The little general is my favorite [Rebirth]

Qi Xuan knew in his heart that he and Song Huai in his previous life were two selfish cowards who sneaked together and believed that they had deep affection, but dared not take responsibility to solve the problems between them.

After making an irreparable mistake, they separated in a hurry, but it was just another escape.

Therefore, after being reborn, Qi Xuan "arbitrarily decides", and the problems and responsibilities that the two of them avoided in the previous life will be faced and carried by him in this life.

He couldn't wait to express his heart to Song Huai, and without discussing it with him, he confessed to the Dingbeihous and his wife and asked for their consent. He was using the love of Dingbeihous and his wife for Song Huai to force them to accept him.

At that time, he didn't know the past between Dingbeihou and his father, so he thought he could get the permission of Dingbeihou and his wife.

After being together with Song Huai, she talked sweetly, made skin to skin, and spared no effort to let Song Huai know that she likes him, how much she likes him, and captured Song Huai's heart step by step.

He also advertised that he was a broken sleeve, told Song Huai that he was determined to marry him, and forced Song Huai not to give up on him, so he could only go on with him.

He admitted that he was scheming against Song Huai, forcing Song Huai, stepping into his trap step by step, becoming his prey, and being raised by him. From then on, his heart and eyes were all about him.

"You decide everything by yourself, just want me to know nothing and follow you like a fool!"

Therefore, facing Song Huai's questioning, Qi Xuan is irrefutable.

He did all of this, and he claimed to be responsible for everything, but because——

He didn't dare to let Song Huai choose.

"I'm sorry." Hugging the person in his arms, Qi Xuan's voice was choked with sobs: "I just... dare not let you choose."

Putting his forehead against Song Huai's forehead, hugging him tightly, Qi Xuan's voice trembled: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid you won't choose me."

I never doubt that you love me, but I am afraid that to you, I am not the most important and can be given up.

"will not."

Pulling the distance between the two, Song Huai looked at him, speaking with a soft nasal voice: "When I said I like you, I was telling the truth."

"I said that you are unusual to me, and it is also true."

"For me, either stay by your side and advance and retreat with you, or stay behind you and follow you far away."

"Whether we are together or not, it is only you, there is no other choice."

Qi Xuan looked at him, his vision blurred in an instant, he choked up and asked: "But you said, I would rather never like me..."

"Yes..." Song Huai smiled miserably: "Because I suddenly realized that once I like you, there is no way out."

Song Huai: "But I'm not alone. I'm the son of Dingbei Hou. I'm the blood of the Song family. My whole life has been tied to the Northern Guards and the people of Northern Xinjiang..."

"That's the responsibility I have to shoulder...so we shouldn't be together, we can't be together..."

Song Huai grabbed the clothes around Qi Xuan's waist, lowered his head, and cried again: "But I just like you, so much that I want to stay by your side regardless of everything. As long as you still want me, I won't let you go."

Qi Xuan stared at him blankly. In her previous life, Ahuai also said that as long as you don't marry a wife, I will follow you and be entangled with you for the rest of your life.

"If I never liked you, I wouldn't have to face such a choice..." Song Huai burst into tears again, and his voice was aggrieved: "There is no if! I just like you that much."

One sentence easily broke the bitterness in Qi Xuan's heart. The wine that had been brewed after ten years of tossing and turning, was warmed by the person in front of him, and it actually exuded an attractive aroma.

I thought that Ah Huai was not mature enough and firm enough, but it was the first time I fell in love with someone, so I chose a difficult path. Doubt and retreat were inevitable.

Unexpectedly, it was precisely because Song Huai was immature that his liking was more intense, more straightforward, and more reckless, just like in the previous life, knowing that he shouldn't, he still walked towards him without hesitation.

The youth's love, burning, turned out to be so hot that it scalded his heart.

Qi Xuan laughed, held Song Huai's face in his hands, wiped away the tears, kissed his forehead, and sighed contentedly: "That's great! Thank you for liking me so much."

Sansheng is lucky, you like it.

Song Huai let go of his arms around his waist, wrapped his arms around his neck, leaned close to Qi Xuan, looked at him with bright eyes, and said softly, "Then don't be angry."

Qi Xuan hugged his waist and kissed his lips, "Don't be angry, I won't lose my temper with you again."

Song Huai pouted and complained: "You still said you won't bully me outside..." Sweet words are simply not believable!

Qi Xuan choked, thought for a while, and defended himself: "That's not bullying."

Song Huai raised his eyelids to look at him.Qi Xuan raised Song Huai's chin with his fingertips, lowered his voice, and bewitched, "That's because I like you."

Kissed Song Huai's lips, the plump lips flicked, Qi Xuan's eyes darkened, and he spoke again with a hoarse voice: "Ah Huai, can you take a bath?"

Song Huai was stunned for a moment, his face flushed after understanding his hint, he turned his head to avoid his sight, and Qi Xuan buckled his belt and came back, "I'll wash it for you."

After saying that, he picked him up horizontally, Song Huai struggled a few times, and felt hypocritical again, raised his hand to cover his face, and let Qi Xuan carry him into the bathroom behind.

Changkang prepared hot water when the two entered the house, and Qi Xuan stripped off the bloody clothes on the two of them, and dragged them into the tub.

Qi Xuan's bathtub is not small, but it is not spacious enough to squeeze two men into it.

Qi Xuan sat behind Song Huai, rubbing the soap on his body.

"Don't—" Song Huai shook his body, pressed Qi Xuan's hand, trying to snatch the fragrant soap from his hand: "I will do it myself!"

Song Huai had never been served like this before. The hot water made his cheeks flush, and Qi Xuan's movements made him even hotter. His fingertips were running on his skin, which was hotter than the temperature of the water, making him shiver. endlessly.

Qi Xuan refused to let go, the other hand strangled Song Huai's waist, pressed against his back, and at the same time whispered in his ear: "This is how I washed you last time."

Qi Xuan slowly brushed against Song Huai's chest, moving down along his waist, "You are drunk, leaning in my arms, you are very good."

Song Huai tightened his legs, but Qi Xuan didn't let him go, "This place needs to be cleaned too."

Song Huai regretted that he hadn't struggled more intensely just now, but half-pushed and half-agreed to let Qi Xuan take a bath for himself.

Last time I was drunk, my memory of taking a bath was a little fuzzy, but now with Qi Xuan's movements, it became clear again.In front of him, Qi Xuan's hands kept making troubles, and behind him, his burning desire pressed against him.

Song Huai's body trembled slightly, unable to support himself, he raised his head and leaned into Qi Xuan's chest, let out a light gasp, felt ashamed, and quickly bit his lip.

Qi Xuan chuckled, pinched his chin with the other hand, and made him relax: "Don't bite, the previous answer answered me, it made you feel better, tell me."

Song Huai's legs were trembling, and impatiently, he bit Qi Xuan's finger.

Qi Xuan didn't pull it out, but hooked his fingers and licked his uvula.

Song Huai was ashamed and angry, spit out his fingers, turned his head, and bit Qi Xuan's neck.

"Hiss—" Qi Xuan cried out in pain, Ah Huai's biting habit is really bad.

But he likes it.

After washing, Qi Xuan turned the man around and hugged him, holding the place of the two of them together to "scrub", and finally... washed it clean.

Song Huai leaned against his arms and panted lightly, Qi Xuan lowered her head and kissed his side cheek, finally took a serious shower and left the bathroom.

-

"You see, no one has the right to make decisions for others."

Outside the bedroom door, Runyu said to Tang Zheng: "Even if you don't want the little general to come, he will still come."

Tang Zheng glanced at him, but ignored him.

Runyu turned her head and winked at Chang Kang who was beside her again, pointed to the room, and asked, "How many times have you called for water inside?"

Although Changkang was an eunuch since he was a child, he knew everything he needed to know, and he also knew what it means to be ashamed. Seeing Runyu inquiring about his master's affairs so rudely, he gave him a hard look.

Then he raised his hand and compared the number of times.

Runyu was so surprised that he opened and closed his mouth for a long time, and finally said: "...the prince is amazing."

Outsiders would never have imagined that King Xuan, who was "assassinated in the middle of the night and was seriously injured", could be so... brave.

Runyu turned to Tang Zheng and said, "I think we'd better wait until the prince gets up before coming back."

Now it was near mao shi, and it was almost dawn, but the two people inside probably wouldn't get up until the sun was up.

Runyu stepped forward and pulled Tang Zheng's arm: "Let's go, don't stand here, let's go back to sleep."

Tang Zheng didn't move, staring at Runyu holding his hand.Runyu let go and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What are you doing? Go back to each room, and you won't pull you into my bed. I'm the prince's man!"

Tang Zheng's face darkened, "Idiot!" He left the two of them and walked away.

Runyu saw that the back of him leaving was full of murderous looks, and asked Changkang, "Why is his temper so bad?"

Changkang: "It's just an exception for you."

Runyu: "..."

-

In the bedroom, Song Huai sat cross-legged on the bed, and Qi Xuan sat behind him, with his long legs spread out, encircling Song Huai, holding a handkerchief to wipe his hair.

His movements were very light, for fear of hurting Song Huai, little by little, he used a handkerchief to wipe off the moisture on his hair.

Song Huai squinted his eyes, feeling a little sleepy, he yawned, turned around, took the handkerchief from Qi Xuan's hand, and told him to turn around.

Qi Xuan bent his lips and turned around obediently.It was only after changing a handkerchief that the hair of both of them was half-dried.

Qi Xuan turned around and faced Song Huai, Song Huai yawned again, his eyes glistening.

Qi Xuan touched the corners of his eyes and wiped away the watery light.

Song Huai touched the newly changed mattress under him, moved it inside and was about to lie down, when he suddenly remembered something, and searched around on the bed, "Where are my clothes?"

Just now Qi Xuan pushed Song Huai onto the bed, just right on top of Song Huai's clothes, Qi Xuan hurriedly threw the clothes away, but was still seen by Song Huai.But before Song Huai had time to doubt, he was fascinated by Qi Xuan's kiss.

At this moment when Song Huai asked, Qi Xuan's ears were a little warm, and he turned his head to look for it, and saw the clothes on the ground...it had to be washed again.

Song Huai looked at him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the dimples were slightly sunken, "Why are my clothes on your bed?"

Qi Xuan felt itchy when he saw Song Huai's bright eyes, and reached out to touch Song Huai's face. The small wound left a light bloodstain, and he said, "Because it smells like you."

Song Huai originally guessed that he thought about things and wanted to make fun of him, but he answered so bluntly. Instead, he became embarrassed and blinked in a panic, "I, I'm asleep!" Lay down and turn your back to him , not letting him see his hot face.

Qi Xuan lay down behind him, wrapped his arms around his waist, buried her head in his neck and shoulders and sniffed, "It would be great if you were here all the time."

Song Huai felt sorry for him all of a sudden, holding his clothes and looking at things and thinking about others, and he often thought about him, thinking that it would be good if he was by his side, and his heart was sweet and astringent, and the taste was hard to distinguish.

But Song Huai didn't know that in his previous life, Qi Xuan slept on his pillow for ten years, smelling the fading breath on top of the clothes he left behind.

It would be great if Ah Huai was still there.

Song Huai turned over, hugged Qi Xuan, and lay down with his neck.

He didn't say a word, but Qi Xuan understood what he meant—here, let you sleep by smelling it.

Qi Xuan raised the corners of his lips, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and closed his eyes.

There was already white light outside the window, and the inside of the bed curtain was also lit up. Song Huai said softly, "It's dawn."

Qi Xuan still closed his eyes and rubbed his face, "It's okay, go to sleep and get up later."

Song Huai looked at the black eyes under his eyes, thinking that he must be really tired, so he also closed his eyes, nestled into his arms, and after a while, said softly: "I know you have a deep thought, and everything will work out. Calculate……"

"But if it is related to me, I hope you can discuss it with me; if it has little to do with me, at least tell me, don't let me guess alone, and make me nervous." Even if I don't understand, at least... it won't drag you down you.

Qi Xuan kissed his side face: "Well, I woke up and told you everything."

The author has something to say: Xuanxuan: Such a good Huaihuai, mine!hey hey hey~

Huai Huai: Such a silly old Gong, my [Fuzuo]

make up~

Let's put it this way, in the previous life, two young people in their 20s were in a relationship, they were confused and sneaky, and they only knew they were wrong when they got into trouble.

If Song Huai hadn't died, the ending of the two would probably be the same as Emperor Song's father.

But Song Huai's death, at the time when Qi Xuan was most affectionate and unwilling, made him brood.

In this life, a 32-year-old uncle and a 19-year-old boy are in love. The relationship between the two is different, but the old driver will take care of the little angel, and the little angel will love the old driver, so it will get better and better, sweet and sweet !

Do you still love me today [cute]