.

After thinking about it, Zuo Anming could only pray for Jun Zifeng in his heart, and now he can't do anything. "Okay." In response, Zuo Anming just turned around, suddenly, his feet felt like an earthquake, and his heart trembled.

it's him.. is he back?

Turning around, Zuo Anming ran towards the direction where Jun Zifeng started.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer. Finally, Zuo Anming saw who was coming, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Woo!" Jun Zifeng stopped his horse, jumped off, and hugged Zuo Anming tightly.

"came back?"

"Little fool, I'm back.

After a while, Zuo An Mingsong came into the gentleman's style, walked around him, and then said: "It's good that you didn't get hurt."

He reached out and wiped away the blood under Jun Zifeng's eyes, then tapped his toes, and kissed Jun Zifeng's lips directly

After a while, Jun Zifeng also began to respond.

Hot and passionate!

inside the military tent.

Zuo Anming fetched bath water, then walked to Jun Zifeng's side, and said, "Take a bath and sleep."

Jun Zifeng nodded, and then took off his helmet.A smile appeared on his resolute face.

Zuo Anming stood opposite Jun Zifeng, and then withdrew from the uniform one by one.

The robust wheat-colored skin flooded into Zuo Anming's eyes.

However, Zuo Anming's eyes fell on the Ping An Fu on Jun Zifeng's chest.

It was broken in half, but it was still hung around the neck by Jun Zifeng.

He reached out and touched the jade pendant Ping An Fu.

"At the Battle Commander today, thanks to him blocking an arrow for me."

Listening to Jun Zifeng's calm talk, Zuo Anming seemed to be able to think of that scene.Facing Shang Junzifeng's gentle eyes, Zuo Anming said: "It's fine if you don't get hurt.

Jun Zifeng nodded and walked into the tub.

Zuo Anming stood behind Jun Zifeng, picked up the towel placed on the edge of the tub, and wiped Jun Zifeng's body seriously.

Suddenly, Zuo Anming's hand stopped on a scar on Jun Zifeng's back.Jun Zifeng turned his head slightly: "Fool, it doesn't hurt!" His eyes were full of warmth.

Suddenly, Zuo Anming hugged Jun Zifeng from behind, and put his head on Jun Zifeng's shoulder. "Do you know? I missed you all day today, and the hawthorn cake you made is delicious!"