A ray of sunlight shone on his face in the early morning, Yang Hong frowned, and woke up from his deep sleep.

Before he could open his eyes, with the training of many years of military career, he sensed that something was wrong, and his right hand seemed to hold something.

"It's big, it's soft, and it's comfortable to pinch."

The brain was in a brief state of confusion, and Yang Hong didn't react for a while.

"Well, it won't be."

Shivering, Yang Hong, who was in a daze, suddenly woke up, and quickly opened his eyes and looked towards his right hand.

In his sight, his right hand was wrapped in a layer of white clothes, and the white clothes embroidered with orchids looked very familiar to him, which was the pajamas that Qi Duxue wore before going to bed.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yang Hong looked up at the soft position held in his right hand, and a beautiful and moving face appeared in his sight.

"It's miserable."

With an exclamation in his heart, Yang Hong couldn't enjoy the surging softness of his right hand, and hurriedly and carefully took out his palm from it, wanting to distance himself from Qi Duxue unconsciously.

With his palm taken away from the little suckling pig, he just breathed a sigh of relief, but he was depressed to find a big problem.

Qi Duxue, the girl who didn't sleep, treated him as a rag doll, leaned sideways and crossed her snow-white slender thighs around him, one arm was still tightly hugged, and most importantly, Qi Xiaoniu's eyelids twitched, and she slowly woke up from her sleep.

"What to do!"

Secretly anxious, thinking of the bright big scissors, even he was terrified, with his understanding of Qi Duxue, this girl did what she said, and if she was in a hurry, she might really poison him.

When Qi Duxue opened his eyes and met him with all his support, Yang Hong's mind flashed.

"Ah, Qi Duxue, you, what do you want to do, get up from me quickly."

Yang Hong pretended to have just come back to his senses, and shouted angrily, and his appearance was completely like a victim.

Qi Duxue, who had just woken up, was still a little confused in her brain, and was blinded by Yang Hong's scolding for taking the lead first, and when she woke up, she found that she had her legs crossed over Yang Hong and hugged Yang Hong tightly in her arms.

Startled, Qi Duxue exclaimed, and her face was flushed and she hurriedly opened the distance between her and Yang Hong.

Striking while the iron was hot, Yang Hong continued to shout angrily with a sad and indignant face: "Qi Duxue, I misunderstood you, did you have an attempt on me a long time ago, and in the middle of the night while I was asleep, you actually ran to my side, and my innocence was ruined by you." ”

After a few angry reprimands, Yang Hong accepted it when he saw it, got dressed, walked out of the bedroom with a bold stride.

In the bedroom room, Qi Duxue sat on the bed, and it took a while to react, and her face instantly turned red.

"Die Yang Hong, I'll kill you."

Shouting angrily, Qi Duxue was very aggrieved in her heart, but she didn't really rush out.

She saw the situation just now, she was entangled in Yang Hong, and the bed was also Yang Hong's, so she didn't care about it at all.

Qi Duxue, who had nowhere to vent, was like an angry frog, with a cold face puffing out her cheeks, and she didn't notice that there was a palm print on the side of her chest that was gradually disappearing.

Under Yang Hong's strategy of striking first, a crisis was successfully resolved.

After the simple washing, in order to avoid letting the old man notice that something was wrong, although Qi Duxue was still angry, she had to walk out of the room with Yang Hong and walk towards the living room on the first floor.

"Haha, Xiaohong, Twilight, come over for breakfast, it's hard work."

As soon as the two of them walked down the stairs to the hall on the first floor, the old man Qi Taishan greeted him with a smile on his face.

Xu Yaping next to her almost laughed out loud when she heard her husband's last sentence of hard work, and couldn't help but glance at Qi Taishan, and greeted the two of them enthusiastically.

Soon, a table of sumptuous meals was put on the table, several of which were very nourishing dishes, and what made Yang Hong depressed was that there was even such food as bullwhip in it, which seemed to be specially prepared for him.

Yang Hong is not a greenhouse flower, with years of experience and observation, he soon sensed that something was wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, his face became a little weird.

He was already suspicious last night, but now seeing the behavior of the old man and his wife made him even more sure.

"Old man, aren't you hurting me?"

Thinking of the pain of being so horny last night that he had nowhere to vent and could only wash his body with cold water, Yang Hong was powerless to complain.

After breakfast, Yang Hong and Qi Duxue played in the manor for a long time, and in the afternoon, Qi Duxue had documents to deal with, and the two of them returned to the villa after lunch.

At lunchtime, the old man Qi Taishan was in a good mood, and despite the persuasion of several other people, he insisted on drinking with Yang Hong.

As a result, after a few glasses of wine, the old man Qi Taishan howled and cried like a child, constantly telling about the cruel war, death, disease, and pain became the main theme.

Later, the whole person's mood was full of despair and fear, just like a mentally ill person, so scared that Qi Duxue and Xu Yaping didn't know what to do.

At this critical moment, Yang Hong made a timely move, used acupuncture to alleviate the anxiety and fear of the old man Qi Taishan, and persuaded him for a while, and finally calmed him down, and several people helped the old man to the bed to rest.

When the two of them rushed back to the villa by car, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Yang Hong, thank you today."

After driving the car and hesitating for a moment, Qi Duxue still thanked sincerely.

Glancing at Qi Duxue in surprise, Yang Hong didn't expect this girl to have a day to say thank you to herself, and shook her head with a chuckle: "It's nothing, the old man is my future father-in-law, of course I can't sit idly by, the old man is suffering from mild war syndrome, try not to let him drink in the future, let him keep his mood comfortable, he is so old, if he continues to be immersed in the shadow of war, it is easy to cause damage to the cranial nerves." ”

Hearing the title of future father-in-law, Qi Duxue glanced at him, turned his head and said in confusion: "You seem to know a lot about this kind of war syndrome." ”

Yang Hong's lazy expression froze, and he smiled unnaturally: "I usually like to read some miscellaneous books, and these are all seen by chance." ”

"Oh, I see." Nodding clearly, Qi Duxue no longer continued to ask and was concentrating on driving, Yang Hong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but think of the bloody wind of the year.

Watching an innocent man and his comrades die in front of him, blood staining his clothes red, and the frenzied fighting made his eyes red, the painful wails and screams seemed to echo in his ears.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

The sound of heavy breathing came from Yang Hong's mouth and nose, and the muscles under his clothes expanded and contracted like a heart, each expansion seemed to exude explosive power, and even the bulging green tendons could be seen, and the sweat soon soaked the shirt, and the eyes flashed with tyranny and murderous intent from time to time.

"Yang Hong, what's wrong with you, your face looks ugly."

The car slowly drove into the villa area, and Qi Duxue keenly noticed that something was wrong with him, and frowned.

"I'm fine!"

took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions with his own willpower, and tried his best to keep his head calm and smiled, but this simple process exposed the green tendons on his neck, and he looked particularly hideous.

Seeing this scene, Qi Duxue's eyes were shocked, and she just wanted to open her mouth to ask again, but Yang Hong spoke first

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, I'm a little tired, I'll go back to the room first, it's okay, don't disturb me."

With a few words, Yang Hong pushed open the door of the car and walked quickly towards the villa hall.

Looking at Yang Hong's somewhat stumbling back, Qi Duxue could sense that he seemed to be in great pain.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com