The general reborn is a monster bitch

"Group, group leader, is it because of what happened yesterday?"

Qi Jifeng's body froze, and he nodded slightly after a while.The three of them said quickly after seeing each other, "I'm sorry..."

"No, it has nothing to do with you, I still want to thank you for taking me out to play together!" After crying, Qi Jifeng calmed down a lot, raised his head and said with a smile.

"If we hadn't taken you to that store, you and Xiao Mingxing wouldn't have...become like this."

Qi Jifeng shook his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "The matter is just there, even if I don't look at it, I can't change anything."

Taking a deep breath, Qi Jifeng walked to his desk as usual. After standing still, he looked around the four of them and asked loudly, "Do you have anything you want to drink? I'll get it for you." The first thing in the office is to serve the four "masters" to eat and drink, today is an exception.

Seeing him like this, the three quickly waved their hands. How ruthless they are to order a person who has just been subjected to domestic violence.

Seeing Qi Jifeng calmly flipping through the few documents left over from yesterday with his extraordinarily colorful face, Liu Xiaohe pursed his lips, turned back to his desk and rummaged through it.

"Ah Xiao, you..."

"Don't move" forcefully pressed Qi Jifeng's head, Liu Xiaohe held the spray medicine in his hand and squirted wildly, the sound of squeaking was continuous, until Qi Jifeng sprayed until his brain was starved of oxygen before he stopped.

"This is medicine for bruises, three times a day, and the injuries on your face should be better at night." Putting the spray on Qi Jifeng's table, Liu Xiaohe said coldly.

"Thank you, A Xiao!" Qi Jifeng said earnestly, rubbing his fingers over the bruises on his forehead, feeling the slight coolness of the potion, no pain on his face or heart.

Liu Xiaohe snorted softly, and said impatiently: "Don't be too honest, if the surname Xiao hits you in the future, you will fight back, hit you if you can beat you, and run if you can't beat you. Stuck at home?"

"Laughing, what's so funny?" Bewildered by the smile on Qi Jifeng's face, the more he scolded Qi Jifeng for laughing more happily, Liu Xiaohe roared angrily: "I can't see my face, but it's even scarier when I smile."

Qi Jifeng seemed not to hear, and continued to look at Liu Xiaohe with a smile on his face.For many years, every time he had a conflict with Xiao Lan, he always resisted by himself, and he always took the initiative to show his favor to Xiao Lan afterwards. No matter who was right or wrong in the cause, he was wrong in the end.Sometimes Qi Jifeng would even think, if one day he doesn't go to Xiao Lan to admit his mistakes and ask for peace, will the relationship between the two of them, which is walking on thin ice, end like this?

"Hey, why are you crying again?" Liu Xiaohe looked at Qi Jifeng with a foolish expression on his face, only to see that this person was crying and laughing, like a lunatic whose spirit was stimulated.

"Oh, I'm going, isn't it just a man? As for you, don't cry yet." Being flustered by Qi Jifeng's crying, Liu Xiaohe couldn't hold back for a while, stepped forward and directly lifted Qi Jifeng from the chair.

Squeezing Qi Jifeng's shoulder, Liu Xiaohe said in distaste: "No wonder you are the one being beaten, who can you beat with such a small body? Let's work out with me from today, and I will teach you some grappling techniques. Guaranteed to let you control the enemy with three moves, it is safe to beat the surnamed Xiao."

Qi Jifeng was stunned and wanted to refuse, but Liu Xiaohe stared back at what he said, but he could only nod his head, agreeing to Liu Xiaohe's "on a whim".Hammering Qi Jifeng's chest hard, Liu Xiaohe expressed satisfaction with his "obedience" while disgusted.

In his opinion, domestic violence is not a problem at all, it is the same as fighting with teammates in the military camp, the point is whoever is violent, and if he is not capable, he will have to be beaten.If it was him, no matter who the opponent was, he would be beaten so hard that he would not even recognize himself.

At this time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sympathizes with us for a second, and in the future, the life of husband and wife will be literary and not violent.

Originally, the people in the office thought that Liu Xiaohe was just talking on the spur of the moment, but he actually took Qi Jifeng to the gym during the lunch break. They didn't rush back until the afternoon when they went to work, and then they didn't hear from their team leader all afternoon. I said a word.

As the time to get off work got closer, the distance between Qi Jifeng and the table became closer and closer. In the end, he simply lay his entire upper body on the table, and endured the soreness from his body with a breath of cool breath.If Xiao Lan's slap last night only made him hurt for half an hour, but Liu Xiaohe made him struggle to move all afternoon this afternoon.

"Is Team Leader Qi there? Someone is looking for you outside." A loud voice came from the half-open door, attracting the attention of everyone in the office.In the past, there were very few people in their department, and when they came, they all had a dejected face, and they left after a few weak words. It is not common for this passionate person like today.

Qi Jifeng slowly stood up from the chair, but the people outside couldn't wait any longer, and pushed away the guides blocking the doorway to reveal their true faces.

"Hello Team Leader Qi, I'm Michel, Xiao Lan's partner in the new play."

A long beige dress floated in from the door, and the strong smell of perfume pervaded the entire office in an instant. There was a decent smile on her beautiful face, which would not make people feel alienated but also rejected people thousands of miles away.

"You, hello, I'm Qi Jifeng." As if he didn't expect the other party to appear in the military building, Qi Jifeng stumblingly greeted him.Invisibly, he felt the sense of oppression Mihir brought him, especially when his clothes were messy and there were still bruises on his face that hadn't faded away.

Calmly looking at the person in front of him, Mihir walked into the smallest office in the military headquarters like a proud peacock giving alms.

While Michel was admiring the environment in the office openly, Liu Xiaohe manipulated the chair and slid to Qi Jifeng's side, kicked his butt lightly, and encouraged him in a low voice: "Don't be cowardly, stand up!" Keep your chest up and your eyes bright, don't let that woman compare you, what's the use of being good-looking, everyone in our group supports..."

"Goddess Mihir, can you sign me? I'm your fan."

"And me and me, I'm still a member of your Imperial City Fan Support Club!"

"My sister adores you so much, can you take a photo with me?"

"..."

After coughing twice in embarrassment, Liu Xiaohe firmly said: "I support you!"