The night was fluttering, and the gentle wind passed through the stove, leaving a few wisps of coolness, which drifted into the air.

The aroma of the decanting soup was also blown far away by this wind, Tang Baobao put the lid on the pot, raised his head and crashed into the eyes of a person.

The affection in the man's eyes was like the sea, almost drowning her in it, and her face turned red in an instant.

"You're coming over now, what about the banquet in front?"

"Chu Shengmo replaced me and went up."

Tang Baobao found out that Chu Junlan was now wearing a small dress, thinking that the two had temporarily changed their identities.

It's just that she didn't realize that the little guy who was following Chu Junlan was actually pretended to be Chu Shengmo.

Tang Baobao nodded, did not speak again, but picked up an empty bowl and put a bowl of sobering soup in front of Chu Junlan, and then took a spoon, put a spoonful, put it to his lips and blew it, before handing it to the other party's mouth, looking at Chu Junlan with a pair of smiling eyes.

"Taste it, made for you."

Ask an angry boyfriend how to coax him?

Regardless of three, seven, twenty-one......

Show weakness first, and then be coquettish, and everything can become a thing of the past.

Chu Junlan couldn't see the joy and anger on his face, he took the spoon in one gulp, and swallowed the decanting soup in an instant, that posture didn't look like he was simply drinking a decanting soup, but it felt like he was going to swallow the person who fed the soup together.

Unconsciously, the smile on Tang Baobao's face became sweeter and sweeter.

After drinking half a bowl of decanting soup, Chu Junlan looked at Tang Baobao with deep eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

"You go back with me, I don't worry about you hanging out with a bunch of men here."

"How could I possibly leave now?"

Tang Baobao asked rhetorically, and then put the spoon in his hand into the bowl, and looked into Chu Junlan's eyes seriously.

"Do you see something wrong with Fang Zhong's face today?"

Chu Junlan nodded with a solemn face, today's brief confrontation with Fang Zhong, although Fang Zhong's performance was very subtle, he still saw that the other party was a little mentally powerless, but he himself couldn't feel it.

"Yes, now that the poison has begun to bear fruit, how can I leave all this behind and go with you, and you see!"

Tang Baobao looked around the small kitchen, then stepped forward, buried himself in Chu Junlan's arms, and said sullenly:

"The place where I stay every day is here and Gu Duwei's camp, what do you have to worry about!"

It's good that Tang Baobao didn't mention Gu Guiyi, but at this mention, Chu Junlan remembered the appearance of Gu Guiyi defending Tang Baobao at the banquet, and he was suddenly jealous, and he couldn't wait to knock Tang Baobao out and bring him back now.

It's just that if he does this, Tang Baobao doesn't know how long he will be angry with him.

"I'm always worried about you."

I'm worried that you've been abducted by some wild man!

Chu Junlan was secretly ruthless in his heart, but his face was not leaky.

"I'm not a child anymore, besides, there is Chu Ling to help me, don't worry about it. And if I suddenly disappear in the eyes of all the soldiers today, wouldn't it be even more suspicious? ”

Tang Baobao leaned on Chu Junlan's arms, listened carefully to the other party's sonorous and powerful heartbeat, couldn't help but tighten the strength of his hand, and sniffed the other party's body deeply with some greed.

Why didn't she want to stay under Chu Junlan's wings like this, protected by him?

It's just that now that Sun Nanping has been tied up, Zheng Fengming has disappeared again, so many people have been implicated, and the situation no longer allows her to rely on Chu Junlan so much, and she also wants to contribute.

Chu Junlan immediately hugged the little person in his arms tightly, he understood Tang Baobao's eagerness and thoughtfulness, but he couldn't give the other party a sense of peace of mind.

"Baby, you take care of yourself and put yourself first in everything."

Chu Junlan pulled Tang Baobao's little one out of his embrace, pressed her shoulders, looked at her very seriously, and slowly wiped away the teardrops on Tang Baobao's eyelashes with a slightly rough thumb, and after saying this, he suddenly hugged the person into his arms.

Tight, tight, as if to embed her into his body.

The two lingered for a while before parting.

Tang Baobao entered the dreamland with a beautiful breath on Chu Junlan's body, but tonight was destined to be a busy night for Chu Junlan.

****

"Inspector Fang, this kid has been on a hunger strike for three days, and he wants to see you alive or dead, and his subordinates are afraid that they will delay the master's business, so he brought someone over."

In the big tent of the Chinese army, a man in black knelt on the ground, and behind him was a man slumped, wearing a hood on his head, and he couldn't distinguish his appearance.

Directly in front of him sat a man covered in wine.

It was Fang Zhong.

"Did anyone see me when you came?"

"Back to my lord, my subordinates are traveling at night, and no one should see it."

"Should it be?"

Fang Zhong, who had just returned from the banquet, only felt that the air was really hot and unbearable, he asked rhetorically, and exhaled a long breath, the flush on his face became more and more obvious.

The man who knelt on the ground nodded his head to the ground instantly, and said nothing, as if he was allowed to fall.

Fang Zhong pulled his clothes in impatience again, waved his hand, and pointed at the person who had collapsed on the ground.

"Cover him up."

The man in black stepped forward and took the hood from the man who had collapsed to the ground.

The person who fell to the ground was not Sun Nanping.

Sun Nanping stared at Fang Zhong with a pair of eyes and smiled.

Because of dieting and lack of water, the lips were chapped and chapped at the slightest movement, and they tore and cracked, and blood flowed out.

The voice is also extraordinarily hoarse and dry.

"Fang Zhong, it's really you."

"Hmm."

Fang Zhong was poured a lot of wine by Chu Shengmo, and at this time he had a bit of a headache and unbearable headache, and he didn't have much patience on his face, so he hurriedly said, don't delay Lao Tzu to sleep.

"I'm here to surrender."

"Surrender?"

Fang Zhong's hand rubbing his temples stopped, and then he looked at Sun Nanping with a little interest.

"You're going to surrender to me?"

Then regardless of whether Sun Nanping should respond or not, he stood up directly, picked up the tea in his hand and walked to Sun Nanping's side, nodded and motioned to the man in black to untie the rope that bound Sun Nanping, and then put the cup of tea beside Sun Nanping.

Only then did Shi Shiran return to the top.

"Now the situation in the DPRK and China is complicated, even if it is your grandfather, the dignified emperor and master are all involved, to put it bluntly, whether it is King Guoping or King Xiang, everyone is just their own master. There's really no way to say who is right and who is wrong, don't you say? ”

Sun Nanping, who was untied, poured the cup of tea into his mouth as if he was afraid of being robbed by others, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was two points more relaxed.

"That's why I came to Toucheng, the water flows to a low place, and people die to a high place, I have to find another way back for my grandson's family."