Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 40
At this moment, Wei Ji was a little impulsive.

Although he is young, he has never been arrogant. The experience of fighting on the battlefield for many years has always warned him that he should not have the slightest impulse.

But at this moment, he was a little impulsive.

Wei Ji saw that he stretched out his hand, and he pulled Xie Zhijun up from the Arhat bed with one force, and the two of them staggered and fell on the canopy bed together.

"Oh," Wei Ji smiled and straightened Xie Zhiyun's waist, making her lie on him firmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Xie."

Xie Zhiyun was almost laughed at by him.

"What's your name? Also, when was I in a hurry?"

Wei Ji patted her on the waist lightly, his laughter had a strong nasal sound.

"Just now, Mr. Xiao Xie has been persuasive and persuasive, and the students have benefited a lot. This sir should be called."

Xie Zhiyun was slightly taken aback.

Wei Ji didn't give her a chance to regain her senses, and the hot kiss came over, taking away all Xie Zhiyun's breath in an instant.

"Mr. Xie, the students have other questions, and I need your advice from the master."

Wei Ji stretched out his hand and tore off the heavy green gauze curtains.

"Wei Ji, I'm tired, I'm sleepy, I need to rest!"

Xie Zhiyun accused him coquettishly almost like a roar.

Seeing her blushing face, Wei Ji felt very satisfied in his heart, he was just teasing her, this time he didn't go too far.

When everything was silent, Xie Zhijun had no time to catch up with Wei Ji, so he fell asleep beside him so naturally.

Wei Ji couldn't sleep tonight.

He propped his arms and looked down at Xie Zhiyun's sleeping face.

She was the most peaceful when she was asleep, she didn't have the peculiar weirdness in front of him, she didn't have the dignified and stable in front of outsiders, and she wasn't as tense as when she was in the Xie family.

At this moment, she is as obedient as a bunny, sleeping peacefully, carefree
Wei Ji stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her delicate cheek, but the moment he stretched out his hand, he became timid again.

He was afraid of breaking her and waking her up.

Wei Ji couldn't help laughing at himself, for some time, he had such a weak heart.

If the enemy generals of Daqi and Beiliang listened, they might spit out the wine from their mouths, and then pointed at the scouts and cursed.

"As for Wei's son, Leng Yan Wang, who eats people without spitting out bones, and kills without blinking an eye, when did he look like someone?"

Thinking of this, Wei Ji couldn't help laughing.

He has a very good facial features. As the protector of the North Vietnamese people, the North Vietnamese people regard him and Wei Cang as gods, but the enemies hate him to the bone, wishing to eat his flesh and body, so that he can no longer lead the army to fight.

Probably only the sleeping little rabbit would call him a disciple.

The more Wei Ji thought about it, the happier he became, and he almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but in the end he was afraid of waking her up, so he laughed muffledly, but he didn't dare to make a sound after all.

Wei Ji looked at her eyebrows and eyes, and his smile faded, but there was a warmth in his eyes that he couldn't even detect.

In fact, he didn't agree to get married at that time, he killed too much, he was waded in the rain of blood since he was a child, and he didn't know when he would be shrouded in horse leather, so why bother to leave a widow.

But at that time Wei Cang said: "Silly boy, when you have a home, you won't dare to die easily."

He slammed his palm-like hand on his son's generous shoulders, feeling that he had grown up, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit relieved.

"Look at you, you are such a big man, you are afraid of a ball," Wei Cang couldn't help saying the vernacular, "Who dares to cut you, you are afraid of getting a ball back."

"I'm still here, you can't fucking die."

Wei Ji thought of his father, the refugees who were about to be resettled, and how many people could have a home again, and he felt a little happy.

Although these errands are troublesome, he doesn't find it hard. Everything he does is meaningful.

Wei Ji turned over and lay flat next to Xie Zhijun, finally felt drowsy and fell asleep in a daze.

The next morning, when Xie Zhijun woke up again, Wei Ji had already left Chunhuating.

Xie Zhiyun didn't care either, she just patted her waist lightly, and complained to Zhaoyu: "He's just a reckless man."

I don't know the severity at all.

Zhao Yu burst out laughing, she looked left and right, leaned forward and whispered: "Miss, please be content, if your husband is not good, then only miss will suffer."

This was said by Fu Yaoyue, but Zhao Yu learned it and used it to tease her.

Xie Zhiyun thumped her with a blushing face, and spat: "You didn't learn well."

Zhao Yu laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, and then she said: "Miss, get up quickly, the breakfast is here, and today there are shrimp wontons, served in chicken soup, very delicious."

Xie Zhiyun had been exhausted all night, and now she was already hungry, so she couldn't help swallowing when she heard this.

"Eating breakfast is a business," Xie Zhiyun said, "I won't argue with you."

When eating breakfast, Xie Zhiyun realized that he did not fall asleep yesterday.

She held the hand holding the milk-flavored steamed bread for a while, and suddenly remembered the previous dream. After waking up, she had been worrying about Xie Zhixing, but she forgot to think about why she fell into the dream that day.

It is said that the two-phase Yan is good, but it does not fall into a dream every time, so what is special about that one time?

Xie Zhiyun was suddenly upset again.

She asked Zhao Yu: "You can send someone to Guiyin Temple before, but have you met that Granny Yan?"

Zhao Yu shook his head and said: "Afterwards, the boy went several times, but he never saw that mother-in-law again. I asked the mage in the temple, and the mage said that Granny Yan had gone home."

Xie Zhiyun always felt that Granny Yan was a bit weird, but also somewhat familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she couldn't remember what that Granny Yan looked like.

Xie Zhiyun shook his head helplessly: "I can't remember this memory."

Zhao Yu didn't know why, so he said: "The weather is fine today, if you are not busy, it would be good for Miss to go to the garden or go to the market."

Xie Zhiyun's eyes lit up: "It's so good, I want to go and see what the grain shop at home is like."

Just as the master and servant were saying this, Mu Yun hurried in.

"Miss, Qiu Shixuan's ingots are here, and they say they want to invite Miss to Qiu Shixuan to appraise the treasure."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

Appreciation?

(End of this chapter)