Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 32
After Mo Qitian left last time, Nangong Yue lived in Mo Qitian's camp for several days without seeing a single trace of him.

Even in the middle of the night, no one came back.

Later, she asked Fu Shun to go out to inquire, and found out that Mo Qitian took his officers out to fight, and the battlefield was on the other side of Guanyang City. Half the city was separated, and the people who should have fled also fled. In addition, the army is stationed here again, so the place where Nangong Yue lives is also very stable.

Unlike the wars in Liaoyuan in the Middle Ages, in the wars of the Iron Weapon Age, there were only large-scale combat weapons such as catapults at most. No matter how many fights there were, there was not much movement.

After giving Feng Qing a slap in the face last time, Feng Qing left angrily, but before leaving, Nangong Yue dragged him to ask about Sandalwood's situation, fortunately, although Feng Qing was a narrow-minded People, but they are also very sensible.

He just told her that not long ago, Mo Qitian's people sent Sandalwood back to the capital, and they didn't send her directly back to the palace, but placed her in the general's mansion.

Hearing these words, Nangong Yue felt relieved a lot. It was invisible, and her impression of Mo Qitian became much better. Although he could be rude to her sometimes, but when he did things, But extremely careful.

Without the fetters of sandalwood, Nangong Yue's efficiency in doing things is also much higher.

She said that she would help Mo Qitian get what he asked for, and she would definitely do it.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and her fine iron was gradually tempered into the shape of steel.

After several trials, the parts of an improved version of the ancient Mauser M1896 were gradually pieced together in the hands of Nangong Yue.

Because Mo Qitian is not in the barracks recently, Nangong Yue has given full play to her advantage of occupying the magpie's nest, sleeping in Mo Qitian's bed every day, and she can sleep as much as she wants by herself, in order to splicing the pistol together earlier , so she asked Fu Shun and the others to move the things she needed to Mo Qitian's tent.

That night, she picked up the candle, and began to skillfully assemble the parts of the pistol under the candle.

She was an ammunition expert in her previous life. Although she was most familiar with powerful weapons such as cannons and small cannons, she was also very skilled in making guns.

It was still late at night, but it was midnight in the blink of an eye. Under the candlelight, Nangong Yue yawned big, stretched her waist, and continued to focus on the matter at hand.

At this time, the ten fingers were turning flexibly, and she spliced ​​every tiny part bit by bit. The self-made tweezers picked up a very small screw, and turned it a few times with the self-made small screwdriver. The two parts are easily connected together.

Gradually, the outline of a pistol gradually appeared in her hand.

But at this moment, a black shadow was quietly walking to the edge of the tent, Nangong Yue was concentrating on the task at hand, but she hadn't noticed the slightest movement outside the house.

After half a month of fighting, Mo Qitian finally rushed back from the battlefield. After half a month of sleepless nights, his eyelids were already trembling. He just reached out to push the tent door open. , but found that the door seemed to be locked, and he couldn't get it open no matter what.

He wanted to use brute force to tear down the door, but he remembered that the little girl was still living in the house.

In desperation, Mo Qitian had no choice but to walk to the window, gently opened the window, and then jumped into the tent lightly.

After removing the heavy armor on his body, before he could take off the bloody clothes, he walked directly towards his bed.

It's just that when he walked to the bed, he didn't see the little girl who always liked to nest on his bed, so he couldn't help feeling tense, and just wanted to ask someone to ask about the situation.

But he didn't think about it, and just as he looked back, the petite figure under the lamp had quietly fallen into his eyes.

All kinds of drowsiness dissipated at this moment, and he quietly walked to her side, silently observing her movements with concentration.

"Is this what you want to do?"

A familiar voice came to Nangong Yue's ears at this moment, which made Nangong Yue startled, and the movements at hand stopped in an instant.

She turned her head in a little embarrassment, and what caught her eyes was the ghost face she hadn't seen for many days.

"General! You come back there!" She stood up from the bench a little excitedly. With a petite stature, Mo Qitian was more than a head taller than her standing in front of her.

Mo Qitian couldn't help being a little stunned when he saw the joyful light in her eyes, his heart began to throb a little, and he rubbed her fluffy hair with his big rough hands unconsciously. hair.

"You're back, what's the matter? Are you still expecting this general to die in this battle?" He clearly wanted to say a thousand unknown things in his heart, but when these words came out of his mouth, their taste changed in a strange way.

Nangong Yue was not angry, but said to him with a bright smile: "There, if the general dies, who can I find to take care of me! Hehe, it's good that the general is back! It's good that I'm back~"

She was full of joy, she didn't know why, after seeing him for half a month, she would always miss him, or the way he was domineeringly pinching her, or the way he was domineeringly taking her to dinner, Or those words that were so black-bellied that it made her angry to death.

Maybe it's because she's used to it, but she's gotten used to this Rakshasa's attitude towards her after ten days of getting along with her. It's been a long time since she hasn't seen her, and she's really starting to feel a little out of sorts.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Mo Qitian glanced at her indifferently. For some reason, compared to his usual coldness, Nangong Yue could feel the softness in his eyes at this moment.

"This." Nangong Yue returned to the candlelight, and gently picked up the pistol that was still a few steps away, and she was about to show it to Mo Qitian: "Didn't you tell the general before that you need to help the general?" Get everything you ask for, this is almost done~”

"You're doing it for me?" The Mo pupils were also tinged with joy.

Nangong Yue was taken aback by these words, she didn't seem to notice the changing emotion in his eyes, she just nodded towards him out of her heart.

Unexpectedly, with just this nod, she was suddenly pulled into her arms by a pair of strong arms.

The tip of the nose is surrounded by the smell of sandalwood, and there is also a little smell of blood and a little sour smell of sweat.

Before Nangong Yue could raise her eyebrows, the sound of a strong heartbeat had already reached her ears.

She paused, and her brain was in a blank state in an instant.

She had thought about his expression when he came back, maybe he was so cold, maybe he just had no expression on his face, or maybe he just twisted her and threw her out.

But he really never thought that this Raksha would hold her in his arms.

Nangong Yue felt that her ears were burning up, she didn't know if it was caused by the heat of his chest, or because of her own heart beating too fast.

"General, general..." Nangong Yue swallowed.

"Hush, don't make any noise, let me hug you for a while." But Mo Qitian put his head on her left shoulder, and murmured in her ear very ambiguously.

She didn't dare to make any movements, so she could only lean on his body and let him hold her very hard, as if trying to melt her into the bone marrow.

It was also at this moment that Nangong Yue became a little at a loss. She has lived for more than 20 years, and no man has ever had such close contact with her. He was the first to hug her tightly.

What to do, what to do, my heart beats so fast.

Is he crazy, why is he hugging her!why……

"These half a month..." That magnetic voice came to her ears again, but he paused when he said this.

"In the past half a month, I have been very honest. I didn't make trouble for the general, and I was very obedient. I ate on time every day. I didn't burn the general's things, didn't mess with the general's things, and didn't run into the mountains!" Nangong Yue thought Mo Qi The sky began to question the teacher, and she hurriedly explained clearly before he opened his mouth, so as not to be thrown into the haystack again!

"I want to ask..." Hearing these words, Mo Qitian couldn't laugh or cry, but halfway through the words, a little confusion flickered in Mo Qitian's eyes.

After a while, he gritted his teeth in her ear and said, "Idiot."

"Stupid, idiot?" Nangong Yue paused, what does idiot mean?
Is he laughing at her for voluntarily admitting her mistakes?

Was he mocking her for lowering her profile before him?

Damn, she wasn't trying to save her life, she was afraid that this guy would kill her by accident!

"Oh! General, General, what are you doing now!" Who knew that Nangong Yue hadn't finished gritting her teeth in her heart, when Mo Qitian twisted her from his arms again.

"Go to bed." Mo pupils were full of smiles.

"Sleep?" Nangong Yue was startled: "Hehe, general, you must be tired after fighting for so long. The little one will give you the big bed, and the little one will sleep on a soft couch!"

Is this guy hungry?

Are you going to eat her after hugging her?

Damn, she's a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, so he can do this?
Woohoo, devil, devil!

"The soft couch is very hard." Unexpectedly, Mo Qitian twisted her onto the bed.

Different from the casual discarding in the past, at this time he gently put her in the bed, and then slept outside the bed with his clothes on.

Big hands wrapped around her waist, securing her in his arms.

"General..." Nangong Yue's face flushed.

"Shh, I'm tired, let me rest for a while..."

　p: Actually, the general wants to say, do you miss me? (Guess what?)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)