Chapter 32: Warlord Little Wolf Dog (7)

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Wen Ying saw Mars with her sleeves in her sleeve, and at the same time, she was so dignified, calm, and quiet that she flew away.
She yelled softly, looking at a loss as Mars easily left a black hole in her sleeve, as if she would burn up in the next second, and quickly reached out to pat.
"do not move!"
There was a soft drink from behind, and then a strong force came from her waist. She was almost hugged from the ground to the faucet.
"What do you think, take a hand to shoot, eh?" He yelled at her with a consistent sarcasm, coldly pressed her uniform against her back, unscrewed the faucet, held her wrist and sent it under the faucet.
The clear water rushed down continuously, wetting the sleeves, and the trace of flames was also suppressed and washed away.
She sighed softly.
"Is it burnt? Let me see." He quickly turned her wrist and lifted her sleeves. Sure enough, the skin above was burnt with black and red, and there was only a little bit, just like Momei left on the paper. Blossoming ink flowers.
But she sighed with exquisite and beautiful sleeves: "Oh, this one I like very much ..."
Shao Yifeng laughed at her again for no reason, "Mother!"
"Okay, I know ..." she mumbled, showing a rare childishness, and then took a step back, but just stepped on his military boots.
Her embroidered shoes Ping Su protruded only a little from the skirt, like the flower bones probed from the branches in spring, but now stepped on half of it.
Most of his weight weighed on him.
But even if the weight of her body was pressed on it, it still didn't hurt at all. As if a pair of soft hands suddenly grabbed his heart, it wasn't the breath of weight that held one's breath, but the feeling when he fluttered away.
"Ah, sorry."
Wen Ying quickly removed her embroidered shoes, turned to apologize, and suddenly looked up to realize how close the two were.
He seemed to be pulling up again, and now she was only in the position of his chest, and she had to raise her neck a little more to reveal the pointy chin of the cat's face.
Shao Yifeng lowered his head and looked at her.
As if there was a tacit understanding, for a moment, both people's breathing lightened, and they did not speak for a long time.
"Mother should be more careful in the future." He took a step back and broke the silence. "If you want to cook again, just change your clothes, or ask someone for help. Don't do things like fire."
She was stunned and nodded subconsciously: "Good, good."
He stared at her again, she was always serious, like a cat in the alley where he lived, staring at the eyes of people, the three-pawded beards on both sides were meticulously raised, but occasionally they were also fascinated. At that time, he emptied his eyes, stepped on the stairs by accident, and grunted and rolled down, looking up in a daze.
She is now like a cat stepping on an empty foot. She was stunned by the sudden situation.
Shao Yifeng raised the corner of his mouth with an unspeakable jump in his heart. But at the same time, another voice overwhelmed his caper, warning him that this was something he couldn't even think about.
Later, Shao Yifeng cooked that bowl of noodles. He took off his military coat and rolled up his shirt sleeves. His movements were simple and capable.
Wen Ying seemed to think of it suddenly, and said, "Is Feng 22 years old this year?"
"Correct."
"Are there any girls you like?"
He grabbed the noodles with a strong hand, and the noodles were cut off by the chopsticks and fell back into the pot. He only said calmly on his face: "Why suddenly asked about this?"
"You can get a kitchen in the hall, and it looks like a type that will please many girls." She smiled.
"is it?"
He was careless and seemed not very happy. Wen Ying heard that he was afraid of misunderstanding and quickly shook his hand. "I don't mean anything else. I know you don't want to be a matchmaker now. What you love is free. I just thought, if you like it Girl, just say something to your father, lest he think of it one day, and Xingxing will point you to a head, you should not be happy.
In the past few years, Wen Ying ’s relationship with Shao Getian has eased. Although she often chokes him with cultural pieces, she does n’t forbid him to do this like the original owner. She has to set rules. Therefore, Marshal Shao will occasionally return to the Marshal Mansion once or twice, but with Wen Ying's deliberate taboos, the mode of getting along is similar to that of ordinary friends.
"Mother shouldn't do anything less."
He put down the shirt cuffs, re-buttoned the button, and responded coldly: "I have no one I like."

Although the little wolf dog was carried to the military camp to fight and fall, but he had to come back every New Year. On his birthday, Wen Ying ordered him to go home, so he returned to Shuaifu two days before Shao Yifeng.
He stopped sleeping in the same bed as Wen Ying since he was ten years old. Wen Ying chose another room for him. Because he did n’t care, the decorations inside were all handled by her, and he specially set up a glass with a wall. The cabinet, which used to be a watch-like device for his pastime, now has an extra horse brand ladle, Browning / 9mm □, which was given to him by Shao Shao after seeing his amazing assembling talent. Birthday gift.
When Wen Ying came to his room and knocked on the door, he heard the sound of water coming from inside and pushed open the door and went in.
Shao Tingyu was taking a bath. While unscrewing the handle of the bathroom, she said, "Did you go to exercise early in the morning?
As soon as the bathroom door opened halfway, the boy had no time to wipe his body and crouched down to the corner.
"Mother ... don't come in." He said resistingly.
Wen Ying realized something suddenly and chuckled slightly, "Are we little tigers shy?"
He kept silent.
Wen Ying retired thoughtfully and waited for him in the room.
Soon after, the bathroom door was opened.
In three years, the little boy has reached the height of Wen Ying. He was wearing pajamas and his hair was soft and obedient against his head. Because the pupil is dark, it is a little bigger than others, and watching the person quietly is especially attentive.
Wen Ying watched the water dripping down his hair, pulled the towel in his hand, and wiped his hair. "I told you to sleep a little longer. If the boy does not sleep well at this stage, he will not grow tall, do you know?"
"Ok."
Wen Ying wiped him dry and saw him sitting on a chair without opening his mouth. He felt a little strange and could not help but squat down. "What's wrong with Xiaohu today, don't want to talk?"
He thought for a while and emphasized: "... I take a shower and my mother will not come in."
"Okay, got it." She refrained from laughing and agreed briskly, but saw him still looking unhappy, "What else?"
He looked at her for a while, leaned over his head, and said slowly: "Awful, don't want to say ..."
The voice of the young voice-changing period is stiff and hoarse, which is really not very pleasant.
Wen Ying smiled when she thumped.
She still remembers that when the little wolfdog changed her teeth, she said "ugly, don't want to say", and insisted on not speaking, only when she teased him so that she had to speak, she took her hand to cover her mouth, and closed it after quickly speaking. .
He is very persistent and persistent in this respect.
"The voice change period is one year. Doesn't Xiaohu not speak to me for a year?" Wen Ying sighed pretendingly, "Hey, it's so sad."
Shao Tingyu focused her attention on her, and when she saw her sad appearance, she reached out her hand and gently touched her head.

In the evening, there was a birthday feast, because Shao Tingyu ’s identity was different from that of Shao Yifeng. With his own requirements, Shao Shuai, who loved his face, did not feast, and only invited his uncle brothers and other relatives. This birthday was born mostly by gathering together from the beginning and communicating with each other.
But after all, it was the banquet of the big handsome family. Looking at Shao Getian's face, facing Shao Tingyu as a junior, everyone was also very good-natured. Heard that he is now training in the army and praised his father as a dog.
When Shao Yifeng sat down, the praise sounded like turning the wind and rushing at him again. It looks like his birthday feast.
Wen Yingyuan wanted to comfort the little wolfdog. When he looked sideways, he quietly sucked the noodles she cooked. When she saw her, she tilted her head in doubt and smiled and said nothing more.
The next day, the porter reported that Miss Zhi came to visit, and she invited the other party to go to the small garden for tea.
It was empty and there was no place to escape, so they could chat.
Zhi Xi took out an exquisitely packed gift and put it on the table of Xiaoyang. "I heard that your family's birthday was given to him yesterday."
Wen Ying called Ying Cao to close it up, and just took her away. "What's the reason for coming today?"
Since the call was broken, the other party will come to the house every few months. This was certainly surprising in the eyes of others. Even Shao Getian was confused, and he didn't understand how Xiao Qinger actually had the ability to envelop Mrs. Zhengfang, but he was happy to see it done.
Only the two of them know what they are doing.
Zhi Xi made a deal with her the first time she came to the door. She has done many tasks, and she has played against her role, which is a special judge of the fallen deity. She did n’t win or lose, but Wen Ying also guessed, if it was She lost, how could 21 make her come again.
But Zhi Xi also said: "I'm tired of playing in this life. I lose if I lose. The worst thing is to be an ordinary person. At first I chose Shao Getian because I like this one. Older men will hurt. People, unlike a guy in his early twenties, do n’t even know what he wants. However, since I found out that you are here, I do n’t care about these things. Look, I ’ll give you if I like it. "
The first time Wen Ying met a "companion" who could communicate, and when she saw her attitude, she realized that not all envoys were like themselves and invested in feelings to gain the favor of others. The other party may have experienced too many worlds. Doing tasks is like playing the next game. All the characters are chess pieces. Let her play it.
She was undecided.
Right now, Zhi Xi listened to her question, her long legs overlapped, and her sitting posture seemed alluring, "I think you have been stuck on your feet, worrying about you. In the past year, I have been alienating Shao Shao Shao action."
Wen Ying shook her head, "I'm not going to choose him."
"Huh?" The opponent was surprised. "Don't you know that the more key figures like them get, the higher the score? Or do you think he is too old?"
Wen Ying had a meal and asked her, "Are you sure you want to give up?" No matter how you look at it, Zhi Xi doesn't look like someone who will kill her neck, even though she says she is tired.
"Why did I say that it was because of this." The other party smiled and said quietly, "Since Sakura will consider it for me, then I will do you a favor."
"I don't need you to do anything, myself ..."
Wen Ying didn't finish a word, the other party pressed her finger to her lips, blinked at her, "You just wait."
Wen Ying always feels that she has a bad hunch, but the opponent does not follow the rules. Although she has ordered people to follow, she doesn't think it will be useful.
Sure enough, she didn't wait to receive the news. At night, she knew what the other party wanted to do.
She and Shao Getian had been in the same bed and dreamed for many years and had been in peace with each other. Even if he went back to the house, she would also move to the guest room and let the room out.
But Shao Getian drank two more drinks that night, but actually came to her room and talked nonsense in her mouth. It ’s been a long time since I left him, and I did n’t want to separate their husband and wife. She will ignore him anymore.
Before Wen Ying responded, he was suppressed on the bed.
After forty years, after all, he was a man who fought all the way on the battlefield. He didn't give Wen Ying a chance.
Shao Getian ’s consistently powerful and overbearing eyes were slightly confused, and his eyes were red, and he could n’t see whether it was because he had drunk too much, or was hurt by someone he liked.
But the hand he stretched to tear Wen Ying's clothes was not light at all, the spring shirt was thin, and the position of the collar was instantly ripped apart!
Wen Ying pityed him a little, but now he wished that he and Zhi Xi's head would collapse with a shot!
What is this, on purpose? Marital violence / violent?
This is the most disgusting thing she has encountered so far. Rao is Wen Yingli who has developed a strong heart, and at this time it is also a little helpless.
She could not push people, and leaned back to see the position of the lamp, but the man took the opportunity to lean down and sprayed her neck thickly with a sniff.
At this moment, anger swept across her body, so that she shivered slightly.
Just when she forced herself to calm down, she suddenly heard Ying Cao's voice outside: "... Mrs. Has fallen asleep, and the coach is here ..."
The words weren't finished, I only heard the door "boom" and there was a loud sound, and someone broke into the door.