After time travel, I became the general's exclusive cook

"What are you doing here, are you causing me trouble?"

The cold, emotionless words hit Chu Qiu like hailstones, and the joyful young man had no time to react and could only stand there helplessly.

He knew that what he did was wrong, that he was self-willed, but...he just wanted to see him.

Mu Guichen stood there with his hands behind his back, and with just one look, he gave people a lot of pressure. The ground under the steps fell to his knees, and even Anan put away his smiling face and knelt on one knee, not daring to raise his head.

Only the red-eyed, stubborn boy who refused to bow his head met the man's indifferent eyes. This time, the boy was the loser.

"I just miss you, I'm afraid..."

Bean-sized teardrops dripped down his cheeks and onto the ground. Chu Qiu muttered to himself with lowered eyes. Everything about the dream was blurred. Chu Qiu didn't know what he wanted to confirm. , The man in front of me seems to have a slight overlap with someone.

There was a stalemate between the two, and finally the old housekeeper came out to smooth things over.

The butler who was over sixty squinted his eyes. He heard the commotion outside the door when he was in the mansion, but he didn't expect it to be a beautiful young man standing at the door of his mansion, looking quite aggrieved.

"General, what's the matter, this is more serious, it's not good to let people stand at the gate."

Mu Guichen's eyelids moved slightly, he brushed his outer robe lightly, turned around and walked towards the mansion. Chu Qiu stood there looking at the man's sturdy back, opened his mouth slightly, and then closed it again.

Without Mu Guichen's words, the group of people below did not dare to move.

"Why are you standing there, come in."

The old housekeeper followed behind Mu Guichen, winked at the generals, then cheerfully grabbed the young man's arm, dragged him into the room, and said as he walked, "I'm sorry, your hands are cold."

The old butler has worked in the Mu Mansion for so many years. Mu Guichen can be said to have watched him grow up. To put it mildly, he can be a grandfather at his age. These two children obviously care about each other, so why bother? That's the case.

Mu Guichen, who was walking in front, twitched his ears slightly, and his feet were a little messy, but his face was still expressionless. Gu Zi walked into the room, but Chu Qiu wanted to follow, but was locked outside the door.

The general was really angry, and the old butler followed the two of them, watching the door close in front of the young man. The already lost young man was even more lonely now, staring at the door obsessively.

"Hey, young master, follow me to the wing room to rest."

Judging from the situation, the relationship between the two of them will not get better today, let's settle the relationship first.

The steaming water covered his neck and shoulders, Chu Qiu buried his head in the water, leaving only a pair of red and swollen eyes outside, tilted his head in a daze, and gurgled bubbles from his mouth.

The prepared gifts were not given out yet, but the general was angry. Chu Qiu let out an old-fashioned breath and frowned tightly. How can I coax the general well? It's very difficult.

In the master bedroom separated by a wall, Mu Guichen was wearing a robe and sitting cross-legged on a low couch, holding a pen in his hand and lingering, the thick black ink dripped onto the gold-sprinkled rice paper, ruining a good handwriting.

Finally, he didn’t have the time to practice calligraphy. When he put down his pen, there was the sound of water in his ears. The annoying people couldn’t calm down. Is the sound insulation of the General’s Mansion so bad? Mu Guichen touched the jade pendant and wondered if it should be improved.

The whistling wind made a terrible noise through the gap in the window. Chu Qiu buried himself in the quilt and curled up into a ball, with sweat from being covered on his forehead.

"Boom!"

It started to thunder, the sound of huge thunder and lightning was muffled, and the white lightning was like a sharp sword splitting the clouds. The sycamore tree outside the house made a "rustling" sound, and the light brought by the lightning was reflected on the window paper, like a monster with teeth and claws Generally, exceptionally scary.

"Boom!"

It was another muffled thunder, the teenager curled up in a ball closed his eyes tightly, sporadic fragments began to flash in his mind, the little child was abandoned in the broken hut, the weather was dark, the thunder was mixed with big drops of rainwater On a thin body...

Mu Guichen looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, it was about to rain, and the young sobs sounded in his ears, Chu Qiu was always timid, so he didn't know if he would cry or not.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he obviously wanted to alienate this child, but seeing his sad look, he still couldn't let it go, Mu Guichen lowered his eyes, his thick and curly eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

The breathing in the quilt gradually stabilized, Mu Guichen sat on the side of the bed, his knuckle-knuckle hands were held by tender white fingers that were one size smaller, soft hair came out from the tight brocade quilt, and swept in the palm of his hand, Itchy.

This sitting lasted all night, until the sky turned pale, and then he stuffed the boy's hand back into the quilt and left softly.

When the old butler passed by the inner courtyard, he saw his general wearing a dark blue suit, holding a spear, and sweating in the martial arts field.

After Mu Guichen finished a set of marksmanship and stood still, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the old housekeeper looked at him with an indescribable meaning, which was not a good intention after all.

The old butler shook his head and went to the porter to check on the post.

Chu Qiu threw off the quilt in a jerk, suffocating his head in the quilt for a long time, feeling a lack of oxygen, Chu Qiu gasped for air with his mouth wide open, and dragged his clothes down his nose with his hands make up.

Eh~ Chu Qiu put aside his clothes in disgust, the sweat he sweated all night was absorbed by the cotton underwear, and it smelled sour.

Alas, the young man who sat on the bed and disliked himself sighed, took out his clothes from the end of the bed and put them on his body, he still has to find a way to coax the general today, let's postpone the shower.

The layout of the border mansion is simple, except for the needed tables, chairs and furniture, there are no valuables, and even the decorations are clay-fired pottery, which has a distinct folk atmosphere.

After washing up and eating the breakfast brought by his attendants, Chu Qiu packed his little baggage and went to look for Mu Guichen.

"Good morning, Uncle Housekeeper."

"Hey, hey, good morning, young master."

The butler is getting older, and he is happy to see a child. He is still such a polite child. After knowing that Chu Qiu was going to find Mu Guichen, he specially pointed him in the direction.

There was no battle today, as the coach, Mu Guichen didn't need to stay at the city defense office, he just dealt with official duties in the mansion, the air was much fresher after the rain, and the insects hidden in the grass were chirping and calling.

Chu Qiu's cheerful footsteps stopped at the door of the calligraphy, hesitating with his hands raised in the air, last night Mu Guichen's expression really scared him.

"Why don't you come in?"

He had heard footsteps a long time ago. Mu Guichen seemed to be serious about correcting the official document, but in fact he was paying attention to the outside door. After waiting for a long time, the boy didn't knock on the door, so he opened his mouth.

When Chu Qiu heard Mu Guichen's voice, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to push the door open.

The general with a straight back didn't look directly at him, intentionally or unintentionally ignoring the bright eyes of a young dog, and circled the official document with a vermilion pen in his hand.

"General..."

Chu Qiu rubbed his right foot with his left foot and moved towards Mu Guichen little by little. He took a step to see the man's expression, and then moved another step until he was less than a foot away from the man. He obediently waited for the man. done.

Mu Guichen leaned back, put one hand on his lap, and held a pen with the other, looking wantonly at this well-behaved child.

Why can't you be more obedient when you decide to come to the border without permission, now you know how to be obedient?Heh, bad boy.

"come over."

Mu Guichen put down his pen, stretched out his hand towards the boy, and sighed in his heart, when will he really harden his heart on him.

Chu Qiu is easy to coax, as long as you give him a little sweetness, all the unpleasantness will be forgotten, the young man rushes into Mu Guichen's arms with a small burden.

"General...don't be angry anymore."

There was a little one in his arms, and it raised its furry head to rub against the person, making Mu Guichen's heart itch, and the anger of the child coming to the border without permission disappeared in this soft and coquettish voice.

Chu Qiu nestled softly in Mu Guichen's arms, grabbed the man's skirt, straightened up and said lovingly, "I'm very obedient, how much you love me."