Wei Wuchen walked directly to the chair and sat down, and pulled Yan Zen's robe to his lap and placed it securely, then said, "Okay, let's start." ”

Yan Chanyi looked at Wei Youchen with an expectant look, the tension disappeared a little, and he squinted a little funny, and poked his lips out.

But what she didn't expect was that just when her lips were about to touch Wei Youchen's cheeks, Wei Youchen turned her head slightly. Her lips fell on him so impartially, and before she could react, a large hot hand pressed directly against her head, blocking her retreat.

She could clearly feel his hot, soft lips, slowly burning and devouring himself.

At this moment, she forgot to breathe, only stiffened her back and met the same hot eyes. When she saw the smile in her eyes, she knew that she had been fooled, but she couldn't break free.

His breath was hot like a volcanic eruption, and the magma was swallowed up by fragrant flowers along the way, no burning pain, only the warmth of her heart. She wanted to stay awake, but she couldn't help but be intoxicated by the fragrance.

The kiss was long and short. The dust was still unfinished, but it had to end, because he could feel that the little Zen baby in his arms was already breathing so hard that he was about to faint.

Yan Zenyi finally had air again, and quickly took a few breaths of relief, his cheeks were still flushed with blood, but he didn't dare to look at Wei Youchen again.

Standing up directly on the lap of the dust, he said in a hoarse voice like a mosquito, "Why didn't I see that you were a big-tailed wolf before?" ”

"Hahaha." Wei Weichen smiled heartily when he heard the words, pinched the pink cheeks of Yan Zen clothes and said, "Zen baby, the big-tailed wolf is waiting for you to go back in the capital." Don't forget what you said, when you return to the capital, let me kiss you like you just kissed me. ”

This night, Yan Zenyi rolled in bed all night, and the feeling of her heart beating like thunder also experienced it solidly. Thinking of his enthusiasm and his prodigal words before leaving, I inexplicably looked forward to returning to the capital.

Originally, she thought that she would be able to prepare his birthday gift with peace of mind before she came to the barracks, but she never thought that because she remembered him in her heart, she was pricked five times by her embroidery needle as soon as she started.

Although lard is not much, it is still promoted to the army. There is only one dish of vegetables stir-fried in lard every day, but it is also the cleanest dish that is eliminated every day.

After Yan Zenyi can run and jump, she is really idle to sit in the camp tent during the day, because there are often staff and generals to ask for instructions, so she does not dare to sit in the camp tent during the day to sew birthday gifts for Wei Wuchen, if she is seen, it will be too damaging to her military prestige.

So during the day, Yan Zenyi also followed the training ground to see the training of the soldiers, and the June day was really hot and panicked, and occasionally there would be a rainstorm that came as soon as it was said, and it was very uncomfortable to be stuffy and hot.

Yan Zenyi also asked Sixteen to go to the pharmacy in the city to buy a lot of wall cream, that is, modern saltpeter, and also ordered many molds to make popsicles in the fire head camp. Every day after lunch, each soldier comes and eats a popsicle, sometimes watermelon-flavored, but most of the time it's just the most ordinary saltwater popsicle.

The soldiers originally complained a lot about this airborne military advisor, especially after someone was forcibly discharged directly every day, and there were even more people who were dissatisfied with Yan Zenyi.

But every day after lunch, sitting in the Huotou camp and eating, you can listen to the storytelling of Zen clothes, and everyone has a lot of good feelings for this little man's military master. Yan Zenyi was also panicked, and accidentally told a small fragment of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to the soldiers who were resting in the Huotou camp after lunch, but he didn't expect that there were only a few dozen people eating in the Huotou camp, and the second day it expanded to several hundred.

If it weren't for the fact that the Huotou Battalion really couldn't sit down, I was afraid that the entire Yan family army would squeeze over to listen to her story. She was a dignified military advisor, and soon became the exclusive storyteller of the Yan family's army.

Those who did not hear the story told it to them. No one in the entire army said anything about the gossip of the military advisor and General Ma after dinner, and they were all talking about the story of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Even many people think that General Ma Shen always ran to the military barracks to listen to the story.

Actually, it's true.

After Ma Yueli left Yan Zenyi's tent that night, she never came to look for Yan Zenyi. Because Li Ying almost injured Yan Zenyi that night, she felt guilty and blamed herself in her heart, and she felt shameless. Later, even Li Ying ignored her.

It's just that by chance, during the rest of the training, I heard the soldiers talking about the story of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and I just listened to it, and finally I was a little worried, so I cheekily went to find Yan Zenyi.

Yan Zenyi saw that the story of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was so popular, and it was also very effective in inspiring the morale of the army, so at the beginning of the storytelling on the third day, he arranged for seventeen days to copy the story he said.

What she didn't know was that in addition to Seventeen, there was also a literate person in the Huotou camp, who directly and secretly sold her story into the city, and she unknowingly became a best-selling storyteller who was urged to change every day.

However, rather than telling stories to Ma Yueli, Yan Chanyi was still more keen to listen to Ma Yueli talk about her and Li Ying. For example, what happened to the two of them after leaving her tent that night.

In the past few days, Yan Zenyi has also secretly observed the interaction between Ma Yueli and Li Ying. always looked at Li Ying with a sneering face, pouring water and fanning Ma Yueli, but Ma Yueli treated Li Ying as if he was treating his subordinates, fierce and cold, Yan Zenyi couldn't help but shudder when he looked at it.

"Are you completely dead set on that Li Ying?" Yan Zenyi poured a glass of ice water for Ma Yueli, and saw that Ma Yueli couldn't take his eyes off the story of the seventeen transcriptions, so he asked carefully.

Ma Yueli was stunned for a moment, but then she laughed, and there was the familiar sweetness of Yan Zen clothes in her smile, which was the sour smell of love!

"No, it's just that he used to pick his nose and eyes at me, and it's rare to be as considerate to me as he is now."

Yan Zenyi smiled understandingly, it turned out that this was already at the stage of flirting, and she, a bystander who didn't know the truth, was in a hurry.

"Don't worry, I didn't tell him you're a woman...... It's ......" Ma Yueli hesitated for a long time and said in a low voice, "I told him that the man who was in your tent that day was your good friend......"

"......" Yan Zenyi's face turned red and black, but what people said seemed to be right, Weiyouchen was indeed ...... It's her good look. But how does this feel so weird? "So he's treating me like a broken sleeve, right?"

"Huh...... I didn't say that, but I can't control what he thinks. Ma Yueli playfully stuck out her tongue and began to shake the pot.

Yan Zenyi sighed, not to blame Ma Yueli, but smelling the sour smell of people's love, and remembering the big-tailed wolf that he hadn't seen for several days, as if he was ...... Strange to him.

So after Ma Yue left, Yan Zenyi thought about writing a letter to Wei Youchen. But whatever she writes, it seems to be a bit hypocritical, not to mention that she is a thin-skinned little woman. In the end, the brush was held in the hand for a long time, picked up and put down, put down and picked up, and finally put it down.

Before writing it, it seemed that there were a thousand words to tell him. But I really wrote it, and I felt that I was sour and hypocritical.

"Sixteen, go find me a bamboo basket, it doesn't need to be too big." Although Yan Zenyi felt that he couldn't write it, he could still be subtle.

Sixteen didn't know what Yan Zenyi wanted to do with the bamboo basket this big night, but he still went to the Huotou camp to find a small bamboo basket.

Yan Zenyi picked up the brush, and wrote a big "such as" on the small bamboo basket, and then picked up two pieces of snow-white rice paper, directly tore it into slag, and threw it into the bamboo basket at will.

Yan Zenyi looked at the scraps of paper scattered in the bamboo basket, a little funny at her whimsy, and sure that her big-tailed wolf would understand her, the corners of her mouth were smiling, and that smile was full of longing and happiness.

"Send this basket to your master, and you can't lose the contents of it." Although Yan Zenyi was a little embarrassed, he still stuffed the bamboo basket to Sixteen.

Sixteen looked at the pile of waste paper scraps in this small bamboo basket, and the second monk was really confused. Although he was curious, he didn't dare to ask, so he could only call Seventeen to deliver the bamboo basket.

Yan Zenyi touched his hot cheeks and tore the paper, like a basket. Thinking about it, like madness. He understands without dust, right?

When Weiweichen received the bamboo basket from Seventeen, it was already early in the morning. Seventeen all the way to the stars and the moon, although the third watch sneaked into the palace, but he didn't dare to disturb the master's sleep, so he sat in front of the door of the dusty room and took a nap.

As soon as Weiyouchen opened the door, he kicked the bamboo basket at the door, and he was a little impatient how someone could put the bamboo basket in front of his door, and he saw the seventeenth who was sleeping against the door frame.

"Why are you here? Didn't you let you guard Miss Yan? Wei Youchen was a little nervous about whether something had happened to Zen Yi, but thinking that Seventeen could still sleep so leisurely, he also knew that it shouldn't be an emergency.

Seventeen was kicked awake by his master, and he hadn't woken up from the dream just now, and when he looked up, he saw his master staring at him with a serious face, and suddenly knelt down sleepily and said, "Miss Yan asked her subordinates to send things to the master." ”

Wei Weichen's eyebrows instantly stretched, the corners of his lips couldn't be concealed, and he was obviously anxious and crazy, but he still asked indifferently on his face, "What about things?" ”

Seventeen worriedly handed over the small bamboo basket that had just been kicked down by Weiweichen, and replied carefully, "This is the bamboo basket." ”

Wei Weichen took the bamboo basket and carefully inspected the shredded paper inside, but there was no ink at all, and it was obviously blank. I looked at the big word "such as" on the bamboo basket again, and after a long silence, I finally evoked a charming smile.