Can a general do whatever he wants?

"What's going on with Feng Ming?"

Yan Yue rubbed the pulp of his right index finger with his left hand, "What the hell did he do to fish Yan He out?"

Zhao Ling rolled over while eating a piece of donkey, and said vaguely, "I don't know, it seems that he wants Yan He to hand over his woman. This man is very casual."

"Then he said that he will work with the Democratic Party to deal with foreigners and the Jing Party?"

Zhao Ling swallowed a piece of donkey in one gulp and rolled, changing from a squatting position to a standing position, "He always keeps his word, but boss, aren't you hungry? You have to take care of your sister-in-law today, and you won't be tired." You must be hungry. Can you have a piece?"

Zhao Ling handed Yan Yue a donkey roll,

Yan Yue looked at the candy-soaked donkey rolling with a cold face: "I'm not hungry, you eat by yourself."

"alright."

Yan Yue stared at Zhao Ling thoughtfully for a while.

"Zhao Ling."

"Ok?"

"You and Zhou Junye have been together for a long time, more and more alike—"

"puff!"

Zhao Ling spit out a piece of donkey and rolled, "Ahem, ahem. It's not...cough, Lord, how do you know that Zhou Junye and I are together..."

"Oh! It turns out that we are really together. Do you know what a crime it is to fall in love privately in the military?"

"No! Master, are you bluffing me?"

Yan Yue raised his eyebrows and asked jokingly:

"Hey, which of you two will be on and who will be off?"

"No..." Old Zhao Ling blushed, "This... this matter... I..."

"Okay, I get it now."

With a smile in Yan Yue's eyes, he patted Zhao Ling's shoulder, "Enjoy it."

"Father-"

Looking at the back of Yan Yue's leaving, Zhao Ling bit his lower lip with his upper teeth, wanting to cry without tears.

"Eh? Zhao Zhao, why are you beating your own chest?"

Just passing by Zhou Junye who was carrying two buckets of bath water, he looked at Zhao Ling with a confused face.

Zhao Linghong glared at Zhou Junye angrily: "What's more, it's all your fault! Your fault!"

In anger, Zhao Ling hurried back to the room past Zhou Junye who was in a hurry.

"Huh? My fault?"

Zhou Junye tilted his head, "What? Is it wrong to look good?"

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"I thought you ran away, but you came back so kindly to save me?"

"NO, NO, NO, I didn't save you because of you, I saved you because of beauty."

Feng Ming sat on the side of the bed and grinned at Yan He.

Yan He turned his face away from Feng Ming and snorted coldly: "I knew that there is no such thing as a free lunch."

Feng Ming laughed twice, and continued: "By the way, Yan He."

"what happened?"

"Do you have any relatives such as brothers and sisters who look very similar to you?"

Yan He glanced sideways at Feng Ming, and smacked his mouth, "Oh, yes."

Light cloud and wind.

"Hey!" Feng Ming became interested, his eyes flashed, he leaned close to Yan He and leaned on his shoulders, and behaved intimately: "How? How? What kind of person? I don't even have a brother who looks like me. I'm so curious~"

"Mr. Feng, I'm not very close to you. I'm close enough to tell you so many personal things about me?"

"Why~ I saved you, I'm your savior, why don't you kiss me?"

"Oh."

Yan He pushed away Feng Ming who was lying on his shoulders, "How do I remember that I jumped out of the window and ran out of the venue, and then let someone take advantage of it, and tied it up to his house."

"hey-hey."

"Don't be silly, Feng Ming, you have no good intentions. Now the foreigners are seriously injured and many officials are dead. The Democratic Party will definitely be arranged to search for the Jingdang. The real estate in your concession will be busy then. business."

"Hey, I'm not as busy as you. It's tiring to accompany the little girl every day~ Why don't you give it to me? I'll help you share it?"

After Yan He paused, he turned his head and looked at Feng Ming with the expression of you being an idiot: "Feng Ming, you must be sick."

"How do I remember that you are the one who is sick? You haven't seen a psychiatrist recently?"

"You investigate me?"

Feng Ming waved his hand, "I just heard about it just now. After all—more than half of this concession belongs to my family~"

Yan He took a deep breath, resisting the urge to argue with Feng Ming.

"If you want a woman, you can just take it. You can search casually in our house. Don't appear in front of me recently, okay?"

"okay!"

Feng Ming smiled and walked away from Yan He's side.

Seeing Feng Ming leave, Yan He closed his somewhat sore eyes, he finally had time to calm down and think about what happened recently.

A man who is very similar to Chen Ming, a man who is very similar to the teacher, Chen Ming... a man who is very similar to me, Yan Yue... the Democratic Party, Yan Yue who is wanted by the Democratic Party.

Suddenly, Yan He caught the key.

He snorted coldly, after all, he, Yan He, had to make a break with Yan Yue.The war between the Jingmin and the Ministries is inevitable. Instead of preventing it, it is better to let it happen smoothly. Before that, I just need to make sufficient preparations.

Yan Yue, I always want to beat you once.

After Feng Ming went to Yan He's house, he turned Yan He's house upside down and asked all the women in Yan He's house to take off their shoes.

To say that the second strangest person in this concession is Yan He, the first is this little Mr. Feng.

He always seems to have a unique style of doing things that is out of tune with the world.

"Um……"

Feng Ming bent down, touched his chin with one hand, and walked in front of the women standing in front of him.Feng Ming's extraordinarily serious eyes stared at the women like needles, making the women uncomfortable. Their toes were shy and joined together, which was very funny.It's like holding back urine for a long time and there is nowhere to vent.

"very strange--"

Feng Ming was sure that he had found out all the women in Yan and his family, but it seemed that there was no beauty he wanted.

Yan He, who was watching the play at the side, looked at Feng Ming's strange behavior with his arms around his arms, and said with a grin, "Young Master Feng, do you want to act out the story of 'Cinderella' here?"

Feng Ming scratched his head and straightened his waist, "Yan He, are these all the women in the house?"

Yan He nodded, and then he thought of a very detailed question, why did Feng Ming think that there would be a "beauty" hidden in my house, and he specified to look at the women's feet.

"Feng Ming, have you sneaked into my house before and molested people in my house? Hmm?"

"what?"

Feng Ming sneered, "Is there? Why don't I remember?"

"okay."

Yan He waved his hand, and said helplessly, "For the sake of saving me, I don't care about the past, I can help you check."

"really?"

Yan He nodded, "However, you have to tell me when, where, and what beauty you saw."

Feng Ming told Yan He the truth. After hearing this, Yan He frowned for no reason at first, and then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Feng Ming hahaha, don't you look at people's faces? Even if you don't look at faces, you should at least look at chests or something."

Feng Ming touched his breasts with an innocent expression: "I remember her breasts are so small...but this is not important. I like small breasts."

"Ha ha ha ha."

After a long time, it turned out that Feng Ming liked Chen Ming, Yan He's light smile turned into a wild laugh, and then he held his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

He laughed until the corners of his eyes couldn't hold back tears.

"You like him, you actually like him hahahahahaha..."