Chapter Eighty-Four: I'm Willing to Learn Anything

After Fan Xixi lay on the bed, Jiang Qianliang shamelessly hugged the quilt and lay on her bed.

Fan Xixi felt that there was a movement behind her, and quickly turned around, and saw that Jiang Qianliang was already pretending to sleep in her bed with a calm look.

Quickly pushed him, and said in a low voice with a little anger: "Why did you come here?" ”

Jiang Qianliang pointed behind him with his finger, didn't open his eyes, and said, "There is an injury on the back, I'm cold!" ”

The angry Fan Xixi was about to drop the pillow.

Do you hear this is speaking in human terms? May I ask what does it have to do with the fact that you have a wound in your back and you are cold?

He roared: "Hurry back and lie down." ”

"I don't." Jiang Qianliang said and wrapped the quilt again, as if he was deliberately angry with Fan Xixi.

Fan Xixi can't really compare with his illness, not to mention that the injury behind his back is still so serious.

He turned around angrily and lay down with his back to Jiang Qianliang.

Jiang Qianliang relied on the injuries on his body, but he became more and more shameless.

When he woke up the next morning, Fan Xixi accidentally overslept, and Jiang Qianliang was no longer in the tent.

When Jiang Qianliang was leaving, he left a note for her, writing: "Hu Yang, I was entrusted by General Gu to watch the actual combat operation of the wolf, and I have already taken good medicine for the injuries on my back. ”

"In addition, seeing that you are sleeping soundly, I also went to tell the room that you are not feeling well, and you should be able to rest a little more today and go over later."

"There's porridge left for you on the small table, drink some."

Fan Xixi put down the note and looked around the small table, there were some things messily placed on it, and the porridge was not seen, but a large bowl was upside down.

Fan Xixi picked up the large bowl and saw a small bowl of steaming white rice porridge under the cover.

I couldn't help but smile.

This must have also been taught by the eldest lady of the room, and it was impossible for Jiang Qianliang to know that buttoning up the porridge with a bowl could prevent heat dissipation.

Unexpectedly, even this kind of trivial matter, now Jiang Qianliang is willing to learn, which is good.

(This is the end of the first part of this book, I am very grateful to the readers who accompanied me here, this is the first volume of this book, if there is a chance in the future, I will continue to write, I am very grateful to the readers who accompanied me here, because this is my first book, and many places written are really unsatisfactory, but to change it, it is probably going to be all overturned, I don't have the energy now, so I chose the most cowardly way, first to open another new book, and when I like reading again, I will come back and rewrite it.

The idea of this book comes from myself, and there are many plots, which I think will be good. But it's a pity that the pen is not enough, even when I write it out and read it again, I often feel that what I write is in tatters, too many places have not been dealt with well, the more I write this book, the more I feel inferior, the more I write, the more I don't want to write, and I simply force myself to the extent that writing a book every day is a kind of torture.

I feel that this is irresponsible to myself and to my readers. It also takes energy for everyone to read books, so how can I let everyone waste time reading this kind of nonsense, I will feel sorry for everyone, and it is also contrary to my original intention of writing books.

If you are interested, you can read my new book "Flower Notes", which I have spent a lot of time on, and it is a book that will be much easier to read, because while writing this book, I learned a lot of writing skills.

Anyway, in the end, I apologize.

We'll all meet again.