hello little angel

The desert has no end in sight, against the boundless yellow sand, the huge sun sets, a piece of golden sunset, vast and lonely.

There is a rare city in the boundless yellow sand, named Zhaoyu, where the army is permanently stationed.Three years ago, the young general Chu led a mighty army to the desert. His main task was not to deal with military affairs, but to build a city in the yellow sand that was not afraid of storms and droughts.

Chu Zhao'an knows that stabilizing the frontier will not happen overnight, and requires long-term consideration and persistence.After the successful operation of Zhaoyuzhai, the army was able to recuperate. Only then did the frontier battles become stable, and the soldiers who had previously disobeyed Commander Chu Zhaoan began to respect him.

"General, Gao Lan has sent someone to submit a peace petition." The young lieutenant expressed joy in his words. This war has lasted intermittently for three years, and now it is finally victorious, and it is just around the corner to disarm and return home.

It's all thanks to the General!The lieutenant was full of gratitude and respect, and he raised his head to look at Chu Zhaoan who was checking the letter before he buried the case.

After three years of fighting, the once impetuous young master has become calm and stable. The yellow sand and red sun have made his face rough and resolute. Those who have experienced countless lives and deaths on the battlefield are more powerful, wrapped in the breath of gunpowder smoke and blood, Every move is intimidating.

"Send the book to the capital." Chu Zhaoan wrote with a pen, his falcon-like sharp eyes revealing deep meaning, "Three days later, the envoy of Gaolan will come to Beijing to negotiate, and I will personally escort him."

"You send this letter to the Zhou family in Biancheng for me, and make sure to hand it over to the master of the Zhou family, Zhou Chaoyun."

"Yes!"

The temperature dropped, the desert night was already cold, and with the arrival of late autumn, the chill penetrated through the layers of armor on his body, but Chu Zhaoan seemed to be unaware of it.

He has spent three severe winters in the wild yellow sand, and he almost forgot how the first snow in the south fluttered like catkins. He only remembered that the lake was cold, and the boy in the pavilion murmured that it was cold, and went straight into his arms.

Holding Zhou Xingyu was wonderful, soft but plump, light and satisfying. He once buried his head in Zhou Xingyu's hair and stole many kisses quietly.

"The sun of Wushan, the obstruction of high hills, morning clouds at dawn and rain at dusk."

"Day and night, under the balcony."

A hair band was wrapped around Chu Zhaoan's wrist, the workmanship was fine, the original aqua blue was stained with blood that couldn't be washed off, and the fabric at the edge was severely damaged, which was the result of being rubbed over and over again.

It was the only thing Chu Zhaoan asked Zhou Xingyu for when he left Biancheng.How many times when his life was hanging by a thread, he was pinched by Chu Zhao'an. He imagined the scene of Zhou Xingyu's stable life in Biancheng.

Gaolan has a magic method, which can make up for the natural loss of the human body.The only person Chu Zhaoan spared was an old Gaolan doctor named Qu Bi.According to his method, Chu Zhaoan ran around the desert all day long, collecting medicinal flowers that bloomed in rock caves at night. Now that the materials were collected, of course he wanted to return to the inner territory and take back Zhou Xingyu.

Now that there is a radical cure, what is the use of Ding Zheng?

"When I come back to see you, don't forget about me."

*

The winter in the south came quietly and slowly, which gave enough time for the son-in-law of the Zhou family to prepare a shield for his precious baby to resist this inadvertent and hidden winter.

"My lord, what is the purpose of bringing these red plums here?" Fu Chuan followed behind the Zhou family's son-in-law, and the two stood at the mouth of Zhou's Bay, waiting for a merchant ship coming from the north.Inside the boat are the coal and furs that have already been ordered, plus two boxes of red plums.

The cold wind tended to get bigger and bigger. Ding Zheng was holding the little sugar figurine in his hand. The sugar figurine smiled sweetly, and it was incompatible with this tall and sullen man.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Fu Chuan knew that he was in a state of confusion, and the reason was naturally the young master.Not long ago, the person who was excited to see the snow suddenly developed a fever three days ago, and slept for three whole days.Ding Zheng sat at the head of the bed and held his hand, guarding him all the time. He didn't go out to do errands until he heard the news that the thermal supplies had arrived in Biancheng.

For three years, Mr. Zhou taught Ding Zheng how to do things and managed the Zhou family firm, as if he was his own.Ding Zheng is very smart and learns quickly. He has been in charge of work for almost a year.

At first, Fu Chuan was worried that this person was just using the young master to plot against the Zhou family, but in the past three years, Ding Zheng's love for the young master can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.The picture of the tall man carefully holding the young master's hand, bowing his head and whispering softly to him, can be seen all year round, no matter where he goes, the whole Zhou mansion can always see it.

Ding Zheng has his own power outside, and there are many people who are afraid of him, but they have to admire his means.In the past three years, the Zhou family's onshore business has become bigger and bigger, which is Ding Zheng's first contribution.

When returning home, there was a light snowfall. In the past, there were always laughing days in winter, but today Ding Zheng was surprisingly cold.The soft white covered the courtyard walls, and those plants that thrived under Ding Zheng's care were also covered with a layer of snow white.

The only bright color in this courtyard is the bunch of bright red plums in Ding Zheng's hand.

"Are you awake?" Ding Zheng took off his cloak, opened the door and entered the room.

"Still asleep." Ping'er put away his clothes for him, and replied with lowered eyebrows, "I just broke out in a fine sweat, and my body temperature has dissipated."

"What clothes did you change for him?"

"Yes."

Ding Zheng paused for a moment, and warned: "Don't do unnecessary things."

Ping'er responded softly, lowered her head, opened the door and walked out slowly.

There is an earth dragon under the room, and a lot of charcoal fires are burned in the room, and the temperature is as warm as spring.The window at the end of the bed was propped up for ventilation, and Ding Zheng inserted the red plums by the window, and bursts of fragrance diffused in the room with the wind.

Kneeling in front of Zhou Xingyu's bed, he saw the little boy sleeping soundly with a blushing face. If he ignored his rapid breathing and abnormal body temperature, he would wake up the next second and scold him like a fool with a smile. .

"Aren't you arguing for the candy man? I'll give it to you when I wake up." The big hand carefully smoothed the long hair on Xiaotuanzi's cheeks. Ding Zheng still had the cold face of Hades outside. He wished he could turn into a puddle of warm water , Surrounded by Zhou Xingyu.

"It's snowing outside, it should last a whole day, you can see it when you wake up."

Ding Zheng had never seen Zhou Xingyu look so weak, maybe it was because of his joy, in the past few winters, he was at most chills and coughing, so taking good care of him was not a problem.But now lying on the bed like this, falling asleep, as if his whole body was frozen in winter and would never wake up again, Ding Zheng was caught off guard.

How calm he is in the eyes of outsiders, but only he himself knows that he is falling apart all the time, if Zhou Xingyu can't wake up, the first one to die will be Ding Zheng who was standing by his side.

"Last year you thought the smell of charcoal was strong, and you clamored to turn it off. If I refused, you would be angry." Xiaotuanzi frowning and pouting appeared in front of his eyes, and Ding Zheng smiled with the corners of his mouth open. "You were so angry that you pinched my ears and asked me to find a way. This year, I sent plum blossoms, so you won't be angry anymore."

"Baby, don't sleep."

Ding Zheng's kiss fell between Zhou Xingyu's lips, because of the heat, the touch was soft and warm, Ding Zheng held that lip in his mouth, and kissed and kissed, with an unbelievable tenderness.

"Wake up, okay?" There was begging in the man's voice, hoarse as if he was about to collapse, "Please."

*

Master Zhou was holding the letter paper with the smell of yellow sand in his hand. He called Ding Zheng to discuss with him. His great joy made him ignore Ding Zheng who was silent in the hall.Almost immediately, Master Zhou began to prepare for his trip to Beijing, planning for Ding Zheng to take Zhou Xingyu to meet the young General Chu, Chu Zhaoan.

The weather was mild that day, and Ding Zheng, who stayed by the bed as usual, heard a small whine.

Zhou Xingyu and the system watched several detective movies in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and they were still caught in the suspenseful plot. Unexpectedly, when they opened their eyes, they saw a downcast man with an unshaven beard, a pair of bloodshot eyes, and they locked themselves in with moisture.

"How did he become like this?" Zhou Xingyu was forced to accept his suffocating hug, but his brain hadn't reacted yet.

[This body has been in a coma for more than half a month, and it's normal for your husband to be like this. 】The system has been familiar with the way the two get along with each other for the past three years. Your husband speaks three words more fluently than anyone else.

"Ding Zheng, let go first..." Zhou Xingyu's voice was hoarse, and he was taken aback.But when he heard that Ding Zheng's voice was much hoarse than his own, he almost wondered if it was Ding Zheng who was unconscious before.

The news of Zhou Xingyu waking up spread, and there was another commotion in the mansion. It was already night time for the two of them to get along alone.

Sitting on Ding Zheng's forearm, Zhou Xingyu was very used to being carried to the table to be fed water by him like a child.He tugged on Ding Zheng's collar, wrinkled his little nose and sniffed, there was an unpleasant smell!

"Why is it stinky? How long has it been since you changed your clothes?" Xiaotuanzi habitually raised his hands to grab people's ears, and saw Ding Zheng's distorted expression of extreme fear but joy, his heart softened, and he comforted softly: "Scared Looking at you? I'm already used to it."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Holding the man's neck with both hands, Zhou Xingyu pressed his forehead against him, imitating Ding Zheng's usual posture and tone of comforting him, "Don't worry, I will always wake up."

Before he had time to look at Ding Zheng's expression, Zhou Xingyu was placed on the soft bed, and the man wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him from behind.

"The candy man I bought for you is no longer edible."

"It's fine if you can't buy it anymore."

"Baby, don't sleep for so long."

"What did you call me?"

"Yu'er. Don't scare me anymore, okay?"

Ding Zheng buried his head in Zhou Xingyu's neck, and the high bridge of his nose poked him with some pain, "Got it, go wash and change quickly!"

Ding Zheng didn't move, but pecked and kissed the slender neck of the man in his arms, Zhou Xingyu couldn't avoid it, so he simply lay back, nestled in the man's arms, and let him kiss him.

"I'm afraid we have to go to the capital." Ding Zheng explained without saying a word.

Of course he didn't want Zhou Xingyu to see Chu Zhao'an again, but he didn't want Zhou Xingyu to fall asleep again.Master Zhou discussed with him, and mentioned that Zhou Xingyu's lethargy was not the worst. Ding Zheng didn't even dare to imagine what kind of scene it would be if it was serious. It was something he dared not dream of in his nightmares.

"Do you miss him?" Ding Zheng lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, his tone sullen.

"Not very much."

"Brother An left a pendant when he left. Where did I put it?" Zhou Xingyu was about to get up, but was thrown down by Ding Zheng in the next second, and the man's arms fell by his ears. In front of him was his wolf-like sharp face. Eye.

"Brother An? You never called me brother."

"You're not my brother..."

"Then what am I?" Ding Zheng lowered his body and touched the tip of his nose, "Baby, what am I?"

Zhou Xingyu turned his head sideways, only the tips of his red ears were exposed.

Ding Zheng laughed, the laughter circling in his chest, it was very pleasant to hear.Zhou Xingyu's ears were itchy and even redder.The man on his body looked at the right moment, bit the little ear sideways, and held the soft pink flesh in his mouth, licking it again and again.

Ding Zheng kept his voice low and hoarse, "It's your husband, right?"

"Good boy, call me Husband."

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