The tiles under him still retained the temperature of the day, and the boy lay on the roof, watching the sunset slowly disappearing from the horizon, and the wine bottle in his hand exuded a strong aroma of wine. Next to him lay a teenager of the same age as him, both of them in the same posture, holding the same wine bottle.

Wei Peng suddenly asked, "You said that she has grown taller now, will she still be so fat?" ”

Yang Jiulin took a sip of wine and said in a gentle voice: "Of course, it's ten years old, so fast!" ”

Wei Peng snorted and took a sip of wine, which man in the army doesn't know how to drink, in the wind and sand of the desert, in the northern frontier of Jin Ge Iron Horse, he has to drink the strongest wine, sprinkle the hottest blood, and on such a night, think about the person he misses the most.

"You say, she'll live well."

"Of course, she's too smart to die." Yang Jiulin's voice was still soft.

Wei Peng glanced at him silently, obviously a man, but he was always such a sissy, but he was really right about his handsome and extraordinary face, but unfortunately, he was the famous Yang Xiaohou on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang, that Xiao Yang general, his hands were stained with the blood of the Beidi generals.

Wei Peng suddenly felt that this face was so annoying, pestering her Xue'er all day long, as if she didn't know! Yang Jiulin also felt the ill-intentioned in his eyes, and looked sideways, did this person drink too much? What I said just now is good, this will look at yourself with such eyes, is you so annoying? He touched his face and suddenly smiled: "You have a good skin, you don't have to be so jealous of me." ”

Wei Peng suddenly punched over, the two were so close, Yang Jiulin was not on guard, he was punched hard in the face, Wei Peng's second punch came again, Yang Jiulin rolled over, and he had already rolled down the roof, and the moment he landed, Wei Peng also flew and jumped down.

Yang Jiulin shouted: "The surname is Wei, are you crazy?" How do you say do it? ”

Wei Peng snorted coldly: "I suddenly looked at you annoyingly." ”

Then, the two of them started to move in the courtyard, and then, and then, there was no more. When the old marquis received the letter and rushed back from the camp, the two of them had already dragged their respective guards aside, well, they were pressed by the guards and couldn't move.

Yang Qingshan couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I can't see it!" You two little bunnies are doing a lot of work, and no one fights? Take your own people to practice your hands, my old man is not against it, next time you can start a little heavier, this is too light, it is estimated that you will lie down for two days and go to the ground, this is not good, next time you have to lie down for ten days and half a month. ”

Looking at the redness and swelling on his grandson's face and the dark blue in Wei Peng's eyes, the old man suddenly couldn't help laughing loudly, touched his grandson's head, patted Wei Peng's face again, and wrinkled his eyebrows and eyes into walnuts when he smiled: "Little fart child, the hair hasn't grown, and he has learned to drink and make trouble." Hehe, come on, they each fight ten ...... Twenty military sticks, dare to drink and make trouble, if you delay the military situation, but you have to lose your head, this commander can't cut off your head, but you have to let you also have a long memory, go, drag it down and fight, if you don't see blood, you don't fight, give Lao Tzu again! ”

Woo, Yang Jiulin suddenly wanted to cry loudly, there is no disaster! He pointed at Wei Peng and scolded: "Wei Peng, you are so sick that you asked me to drink with you, and then you want to do it with me, are you going to kill me?" Do you know how terrible my grandfather's military stick was? I want to be beaten, and I have to be dragged down. Grandfather, the grandson knows that he is wrong, you spare the grandson this time. His call was very different from the demeanor of the gentle and elegant son, and he couldn't help twitching when he saw the body of the entourage guard sergeant, and he couldn't help laughing, and the prince had drunk too much.

Wei Peng is definitely a royal disciple with backbone, he can't lose royal face at any time, just fight, what is there to call. He glanced at Yang Jiulin, his wine was a little up, and his eyes were a little sluggish, and he said, "You have this bit of interest...... What's the call, just fight, as a son, is it okay to have a little backbone? Can the old marquis still kill you? ”

Then, the whole person fell asleep, however, when he woke up, he found that he was shirtless, and only a pair of pants were left on his body, lying on the bed like this, on his back, the hot pain on his buttocks, the pain in his heart, he tried to recall what happened yesterday, yesterday was Ruixue's birthday, so he and Yang Jiulin were lying on the roof drinking, recalling the things when they were children, and then they didn't know what to think, so they beat Yang Jiulin, no, it was the two of them who fought against each other. Then it seems that Yang Houye made people scold himself and Jiulin, and in the end he didn't know anything.

The personal little girl Wumo said softly: "Lord Shizi, are you awake...... The villain is going to bring you water. ”

Wei Peng hissed and took a breath, it hurts, his back hurts, and the old marquis is really heavy! He asked, "What about Yang Jiulin?" ”

Wumo looked strange, and couldn't help but smile: "It's in the house...... Lying on your stomach, the old marquis asked to beat you two together yesterday. You are a little less drunk, not as sober as Yang Xiaohou, so he is envious of you now, at least when you are beaten, Yang Xiaohou is hard-shouldered, you have fallen asleep drunk, unconscious......"

Wei Peng's face darkened, and he lost to Yang Jiulin in terms of drinking! Another little guy had already taken the medicine and said, "Lord Shizi, it's time for you to change the medicine." ”

Over there, Yang Jiulin was also lying on the bed in the same position, he was a fifteen-year-old man, he wanted to lie on the bed almost naked like this and couldn't move, even if he turned over, the stick wound on his back hurt his heart, and the range of action was larger, and the injuries when he fought with Wei Peng also broke out, and the little guy who was close to him was drugged by the rain, and the other little guy Wenshuang put his hands on his cheeks, sat on the pedal, looked at him curiously, and said: "Lord Shizi, you and Xuan Shizi are not drinking well, why did they fight?" ”

Yang Jiulin frowned, thinking back to what happened before the onset of alcohol last night, yesterday was Ah Xue's birthday, they got together to celebrate her birthday, and then they drank some, well, they drank a little too much, and then they fought, he should be jealous that he is more handsome than him? No, his face is also a disaster for the country and the people, otherwise Jinghe will chase after him since he was a child? Then why is he annoyed by himself? Is he afraid that he will rob Ah Xue with him in the future? Well, this is a good idea, although I like Ah Xue very much, but I really didn't think about whether I would marry her in the future, as long as she is happy, I will feel at ease, what does it matter if anything else? This little Wei Peng...... Hum! If you're really worried, then brother, I can reluctantly cooperate with you, well, it's decided.