The little general is my favorite [Rebirth]

Outside the bedroom, Chaoying, who was arranging the plates, heard a blunt sound, like the sound of a heavy object hitting the bed board.

"Master? What's the matter—" Chaoying turned his head to look in, and was caught by Changkang's neck.

"Then what, let's go out first!" Chang Kang dragged him out.

Chaoying: "But——"

Changkang: "Don't worry about it, you are still young and don't understand."

Chaoying was pulled outside the door, and hurriedly shouted: "Who said I don't understand!"

Chaoying is two years younger than Song Huai, who was served by Song Huai after he came to Northern Xinjiang. When Song Huai returned to Beijing some time ago, he also brought him back to see the world.

Although Chaoying doesn't know much about masculinity, he knows very well that King Xuan climbed the wall to find his young master, and every time he is the young master's lookout.

What's more, the imperial decree of the marriage was clearly written, his young master is the future Xuan Wangfei, and Xuan Wang... Although they are not married yet, Lord Hou doesn't care, and he certainly doesn't care.

I'm just a little worried, the young master has just recovered from his fever, why... rolled on the bed again...

Changkang was taken aback by Chaoying's yelling, looked at him in surprise, until his face turned red, and said: "Okay, okay, you understand, but let's leave it alone, okay?"

Chaoying thought, no matter what, he stomped his feet irritably, and said, "I'm going to prepare some hot water!" After speaking, he hooked his head and ran away, as if standing at the door for a while would burn his feet.

In the bedroom, Qi Xuan pressed Song Huai to the bed, chased after his lips and gnawed, and when they heard Chaoying's roar, the two of them froze, and unexpectedly laughed at the same time.

Qi Xuan let go of his strength and fell on Song Huai's body. His lips rubbed from the corners of his lips to the base of his ears, buried in his neck and smiled sullenly, "Little brat."

Song Huai was also a little helpless. After laughing, he felt a little shy again. The hand around Qi Xuan's neck pinched the back of his neck, and scolded with a smile, "You're still laughing! It's all your fault!"

Qi Xuan turned to look at him, and his breath hit Song Huai's side face, "You were the one who seduced me. I told you to get up and eat, and you had all your clothes on. If you insist on kissing me, kissing me is not enough, you also kiss me. Hook on the bed—”

Song Huai quickly raised the hand on his shoulder, covered his mouth, and glared at him, "It's clearly you—" against me...

Qi Xuan blinked at him innocently, then pouted and kissed Song Huai's palm.

Song Huai quickly let go of his hand as if being burned, and heard him say again: "Although I...was impulsive first, but you said you are not hungry—"

Song Huai was so ashamed that he simply turned his head and kissed him, covering his mouth.

Just now, the two of them hugged each other, and when they kissed, Qi Xuan's thing was pressed against Song Huai's lower abdomen in a daze.

Originally, Qi Xuan wanted to bear it for a while, so he bit Song Huai's lips and then withdrew.

Unexpectedly, Song Huai hooked his neck and looked at him with blurred eyes, with a hint of bewilderment and a hint of unfinished meaning.

Qi Xuan quickly covered his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's eat first."

Song Huai didn't let go of the hand holding him, brushed his eyelashes on Qi Xuan's palm, and said in a low voice, "Not...not hungry..."

Qi Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and pressed the man onto the bed, the two of them fell down together, smashing the bed, Qi Xuan chased his lips and kissed him hard.

Who would have thought that Chaoying would yell at him until he burst out laughing.

Now that Song Huai kissed him again, Qi Xuan was impolite. He propped himself up on his elbows, clasped Song Huai's neck with his palm, and touched the belt he had just tied with his own hands with his other hand, untied it, and poked in. .

Little by little, people are stripped away.

Maybe it was the knot in his heart that was untied before the parting, or maybe it was because he missed him so much during the time of parting, Song Huai did not hesitate, and while responding to his kiss, he slid his hands down to untie Qi Xuan's skirt.

With all his clothes off, Qi Xuan straddled Song Huai. Song Huai supported the bed with his backhand, straightened his upper body, raised his head and kissed him.

Qi Xuan put her hands through his armpits, hugged his back, kissed his lips from his lips to his chin, Adam's apple, collarbone, kissed the shallow scars on his chest, and then went down to catch the red bead .

"Hmm—" Song Huai's body trembled, the arms supporting him suddenly lost strength, and he fell onto the bed.

Fortunately, Qi Xuan grabbed his back, hugged him and fell slowly, teasing him with lips, tongue and fingers.

Song Huai felt that every inch of his skin was scorching hot, but the body temperature of the person on his body seemed to be even hotter, and the heat was continuously transmitted to him. As the skin invaded the inside, all internal organs, limbs, and bones were on fire, and even the blood was like kerosene. Generally burning.

But the hotter it was, the more he didn't want to let go, hugging that person's shoulders tightly, as if throwing himself into a raging fire, letting him burn himself to nothing.

——The dividing line between dry wood and raging fire——

It was already late at night after the fire was finished, Qi Xuan took Song Huai to take a bath, Chang Kang went into the inner room to make the bed, and Chaoying brought out the warmed food again.

After the two washed up, they finally had their meal.Minced meat porridge and steamed buns are very light, and there is no need to toss about other things in the middle of the night, just padding the stomach.

Song Huai was really hungry this time, and he ate fairly politely, but he ate much faster than usual, with a small piece of steamed bun in his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

Qi Xuan had no choice but to push the porridge bowl towards him: "Slow down."

Song Huai stopped chewing, afraid that Qi Xuan would think he was not elegant, so he chewed slowly, swallowed what was in his mouth, took another spoonful of porridge to moisten his throat, and said, "I'm used to it..."

Qi Xuan understood the meaning of his words. When marching and fighting, they would gobble up dry rations, and most of the time they could not drink a sip of water. Which soldier in the military camp eats food slowly?

In the past, when Ah Huai and him ate together, they slowed down, taking it easy, but this time it was really... hungry.

Qi Xuan smiled, pinched Song Huai's face, "What rules are you telling me? I'm just afraid that you will choke."

Song Huai bent the corners of his lips, and felt a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and picked up the porridge bowl, hiding his reddened cheeks.

The smile on Qi Xuan's face was even bigger, just now he was boldly pestering him on the bed, but now he's shy again?

After dinner, Qi Xuan hugged him and lay down again, Song Huai leaned on his arm, and asked: "The concubine Liang died of illness, what will the third prince do?"

Concubine Liang died of illness on the second day of Qi Chen's rebellion, and did not survive June.

Qi Xuan: "At the place of Empress Concubine De. But after a while, she should be called Empress Empress."

This is not surprising to Song Huai, when Empress Yue was grounded, the harem was handed over to Concubine De to take care of it.

Moreover, Concubine De was born in Dongchuan Hou Huo's family, the same Huo family that Queen Yue wanted to win over through Qi Chen's marriage.

Yue's narrow heart of snake and scorpion was able to indulge the concubine de concubine to give birth to the eldest princess but still have a place in the palace. I'm afraid it's not just because she cares about the Huo family behind her, maybe it's because... she can't do anything to her at all.

Concubine De was silent in the harem, but now she came from behind, it was not easy to think about it.

Thinking of this, Song Huai sighed: "It's so troublesome... Now that I think about it, if you have wives and concubines in groups, I definitely don't want you."

Qi Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and lowered his head to nibble on his face.

Song Huai wiped the saliva off his face, and stammered, "Actually... I had someone clean the yard for you."

Qi Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Chasing me?"

"No..." Song Huai wrapped his arms around his waist, "There are so many people, it's inconvenient."

The General's Mansion is no better than Dingbeihou's Mansion, and my father often summons the generals to discuss matters.Although Qi Xuan is now his royal fiancé, it is still a little inappropriate to live together directly.

Qi Xuan also understands this point. It was because of Ah Huai's discomfort that Lord Hou let them go and asked them to "reminiscing about the old days". he.

Qi Xuan was just teasing Song Huai, when he arrived during the day, the servants of the mansion led Chang Kang to that yard and unloaded his luggage, as if it was next door to A Huai's yard.

Seeing the person in his arms looking at him with apologetic eyes, Qi Xuan pinched his nose: "Understood, let's separate."

He lowered his head and approached him again, and whispered: "But you have to leave a window for me."

Song Huai was taken aback, then stared at him, "Not serious!"

Qi Xuan laughed, circled him tightly, then lowered his head after laughing, stretched out his hand to caress his face, put it against his forehead, closed his eyes and sighed: "I miss you very much."

He only sighed softly, closing his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes.Can't let Ah Huai see his hidden anxiety and fear.

Let Ahuai go back to northern Xinjiang, he was always uneasy. Although he knew that the battle would not start so soon, and knew that next winter would be the day when Ahuai's accident happened, he was still afraid, afraid that if he didn't guard him, he would die. Something went wrong.

Until this moment, when he hugged the person in his arms tightly, the heart that was hung by the hook fell back to his chest.

Song Huai also closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead, and said in a low voice: "I wrote you many letters." I also miss you very much.

Qi Xuan was stunned for a moment, then remembered that before leaving, he called Song Huai to think about him, and every time he thought about it, he would write a letter and save it up, and show it to him when he arrived.

Qi Xuan: "What about the letter? Show me."

Song Huai parted the corners of his lips shyly, looked at him and said, "It's in the study on the right."

Qi Xuan lifted the quilt to get it, but Song Huai had no choice but to hold him back: "Don't move! I'll get it."

Qi Xuan sat by the bed, watching Song Huai go out and come back with a small box in his arms.

Song Huai held the edge of the wooden box tightly with his fingers, his ears were reddish, he closed his eyes and handed the box to Qi Xuan, "Here."

The lovesickness and love that have been parted for more than a month are all handed over to each other.

Qi Xuan felt warm and swollen in his heart, a rush of hot air rushed upwards, smoky nose and eyes.

He solemnly took the box with both hands, put it on his knees, and put his hands on it to caress.After a while, he stretched out his hand to grab Song Huai's arm, pulled him to him, and asked, "How much did you write?"

Song Huai rubbed his neck, his ears turned red: "I don't have a count, I think about it... I will write it down."

Qi Xuan held his wrist: "Did you also write on the way to Northern Xinjiang?"

Song Huai nodded: "I wrote a little bit." He carried paper in his arms, and every night before going to rest, he would pick a piece of fine charcoal from the fire and draw two strokes. Later, when he arrived in northern Xinjiang, he copied it carefully again.

Qi Xuan rubbed his palm, imagining how he wrote to himself by the firelight, a little unbelievable, "Will you have time to write when you go back to patrol?"

Song Huai shook his head, then pointed to his own head, "I thought about it, it's all here, I didn't write."

Qi Xuan felt that she was going crazy!

He really couldn't believe it, and couldn't even imagine that Ahuai actually did what he asked in a wild way back then, and did what he promised himself without hesitation and sincerity.

Qi Xuan hugged Song Huai's waist and said in a muffled voice, "I won't watch it."

Song Huai pinched the back of his neck, a little surprised: "Why?"

Qi Xuan wanted to say, because this box is full of thoughts, I feel that opening it and flipping through it is a kind of blasphemy.

He swallowed the words again, looked up at Song Huai, and smiled rascally: "I haven't finished writing yet, and I have to make up for it in the next half month."

Song Huai pinched his ears with both hands, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll supply you."

Qi Xuan slowly suppressed his smile, staring at Song Huai, with flames dancing in his deep eyes, "Ah Huai."

"Huh?" Song Huai looked down at him.

If he asks, why are you so nice?

Ah Huai might answer, because you treat me well.

If he said, I like you.

Ah Huai will definitely answer, I like you too.

In the end, Qi Xuan just muttered: "Don't spoil me like that, I will be proud of it."

"..." Song Huai was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, rubbed his earlobe, and cursed, "Fool!"

The author has something to say: Xuan Xuan: awesome!Huai Huai wrote me a box of love letters! Rio is amazing!

Huaihuai: ...Fool.

Originally in the last chapter, the lights were turned on after the kiss, but the cuties said one by one that they wanted to get in the car

Let's go then~

Drive a stroller hehehe~

Don't blame me for pulling the light, this is already a crazy test on the verge of being locked up!

After the light is turned on, the sauce is brewed, let’s make up for it by ourselves~

Xinkeng "I Got No.1[Quick Transmigration]" accept! ! !

No.1 wants to be gay to me, I reluctantly let him be gay~

The first world: the innocent genius who skipped grades vs. the school bully attack

The Second World: Lying Flat and Catching Evil Ghosts Shou vs. Half Immortal Family Fearing Ghost Attacks ([-]nd year)

The third world: Women's clothing big anchors are attacked by straight male e-sports players

The Fourth World: Sick and Delicate Prince Shou vs. Rough and Indifferent Giant Dragon Attack

The Fifth World: TBA...