Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 592
Nangong Qianmo's mouth twitched, bent down and put him on the ground, ignoring his sad little eyes, and said calmly: "Tonight's chicken legs will be confiscated."

"Why?!" Xiao Baozi suddenly felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and his whole body was not well.

"It's time for you to lose weight." She said a few words lightly.

After saying that, he walked to Mo Tingye, bent down and picked up the black iron dagger, looked at him with a leisurely smile, and said, "How long have I been asleep, and you throw my things on the ground?"

"Mo'er!" Mo Tingye couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, as if she would disappear immediately if he let go.

Nangong Qianmo was so hugged by him that it was hard to breathe, so she had no choice but to say, "Let me go, I'm going to be suffocated to death by you!"

"I won't let you go!" Mo Tingye was still a little scared, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Nangong Qianmo was so strangled by him, thinking that Nan'er was still watching, her face flushed immediately, she raised her elbow and hit him hard on the back of the waist, and took a step back while he was in a daze, Panting heavily: "Mo Tingye, you..."

"Oh, Daddy is so naive!" Mo Zhinan shook his head and sighed like an adult.

Mo Tingye's face darkened, and he was about to go forward to arrest him but was stopped by Nangong Qianmo, "Nan'er is right, aren't you naive?"

The little bun hid behind his mother and made a face at his father with a provocative face, before Mo Tingye could react, he quickly ran away on his short legs.

"Mo Zhinan, don't run away if you have the ability!" Mo Tingye yelled furiously at the back of a certain restless brat.

Nangong Qianmo covered her lips and smiled lightly: "It's alright, alright, what are you fussing about with a child?"

Mo Tingye's face sank: "You still have the nerve to say that I haven't settled with you for what happened half a month ago!" What was agreed depends on one's ability, but she dared to make herself dizzy directly. The courage is really getting bigger and bigger!
"Ah? What? Half a month ago? Have I slept for so long?" Nangong Qianmo's eyebrows twitched, and he began to pretend to be confused, propping his head, with a bitter expression on his face: "Oh, my head hurts..."

Although he knew that her appearance was most likely fake, Mo Tingye couldn't help but stepped forward to rub her temples, and asked with a sullen face, "Is this the pain?"

"Yeah!" Nangong Qianmo nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, his eyes looked so sincere.

Mo Tingye gave her a helpless look, but the movements of his hands became more gentle.

Suddenly, the moment his eyes touched the long snow-white hair on her shoulders, he trembled uncontrollably. He had never felt that the color was so glaring like now. Slowly stroking the long hair with his fingers, he felt His breathing seems to have stagnated, and his Mo'er is only 20 years old this year, but because of him, his hair is white like a waterfall of silk...

Nangong Qianmo sensed something was wrong with him, followed his gaze, and was only slightly surprised when she saw the white hair on her shoulders, and soon understood what he was thinking.

I couldn't help being a little funny in my heart, and said: "I still remember that in my previous life, I always wanted to dye my hair white. Unfortunately, the army has strict regulations, so this wish can only come to an end. Now it's good, the wish has come true!"

"How is it? Do you feel that my white hair looks more chic than before?" Nangong Qianmo fiddled with her soft white hair with an excited expression on her face.In fact, she didn't say all this to comfort him. Compared with plain black hair, she really prefers wanton white hair.

I thought I had successfully comforted him, but Mo Tingye seemed to be even angrier, and said with a cold face: "You seem to be very proud?"

"Eh..." Nangong Qianmo was at a loss for words for a while, and said with a sneer, "Well, you... are you angry?"

Mo Tingye stared at her and remained silent, but his heart was churning like a torrent of rivers. Rather than saying that he was angry with her, it was better to say that he was angry with himself——he was angry with himself for being powerless, angry with himself for breaking his promise and gaining weight, he clearly said that He would definitely keep her safe, but she was repeatedly injured because of him, and even nearly died...

Nangong Qianmo felt guilty, and her eyes were erratic, but she didn't dare to look at him. Just as she was thinking hard about how to successfully expose the matter, Feng Zhiyao's urgent voice suddenly came from outside the door: "I I heard Nan'er say that Lou Mo woke up? Is it true?"

The savior is here!Nangong Qianmo was overjoyed immediately, and looked at him with a smile: "What do you think?" Since he came to the door on his own initiative, it's really not my style not to drag him into the water!

Seeing the weird smile on her face, Feng Zhiyao's heart was full of alarm bells, and the joy of knowing that she finally woke up disappeared in an instant, and the footsteps that had just stepped into the courtyard door stopped abruptly, and looked at her with a full face: "You just woke up!" What the hell are you thinking when you wake up?"

"You've really wronged me! Even if you don't come to see me today, I'm going to visit you to thank you!" Nangong Qianmo said seriously.

Xu has been tricked by her too many times, due to experience, this time Feng Zhiyao quickly realized what she was planning, and quickly preemptively said: "Ting Ye, let me declare first, half a month ago you were with me. The sudden coma in the mansion really has nothing to do with me, I swear!"

"Zhiyao, this is your fault, how can you not leave your name when you do something good!" Nangong Qianmo looked at him with disapproval.As he spoke, he walked forward and pushed him enthusiastically onto the stone bench to sit down.

Sensing the cold gaze from someone beside him, Feng Zhiyao felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and hurriedly explained: "Tingye, listen to me, I really don't belong with her..."

"Oh, that's right, Qingyue will deliver the medicinal materials I promised to you later!" As he spoke, he gave him a knowing look.

The next moment, Feng Zhiyao felt that the eyes on him turned into "swish!", and now he was really about to cry: "Lou Mo, I don't want you to be so deceitful..."

Mo Tingye withdrew his gaze lightly, and said in a calm manner: "Luo Yu came over two days ago, saying that it was to cooperate with the training of the newcomers like Canglang, and I hope that the king will send them a few more doctors. You can't find a suitable candidate, Zhiyao, you just have to work hard for half a month, and the training camp will end soon."

Feng Zhiyao's face froze, and he forced a smile and said: "Then what... can I choose to refuse?" Canglang's casual military doctors are all participating in the training. With his small body, he still wants more Live for two days...

"No." Mo Tingye and Nangong Qianmo smiled in unison.

(End of this chapter)