After transmigrating into a scum attack, I rely on my ability to clean up [Quick Transmigration]

Although Su Yiyu went out this time with some carefully selected elites, the group of bandits on Beiwu Mountain had also been circling and taking root in the area for decades, and it was not so easy to deal with. Yao and Su Yiyu also entangled with them for a long time. Coupled with the days of coming and going on the road, the two have not seen each other for more than two months.

Seeing that his little book boy hesitated to go forward even though his face was excited, Su Yiyu's brows and eyes with icy eyes finally melted away, and the red birthmark at the corner of his eyes softened a little, and he embraced him with distress and longing , "A Li, I miss you so much!"

With the parting from the previous life and the uneasiness of these days, they all disappeared after hugging this person in his arms, and the real feeling of being hugged around his waist made Su Yiyu tighten his arms even more.

"Small one, the little one misses you too." Shen Li also missed the person in front of him very much, he didn't care about the difference between master and servant, and wrapped his arms around Su Yiyu's waist tightly, for fear that he would disappear if he let go.

Next to the burning stove, the two of them hugged each other quietly, enjoying the solitude of the two of them for a while.

At dinner, Su Yiyu didn't show up at the dining table. Marshal Su thought that his bastard son had gone out to have a party with friends, so he picked up the chopsticks indifferently, "Eat!"

On the other hand, the handsome lady at the side, the handkerchief that was only clenched in the hand under the dining table was already wrinkled, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

After getting off the dining table, he called the big maid beside him, gave some instructions, and after seeing the order to retreat, he looked at the plum blossoms blooming outside the window, and reached out to pluck a branch.

At best, it wasn't what she thought it would be.

Su Yiyu didn't know that his mother had already begun to doubt the relationship between him and Shen Li, and she didn't have time to eat dinner, and only cared about the wonderful feast in front of her eyes.

When he was finally satisfied, he looked at Shen Li lying on the bed like a dead fish, couldn't help but chuckled, leaned over and bit the back of his neck moderately, causing the people under him to beg for mercy .

"Master, it can't be done," Shen Li felt that he had spent the whole afternoon in a state of half-consciousness. It was really comfortable to be comfortable, but also really tired to be tired. He half-closed his eyes and his voice was a little hoarse. , "It's really not going to happen, if you go down, the little one will die."

As soon as the words fell, his head was lightly tapped like a feather, "No nonsense!"

Young Marshal Su couldn't hear the little book boy saying death on his lips, so he sternly stopped him.

But I didn't expect the little book boy to be frightened by this sound, and he didn't even care about his sore body. He got up and knelt on the bed, "Little one. I know I'm wrong, sir, don't be angry..." He raised his head when he said so. Hand slapped his cheek.

It was just stopped by Su Yiyu, looking at the little Shutong's fearful eyes.

Su Yiyu felt a little pain in his heart, how afraid he must be!

The two were silent for a while, just when Shen Li thought that Su Yiyu was in a hurry, the young commander in front of him spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing him,

"A Li, you don't have to be so afraid of me. I like you. You don't have to worry that I will lose my temper with you."

"Yes, but this is against the rules, young master." Shen Li couldn't figure out what the young master was thinking.

Thinking of the young master's flirting with him in the past, that little thought in Shen's heart would arise and be extinguished every time, and even now he was afraid, and did not dare to think about it.

Moreover, his identity does not allow him to have any daydreams.

Su Yiyu: "..."

Forget it, take your time!

Just when Shen Li thought he had said the wrong thing again, Su Yiyu got up and stuffed him into the bed, got out of bed, put on trousers and a jacket, opened the door and called the maid.

After a while, someone brought a basin of hot water and some food at the same time.

After Su Yiyu saw that the things were delivered, he drove the people out, wet the towel himself, lifted the quilt to help Shen Li wipe his body.

"Master!"

After being teased like this, Shen Li's whole body turned a beautiful pink, a little embarrassed,

"Master, I'll do it myself!"

The sound is similar to that of a cat meowing, thanks to the fact that the young commander is right in front of his eyes, and his ears are still good, "You come by yourself?"

Su Yiyu passed the towel through the hot water again, casually asked, "Can you reach it by yourself?"

Shen Li really wanted to say that it was enough, but the young commander's approach was so gentle that he didn't want to refuse at all. He couldn't struggle, so he obediently lay down on the bed, buried his head in the pillow, and acted like a blushing ostrich .

It wasn't until the person was wiped clean that Su Yiyu got up and threw the towel into the basin, then helped the person get dressed and carried him to the dining table, simply said, "Eat!"

Faced with such a young commander, Shen Li shook off the butler's advice to him in his head, obediently picked up the rice bowl in front of him, and began to chew slowly.

"Why is your padded jacket torn?"

After Su Yiyu had nothing to do, he looked at Shen Li, who was like a little hamster eating. With a glance, he saw that the cotton jacket on this man had a big tear at the waist.

"Broken?" Shen Li just found out, turned around and looked at it and didn't care, "It's okay, just wait for the little one to go back and fix it."

"Can it be mended?" Young Marshal Su doesn't care about the sufferings of the world, he really doesn't understand what can be mended in this tattered padded jacket, so he tugged on it in disgust, "Forget it, I'll take you to make it up tomorrow. "

"Master, this is against the rules!"

Rules, rules, seeing the little book boy dodging his eyes, Su Yiyu had a headache, the blame is that his character design this time is really bad, there is no way, he can only take his time, he rubbed the little book boy Hair, "Don't talk about the rules, I will be happy to buy it for you, be obedient!"

"Oh." Facing such a gentle young commander, Shen Li just felt like a dream, he took a mouthful of food in a daze, and didn't speak again.

Until the end of the meal, Su Yiyu asked him to stay in the room to sleep, and obediently agreed, lying in the room with his two big eyes staring at Su Yiyu who was washing up.

"Why, can't sleep?" Su Yiyu got on the bed, lay on her side, supported her head with one hand, and slowly rubbed Shen Li's slender waist with the other hand, "Are you still sore?"

Shen Li felt the young commander's gentleness with some trepidation, and immediately replied when he heard the question: "Not sour!"

Hearing his answer like this, Su Yiyu didn't stop, she still pressed it once and for all to relieve his soreness.

Feeling the big hands on his body gently massaging him, Shen Li had a very unreal feeling, like a dream, but a sound came from the top of his head, "Huh?"

He regained his composure and realized that he had asked what was in his heart. He was a little flustered, but he was embraced by the people beside him, and the young marshal's deep voice sounded above his head, "I will always treat you well, go to sleep!"

Su Yiyu put one arm around Shen Li's waist, gently squeezed his earlobe with the other hand, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "Go to sleep, I'm tired."

He had already traveled all the way, and after a huge amount of exercise, he fell asleep soon after saying goodnight to Shen Li.

In his deep sleep, he didn't realize that the person in his arms moved closer to him again, and after carefully kissing the lips in front of his eyes, he nestled in his arms contentedly, closed his eyes, put his arms around his waist, and said deeply. fell asleep.

The silver moonlight spilled into the dark room through the window, and shone on the two people hugging each other tightly on the bed, like glue, never separated.

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The next day, Young Marshal Su didn't go to the barracks, but took his little book boy to the street.

Looking at the bustling and bustling street, Su Yiyu felt strange.

In his original world, there were no such stalls of small merchants, and he could even lie at home and wait for someone to deliver to his door when shopping. In the previous world, as an idol, he didn't have much chance to go out and visit such lively fairs. In the city, it was really the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair.

Originally, he was just going to make a suit of clothes for Shen Li and leave, but now he really wants to take a walk around.

"Do you like this?"

Su Yiyu held a jade bracelet and asked the people around him.

"Master, this is worn by women." Looking at the stall owner's gaze, Shen Li's face felt a little hot.

"Really?" Su Yiyu felt nothing, put down the bracelet and walked forward, not forgetting to say to Shen Li, "Tell me what you like, and I will buy it for you."

"Master, I don't need anything." Shen Li touched the newly bought padded jacket on his body, feeling satisfied for a while, and really felt that there was nothing else he wanted.

But as soon as the words fell, there was a light tap on the head, and when he looked up, he fell into a pair of black eyes full of smiles, "Is it so easy to dismiss?"

Seeing the little book boy's dumbfounded look, Su Yiyu felt that he was too cute, and before he could say a few more words, he heard someone next to him calling his name, "Yiyu!"

Turning around, I saw the third son of the Gu family sitting on the second floor of a nearby teahouse waving at him.

Su Yiyu was a little unhappy to be interrupted when the two of them were alone, but Gu Sanben was Yuanshen's good friend, so it would be out of proportion not to say hello.

Su Yiyu led Shen Li to the private room where Gu San was, and when he entered the room, he saw his teasing eyes, gloating, "I heard from my old man yesterday that the Su and Liu families are getting married, so it's no problem for Miss Liu." Nian’s sincerity to you.”

"Get lost!" Su Yiyu shook his hat, "I didn't agree."

Gu San shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue the topic. Anyway, the purpose of disgusting Su Yiyu today has been achieved, and he will really be beaten if he continues.

"By the way, this time you..."

The two chatted about other things, and Su Yiyu also felt that Gu San could speak well with him, so he said a few more words, but he didn't realize that Shen Li behind him, with amber eyes looking at the disappearing shadows on the street, was full of emotions. Uneasy feeling.

After chatting with Gu San for a while, Su Yiyu bought some other interesting gadgets for Shen Li, and the two returned to the Marshal's Mansion from the market. As soon as they arrived at the door, Su Yiyu was intercepted by his subordinates waiting in front of the mansion. the barracks.

Shen Li watched Su Yiyu disappear into the street on a horse at the door, and then reluctantly returned to the mansion.

Unexpectedly, the maidservant next to the handsome wife was waiting at the door of his house, walked around him, her eyes were contemptuous, and her words were also superior, "Shen Li, the lady is here to invite you."