The mess everywhere, the delicacies on the plate have long lost their original steaming and aroma, and they are put aside coldly, making people unable to raise a trace of appetite. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just like people, after a long time, even the best beauty can not withstand the ravages of the years, as the old saying goes: but when you see the new person laughing, you don't hear the old person crying.

The original lively banquet did not see anyone at this time, and the drunk people were dizzy and groped back to the barracks, after all, the night in the mountains was heavy, and they were greedy to save trouble and slept outside, and if one did not prevent it, he would get typhoid fever, so it was not a joke.

Cuizhu retired as early as halfway, and the pace of walking was panicked, not at all like her usual demeanor with everyone's beautiful demeanor, but it made others feel a little embarrassed, of course, everyone was drunk, so there was no one else, and only the deputy general Luo Cheng was left, Miao Jinghuan who was waiting beside him, and Ah Ya, who had been standing aside and was unusually silent.

And Yi Qing, who was sitting on the main seat, knocked his eyes wildly, and no one knew if he was drunk or just pretending to sleep.

"Luo Cheng stays, and the rest go down!" Yi lightly knocked his eyes wildly and spat out.

"Yes!" Miao Jing knew that she was afraid that this was the prelude to finding out the details of the camp, but she didn't dare to disobey the order and retreated with the two Ah Ya who were standing aside.

After the two left, Yi Qingfang, who had been silent, asked out loud, "Everything is done." ”

Luo Cheng lowered his head, his hands hung stiffly on both sides, perhaps because he had drunk too much wine, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's all right!" ”

Although he was puzzled by the matter that the general explained to him, he never said no to the general, let alone dared to question the general, and only felt that the general's order must have its own merits, and it was not something that a rough person like him could figure out.

"Let's go down!" Yi Qingfang heard that it was done, and said with a worried expression

"Subordinates retire!" Luo Cheng's movements were neat, and although his steps were a little swaying, it could be seen that this person's mind was firm and he was a reassuring right-hand man.

After everything was silent, Yi Qingfang, who knocked his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, only to see that his eyes were like stars, and there was a trace of confusion, which was really massive.

Yi played with the wine glass in his hand and carefully painted the pattern of the glass wall with his hand, "Tomorrow is more exciting than fighting!"

Yi played with the taste wildly, he gently let go of his hand, and saw that the wine glass that had been "cared for" by him before slipped from his jade hand, slammed on the ground, and made a crisp sound, and then lay on the ground and shattered, how could he still find its original exquisite appearance.

In the barracks lit by candles, Miao Xinghuan saw that everyone was lying on the Chase bunk, looking a little helpless, the days of sleeping in the Chase bunk were not good, especially after sleeping at night, but also beware of salty pig hands, the old men all slept badly, just squinted for a short time and put the hand on her, and so on, and then put the legs up, so that Miao Xinghuan was completely sleepy, but he couldn't push the heavy thighs away, so he had to hold his breath and pray that the dawn would come soon.

Miao Jinghuan thought about beating her sore legs, she had stood all night, her legs were inevitably a little numb, and now that she was free, this soreness was even stronger, she couldn't find any other way to relieve it, and it was necessary to stand for a long time in the future, and she could only adapt to it faster.

Looking at Ah Ya, who walked into the tent and was still silent, Miao Xinghuan felt breathed, this Ah Ya has been so strange these days, hiding in the thick quilt every day, and she said a few words differently, which was not at all different from before.

Isn't it because of the injury on the buttocks, and it is uncomfortable to hurt other places, Miao Jinghuan said with some worry, "Ah Ya!" What happened to you? If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me. ”

As if he hadn't heard Miao Xinghuan's words sitting on the edge of the bed, Ah Ya, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, climbed onto the bed stiffly alone, slept for a while, and seemed to feel that something was wrong, got up, and brought a few more quilts piled up in the corner, covered them layer by layer, and finally patted the quilt and slept again.

Miao Jinghuan looked at Ah Ya's movements dumbfounded, and felt that Ah Ya must have some unspeakable strange disease, although this night was a little cool, but it couldn't cover so many layers of bedding!

Miao Jinghuan didn't get a response, so she took off her shoes and lay down next to her, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she heard an inaudible voice, "My heart is sick, and no one can cure it!" ”

Then there was silence in the room, only the sound of snoring of different lengths, like a lullaby, which relieved Miao Jinghuan's uncomfortable heart, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

The sun rises in the east, sweeping away the haze of the past few days, the sky is blue and cloudless, and occasionally a few egrets fly into the sky, and then slowly fall, leisurely and comfortable.

Ah Ya went to the room early in the morning, so that Miao Yinghuan wanted to talk to him in the heart, yesterday Ah Ya's words were like a thorn deep into Miao Yinghuan's heart, Miao Yinghuan valued Ah Ya's friend very much, it was he who taught himself the common sense of living here bit by bit, so that her panicked heart when she first came to another world was settled, Ah Ya's heart is now sick, so that she feels that she is very incompetent as a friend, and she has not found the reason for Ah Ya's illness at all.

But now that she has to serve the general to freshen up, she turned her head to look at the thick stack of quilts on the bed, she could only suppress her thick worries in her heart, forget it! I'll be talking to Ah Ya in the evening.

Miao Jinghuan is getting more and more adapted to the identity of the general and the small servant, and the work of serving the general is more and more convenient, which should be said to be Miao Jinghuan's innate talent or servility, whether it is a slave or not, Miao Jinghuan wants to live well, and it would be better if she was alive.

After washing up and cleaning up, Yi sat down at the table and had breakfast, his movements were unhurried, each movement was very elegant, and even the chewing action seemed to be carefully calculated, just right.

Miao Jinghuan felt that there was no one in this world who ate a breakfast so elegantly! Seeing the fragrant and glutinous millet porridge on the table and the refreshing side dishes that have snow-white steamed buns, no matter how elegant the movements are, they can't attract the joy of Miaoxing. She couldn't take her eyes off the fragrant food.

She hasn't eaten breakfast yet, and this rule can only wait for the master to eat, and then allow the little people around her to use breakfast, and the hungry Miao Jinghuan saw the delicious breakfast on the table and felt an itch in her heart.

After Yi Qingfang looked away from the bald head beside him, he squeezed the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, is there anything more attractive than him! Yi raised his eyes lightly and followed the bald eyes to see the breakfast on the table being enjoyed by him, this breakfast is also so attractive?

Suddenly, Yi frowned wildly and pushed away the breakfast that only took a few bites, and said with a look of disgust: "Tell the guy, don't make this breakfast in the future, it will make people lose their appetite when they look at it." ”

Miao Jinghuan had a black line on one end, looking at the arrogant general in front of her, she really wanted to ask: Which one was enjoying it just now!