"It's not hot." Zhongyong was a little puzzled, where could he care about such a thing when he was fighting on weekdays.

"Hehe, let's put it first." Qingyue looked at this stupid brother, her heart was full of joy, "Can you tell me about the war at the border pass?" ”

"The war was terrible." Zhongyong didn't put the bowl down, looking at Qingyue lying on the couch, the lines were so graceful, and his eyes seemed to see Qingyue's white and tender feet, so beautiful. Suddenly, Zhongyong felt that his face was hot, and quickly said, "Why don't I tell you about our dinner on the battlefield." ”

Qingyue found that Zhongyong suddenly blushed, and saw that his feet were exposed outside the quilt, and his heart was relieved, but he was playful for a while, and he didn't break it, and quietly put his feet next to Zhongyong's brother.

Zhongyong didn't notice it, where did he continue to speak: "When we eat on the battlefield, we pay attention to being fast, and if others eat two bowls slowly, you only eat one bowl, if there is no one in the stove, you will naturally starve yourself, so it is not good to go into battle to kill the enemy, and the possibility of being killed is great." ”

"Brother Zhongyong is a general, is he robbed?"

"That's not necessary, did you grab it when I wasn't a general before, I felt that the food was hot at first, but I didn't have to eat it when I ate it slowly, so I didn't feel hot later."

It turns out that this is the case, Qingyue looked at the loyal and brave brother in front of him, the food was not hot and he was forced to be hungry, hehe. In addition to being funny, Qingyue felt that Zhongyong was so pitiful, and suddenly wanted to feed Zhongyong for food.

"Brother Zhongyong, is the clear soup noodles still hot?" Qingyue sat up from the bed, inevitably put her feet in front, and a pair of white and tender feet were displayed in front of Brother Zhongyong.

Zhongyong was suddenly shaken, and his hands suddenly panicked, and he never thought that Qingyue put his hand on his hand again, holding the bowl together.

"Brother Zhongyong, are my feet good-looking?"

"Good-looking, good-looking." Zhongyong was a little incoherent, and suddenly stood up, Qingyue couldn't withdraw his hand, and overturned a bowl of clear soup noodles at once. This time it was good, even the soup and noodles were all spilled on Qingyue's feet, the noodles had just been fished out of the pot hot, and it hadn't been long since they came here, naturally they were still very hot, and Qingyue screamed all of a sudden.

This time, Zhongyong was even more flustered.

In fact, on the battlefield, Zhongyong has never seen any injuries, has not experienced any pain, and has never heard any screams, but I don't know why, he just can't see the Qingyue in front of him injured, and he can't hear the Qingyue in front of him crying pain.

Zhongyong himself couldn't figure out the situation, and was secretly angry in his heart that he was at a loss when he saw a girl, is this girl more terrible than the soldiers of the enemy country?

"Sister Qingyue, where are you hurt?"

Looking at Zhongyong's flustered appearance, Qingyue secretly worried in her heart why she was so careless, she must have hurt her foot, but she turned her face into a smile, "It's okay, Brother Zhongyong, it's just that your foot is burned." ”

Zhongyong squatted down and looked at the white and tender feet on the bed, which were burned with red marks, and some noodles hung on them. I suddenly felt an urge to kiss Qingyue's feet.

Although Qingyue had a playful mind at the beginning, at this moment she really saw Zhongyong looking at her feet, she couldn't help but feel turbulent, her face was crimson, even if she was born in the rivers and lakes, she didn't know what to say at this moment. While thinking about it, he suddenly felt that his feet were being held in his hands, and it turned out that Brother Zhongyong was holding his feet with his hands and was looking at the injury.

"Sister Qingyue, I'll blow it for you, just come if you want to."

couldn't help but say, Zhongyong opened his mouth and began to blow on Qingyue's feet, the slightest coolness passed, and the pain in his feet was really reduced a lot, but Qingyue's mind was even more twisted at the moment.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhongyong suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked the red and swollen part of Qingyue's feet.

"Brother Zhongyong, what are you doing?"

Qingyue was startled and wanted to withdraw her foot, but she didn't expect Zhongyong's hand to be too strong, so she didn't take it back, but was licked by Zhongyong again.

"Sister Qingyue, the military doctor in the army taught a local method, human saliva is a good medicine, I see that your feet are very red, so I can't help but want to make my sister feel better, so, sister, forgive my brother's recklessness."

Qingyue nodded, her heart became acceptable from the initial surprise, thinking about it, it was still very comfortable when Brother Zhongyong licked his feet just now, and she really wanted Brother Zhongyong to lick it again.

Zhongyong really realized Qingyue's thoughts, and even licked it again, and by the way, he ate all the noodles spilled on his feet into his mouth.

Qingyue didn't have the initial embarrassment, but enjoyed the loyal and brave foot-licking behavior.

Suddenly, Zhu'er's voice came from the door, "Miss, what happened just now?" ”

At this moment, Zhongyong immediately stood up and rushed out of the door, almost colliding with Zhu'er, and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Zhu'er." "I left as if I was flying.

Here, Qingyue also hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover herself, and suddenly thought that she had injured her foot, why should she cover the quilt, sat up again, and talked to Zhu'er.