Song Qinghan felt a void in his heart, since he brought the little book, where did he still care about those rough old men?

"Ahem, I gave them tasks, and they can train themselves." Song Qinghan lied without changing his face.

Concubine Ji nodded, without doubt. After all, who would have thought that General Song Qinghan, who had always been cold and arrogant, would also deceive people?

Heifeng had just eaten and drunk enough, and it was when he was full of energy, he ran around happily on the horse farm, setting off gusts of wind, which made Concubine Ji feel pain because of her little face, Concubine Ji frowned, but she didn't say anything, Song Qinghan, as the main general, has to ride horses all year round, and such a scene has endured too many teenagers, Concubine Ji felt sour because she thought of Song Qinghan's rough hands and handsome but rough face.

"What's wrong, what's uncomfortable?" Song Qinghan's starry eyes were as bright as water, and he was observant.

"Brother Song, I'm fine." Concubine Ji shook her head. She inexplicably didn't want Song Qinghan to feel squeamish.

"Okay", Song Qinghan nodded, and instructed again: "Tell me if you have something, don't put up with it." ”

Concubine Ji was about to nod, but a huge thrust rushed her towards Song Qinghan, and she was sitting steadily and instantly threw herself into a broad chest.

Song Qinghan subconsciously opened his hand and hugged it, and the soft delicate body entered his arms, Song Qinghan felt that the person in his arms was petite and cute.

"Brother Song!" Concubine Ji was shocked when she threw herself into Song Qinghan's arms at first glance, and she wanted to struggle helplessly, but was hugged by Song Qinghan.

"Black Wind is running too fast, you'd better not move yet, lest you fall." Song Qinghan persuaded softly.

Concubine Ji secretly slandered: Black Wind runs fast, why don't you let it run slower? Aren't the reins still in your hands?!

However, Concubine Ji didn't want to joke about her life, so she kept her position lying in Song Qinghan's arms motionless, looking very well-behaved.

Song Qinghan smiled slightly, and the cold ice in his eyes also dissipated for three points, the spring equinox in March, Yang Liu Yiyi, Song Qinghan enjoyed such a time very much, he squinted, and tightened his hand tightly without the person in his arms noticing.

Hei Feng seemed to notice that his master did not stop his thoughts, and his speed did not decrease but increased, and Concubine Ji began to doubt her life for the first time since accepting the task because the front half of her whole body was exposed to the wind.

Sky! Why does I feel like I'm going to die in the barracks before the mission progresses yet?! Concubine Ji wanted to cry without tears, and silently grabbed Song Qinghan's sleeve.

Song Qinghan saw Concubine Ji's wrinkled little face sharply, and he didn't miss his little hand that secretly grabbed his cuffs, and his lips were slightly hooked.

Black Wind was running happily, but the two men on horseback were still hugging each other in an eerie position, and the veteran guarding the stables looked back suddenly after feeding the foals, and his eyes widened in disbelief, and he threw away the fodder bag in his hand.

This, this, this? Is this really General Song?! Is it really the General Song who has always been strict and does not get close to people? The corners of the veteran's mouth twitched slightly, his hands shook, the feed was scattered all over the ground, and the foal gate happily surrounded the veteran, and the veteran who was surrounded by the foals still looked confused and couldn't slow down.

The bodies of the two are close together, from a distance it looks like a pair of lovers, Song Qinghan is not wearing armor today, but a dark blue dress, embroidered with white pine, refreshing and handsome, Concubine Ji faintly felt the breath exhaled by Song Qinghan spraying on her neck, slightly uncomfortable, she tried to move forward, just moved three points, Concubine Ji was happy in her heart, and the next second the black wind jumped Concubine Ji threw herself into Song Qinghan's arms again.

Song Qinghan's body stiffened slightly, and then he raised his eyebrows, and forcibly suppressed his smile.

Concubine Ji secretly gritted her teeth and hated iron but not steel: why was she so like to throw herself into her arms just now? Fortunately, Song Qinghan didn't know that she was a woman, otherwise where would her old face go?!

At this time, Concubine Ji didn't dare to move around, and the clothes of the two were tightly cling, rubbing together with the running of the black wind.

After Concubine Ji gave up struggling, she leaned on Song Qinghan's arms and had nothing to do, so she simply admired the scenery around the racecourse, her eyes were turning around, and she was secretly calculating.

Suddenly, Concubine Ji was stunned, and a hard thing was against her back, what is this?

Song Qinghan was stunned when he noticed that something was wrong, there was a big protrusion on his blue clothes, Song Qinghan pulled the reins violently, the black wind stopped Sa Huan'er's hooves steadily, Song Qinghan kicked inward, turned over and dismounted in the air.

"Come down, today's training is over." Song Qinghan's voice was extremely cold.

Concubine Ji was confused, wasn't she okay just now? If you say change your face, you change your face, man! Concubine Ji sighed silently.

"Yes." Concubine Ji dismounted sideways, arched her hand and retreated.

Before leaving, Concubine Ji looked at Song Qinghan, but found that Song Qinghan turned his face away, and he didn't even give Concubine Ji a look. Concubine Ji in her heart: Heh, man!

Seeing that Concubine Ji was about to disappear into the racecourse, Song Qinghan finally turned around, his face was still cold, but his ears were completely red.

He, just, yes, hard, up?!

On the way back to the camp, Concubine Ji looked unpredictable.

"23, do you say Song Qinghan has schizophrenia?" Concubine Ji slowly because of malice.

The system had a black line on its face: "No, Song Qinghan's indicator is normal." ”

Concubine Ji's little face was full of disbelief: "Tut, you see that his face is better than turning a book, maybe there is something wrong here, you are backward in technology and haven't checked it out!" Concubine Ji poked her head with a serious face.

The system suppressed its anger, the host of this session is really getting more and more difficult to bring, and he also said that his technology is backward, hmph, he is one of the most important systems in the main plane!

"According to the background data analysis of the system, Song Qinghan's erotic value just now is more than three times that of usual." 23 The voice of an emotionless machine came.

Concubine Ji stiffened because of her expression, and her lust was worth? More than three times? Just?

"You mean, Song Qinghan him?" Concubine Ji was incredulous.

"Yes." The system gave Concubine Ji a "you just found out" look, and drew a cursed circle in the corner.

Concubine Ji's expression was like eating, I didn't expect Song Qinghan to be such a scumbag?! She's still a kid?! Wrong! She's still a man! What is holding back to itself? Thinking of this, Concubine Ji's expression stinked even more.

In a moment, Concubine Ji finally recovered from the huge impact, and saw the system languishing in the corner, and Concubine Ji blinked her eyes in a weak heart.

"System?" Ji Feiyin tried to call the system.

The system moved its ears, but there was no response.

Seeing this, Concubine Ji continued to work hard: "System? 23？ Tongzi? Small unity? Just take care of people, okay duck? ”