Chapter 11 Companion Like a Tiger
"Finished?" Huang Fuchen's cold voice fell, and his deep eagle eyes radiated a cold light in the darkness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Ye Yanran lowered her eyes a little uncomfortably in an instant, and nodded, "Say... That's all it takes... ”
"Then go back! Where to stay? ”
Ye Yanran glanced at Huang Fuchen, "Live with my eldest brother!" ”
"I'll send you back!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, and was about to raise his hand towards Adjutant Chen outside.
Ye Yanran listened, and hurriedly replied anxiously, "No, no, no! Don't bother the young marshal, Yanran has a horseback, I can go back by myself! ”
When the words fell, Ye Yanran stretched out her hand and was about to push the car door, when suddenly, a rough palm covered the back of Ye Yanran's hand, and pressed it vigorously, "I said send it!" Do you dare to refuse? ”
Ye Yanran's eyes fell on the palm that was pressed on the back of her hand in horror, she was startled, and immediately withdrew her hand, her voice a little lower, "That... That's all up to the young marshal, Yanran is here to thank the young marshal! ”
Huang Fuchen's gaze fell on Ye Yanran's withdrawn hand, his gaze sank, and the corners of his lips raised a touch of displeasure.
Huang Fuchen lowered the window of the car and gestured to Adjutant Chen outside, and Adjutant Chen immediately took the order and ran over, "Young Marshal, what do you command?" ”
Huang Fuchen breathed a sigh of relief, "Go back to Qizhou Mansion!" ”
"Yes! Young marshal! Adjutant Chen lowered his voice and raised his hand to the soldiers standing guard behind him, all of whom were carrying guns on their backs, standing more and more straight, raising their hands in a military salute.
Adjutant Chen sat in the driver's seat, and there was a sound of the car starting, and the car drove towards the dark dirt road, and the two rows of soldiers behind him ran in line and followed the jeep military vehicle in front.
On the right side of the military vehicle, the flag of the town army with black letters on a blue background is waving in the wind, and in the dark night, on the dirt road, the sound of falling cars, helping the soldiers to line up, and the sound of heavy footsteps falling to the ground, are neat and powerful.
Qizhou City, the temporarily completed general's mansion, the car was parked at the gate.
"Miss Ye, you're here!" Huang Fuchen looked sideways at Ye Yanran beside him.
Ye Yanran glanced at the two lit lanterns hanging outside, and owed to Huang Fuchen, "Young marshal, you can send me back!" Thank you! ”
Ye Yanran pushed open the car door, stood next to the car door, and bowed her head to send her off.
Huang Fuchen's gaze outside the car window was withdrawn, and the car gradually moved away, accompanied by two groups of follow-up infantry.
Ye Yanran raised her head and looked at it, breathed a deep sigh of relief, looked down at the palm of her hand, and a lot of cold sweat had already broken out, Huang Fuchen, this man, is really uncomfortable, and it makes people completely unable to guess his thoughts, in ancient times, it was said that the companion is like a tiger, probably this is what it means!
Ye Yanran turned around and walked towards the general's mansion, with an indescribable fatigue all over her body, even more tired than taking care of the four sick soldiers a few days ago.
Qizhou City, the temporary young marshal's mansion, when the original single army was entrenched here, the exquisite mansion that was completed, the front yard and the back house were tired of one layer, blue bricks and red tiles, and they were brilliant.
In the room, Zhao Feng was wearing a red mattress and pants, his original long hair had been combed into a gentle bun and coiled behind his head, sitting in the center of the bed, rubbing his hands constantly, recalling the clouds and rain last night with a man like the young marshal, his cheeks were instantly dyed with red clouds, and the corners of his lips couldn't suppress a soft smile.