Yuqiao's heart was warm, she never thought that such an informal man would also have meticulous consideration.

Chai smiled and said: "Thank you General Zhou for your kindness, it's just that it's not early, and I've been out for a long time!" ”

"It's better for my sister to come out than to come out, your brother and I got this sword, and I haven't shown my might in my hand, and I want to compete with General Zhou. Chu Yu spoke brightly, raised his sword and pretended to make a few gestures.

Looking at Zhou Zhenwei smiled lightly, Yu Qiao was a little embarrassed by Chu Yu, and said, "Brother, have you ever heard of Guan Gong playing with a big knife in front of him?" Or have you heard of Lu Ban playing a big axe in front of the door? No matter how bad you are, you've ever heard of a grasshopper shaking a tree, right? ”

Chu Yu snorted coldly: "Doesn't my sister just want to say that I don't do my best?" Today will definitely let you see how powerful my brother is. ”

Yu Qiao simply sat down in the cloak, raised her delicate little face and explained to Zhou Zhenwei: "General Zhou doesn't have to be soft, and he doesn't need to be kind enough to let him go, lest he be arrogant and think that he is really invincible in the world!" ”

Zhou Zhenwei didn't know whether he answered well or badly, his mind would be full of Yuqiao's sweet, soft and glutinous tones.

How long has it been since you saw her? It doesn't take long to talk about it! But he felt like every other three autumns, and his thoughts made him dream back at midnight like a cat scratching and couldn't sleep. And now, the girl he had thought about for so long was blooming on his clothes, looking like a flower, but with thousands of delicate appearances.

The shirt was still stained with the thickness and body temperature of her shoulders, and the girl, although she sat on the clothes, seemed to be in her arms, soft and delicate, full of abundance.

"General Zhou!" Yuqiao pursed her smiling lips, and a flush appeared on her cheeks. He watched it so arrogantly that he didn't need to compete with his sword.

Zhou Zhenwei came back to his senses at this time, and inadvertently glanced at Chu Yu's narrow expression, and the roots of his ears suddenly became hot, and he secretly adjusted the disordered breath.

Afraid that the wielding sword qi would hurt Yu Qiao, he chose a clearing a little far away from her, Chu Yu held the Xuantie sword he gave him, glowing with a green cold light, and the blade was like autumn frost.

And in his hand, there is an ordinary sword that can no longer be ordinary.

But he didn't think so, no matter how good a weapon is, it is a weapon, and if you want to succeed, you need people!

Yu Qiao stared at her brother and Zhou Zhenwei to test her swordsmanship, you come and go, between the sword blades colliding and retreating, she saw the clue and smiled dumbly.

This week, the general is tall and straight, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a heaving chest under the robe, strong and calm long legs and solid and powerful arms, his cold and hard plagiarism is indestructible, and his momentum is even more compelling.

He wielded his sword, he could fight fiercely, and he shot hard in a solid manner, and the sword was as sharp as Bai Lian. It can also be skillful, and the light and agile flow of the dance is like a gust of wind outside the white clouds, but it hides a mystery, causing others and invisible.

And his own brother, in the end, rolled over the battlefield, he didn't imagine that he was weak, but he still lost weight, and the opponent was too strong, and it didn't take long for him to be out of breath, and the sword was fluttering.

Yu Qiao knew that he shouldn't destroy his brother's ambition like this and increase the prestige of others, but this person, that move and style, the leisurely calmness like a cheetah, is almost engraved into people's hearts. There was a shallow regret in her chest, she sighed, and inexplicably felt a little melancholy.

When Zhou Zhenwei inadvertently looked at Yuqiao, he was shocked to realize that the beautiful woman had left without knowing when she had gone.

"No, I admit defeat!" Chu Yu gasped, sweating like rain, his hands and feet were sore, and he couldn't hold the sword.

"You still want to march and fight?" Zhou Zhenwei frowned at him, "It's better to stop thinking about this!" ”

"You've been doing it for me lately, this body is okay, let me guess, it's all for my second sister!" Chu Yu sighed.

"For you, and for Miss Yuqiao." He didn't hide it, looking at Jian Feng's cold air, his heart was thin: "I just can't see her crying, and naturally I can't see the people or things that make her cry!" ”

Chu Yu still wanted to tease him, but when he saw Chu Yun rushing over, he asked the master to find him, so he could go.

Zhou Zhenwei was already familiar with the Chu family, so he picked up the cloak that Yuqiao had sat on, said goodbye to him briefly, and left.

Out of the gate of the Chu Mansion, he stepped up the horse with agility, grabbed the reins and slowly kicked away. The devil sent the gods, and he spread out his cloak in front of his eyes.

The inside of the cloak is a light lotus color, but there are two rounded and full hip marks that are deeply imprinted there. On weekdays, he loves to see her graceful figure, the pinching willow waist is tender, the two petals of clouds are soft and straight, swaying and swaying between walks, and the arc is naturally graceful, which makes people hate to catch her in their arms and taste it well.

He is twenty-two years old this year, and at his age, he either marries a wife or has a woman to serve, even if he guards the border pass, and those of the same age have also gone to Hua Niang to open meat. But he has never tasted a woman.

For a long time, Zhou Zhenwei's mind has not been let go of women, he would rather study the art of war, pick up the lamp and look at the sword, or follow the commander to arrange the troops, and immediately frighten the bow on a moonlit night, what kind of heroic and high-spirited! How can that kind of accomplishment and satisfaction be found from a mere woman in a bed?

At this time, he was a little hesitant about his previous thoughts.

There was a vague smell wrapped around his nose, it was the unique daughter incense on Yuqiao's body that stained some of his clothes, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the shallow buttocks on the cloak, carefully outlining the seductive posture .......

But such a daughter's fragrance will eventually drift away, and such wet marks will also dry up.

I know too well my current situation, the road of a military general who has made meritorious contributions has been broken, although he is not timid about a civil official like Shaoyin of Yanjing Mansion, and he has his own plans, but if he wants to be promoted quickly, I am afraid that it will not be an easy task.

Thinking about it like this, I can't help but feel a little sour in my heart, for him, Miss Yuqiao is like a flower in a mirror, and the moon in the water can't be touched!

But he was full of unwillingness, so he waited here in vain, watching her phoenix crown and xiaxia, marrying his wife, being hugged by others, and being kissed by others, just thinking about it, his chest hurt hard

Yuqiao naturally didn't know Zhou Zhenwei's dirty thoughts, she returned to the room, only to find that the skirt on her buttocks was soaked and cold, so she was waited by Caifu and hurriedly changed the skirt. It was at this moment that she thought that she had wet General Zhou's cloak!