Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The two looked at each other.

Needless to say, Chi Xiaochi had already guessed invariably: "He went to see the pigeons?"

Lou Ying nodded.

Chu Ziling is a close-knit sibling who always stops in the clouds. Naturally, he cannot leave the house at will, but it is necessary to build up the trust of the internal forces in southern Xinjiang, and the network of contacts with southern Xinjiang must not be broken.

He even went to the southern Xinjiang who followed the Turkic caravan to Wangcheng to steal poison in the middle of the night. It can be seen that the contact with outsiders can only be done occasionally, and he must do both hands to prepare in case.

If you really give and receive private messages to people outside the government and pass messages on a regular basis, it will be hard not to be found.

Therefore, it is not difficult to infer that Chu Ziling secretly bred a pigeon of his own among dozens of homing pigeons maintained in General's Mansion.

Stopping around from time to time, he has full confidence in him, and all letters will be sent to him.

Chi Xiaochi raised a pen and scribbled the ink on the paper: "Take the rice of General Mansion to feed the pigeons he raised. The soft rice he eats is really good and he also packs the lunch box."

Lou Ying couldn't help laughing.

Lou Ying shook the wheelchair closer: "I was very fierce to him just now."

Chi Xiaochi said, "How fierce you can be."

Lou Ying laughed.

He doesn't know what he was like in the past, but he likes the current Chi Xiaochi. He doesn't mind his thoughts and calculations, and he likes it.

Chi Xiaochi thought of him this way, making him kind of idol baggage.

Lou Ying said, "He should start guarding me."

Chi Xiaochi devoted himself to writing and drawing on paper: "It's okay, if he dares to attack you, I will dump his ashes into the sea, the boss is in a circle of graves, and I can feed a seagull, a fish or something every three to five. One-stop service, 360-degree sea-view room ... "

Chi Koike's mouth is real ...

Lou Ying patiently listened to his **** and gathered up a bunch of brothers selling graves, and said gently: "I'm just a bit sorry, I look like this and can't help you any more."

Chi Xiaochi's heart was crisp and he turned to look at him.

Lou Ying is a person with a sense of proportion. He doesn't stubbornly, and knows how to show weakness.

Chi Xiaochi looked at him and said, "You just need to be here."

Lou Ying smiled and said, "This requirement is very simple and can be made a little more difficult."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Play with me backgammon."

He pushed past the grid of paper.

Lou Ying wrote and played with him in the military tent to play mini-games played in elementary school classrooms.

At night, the two-person couch was still housed together.

The marching couch was too small, and it was not enough to put the two together.

Suing Yun is tall, eight feet long, and has long hands and feet. Before fighting, he didn't like the bed. It was better to just roll a bamboo mat and a thin quilt.

However, this time he was followed by a trivial Ah Shu.

Ah Shu didn't agree with him to hit the floor. He said that he saw a dragonfly on the road today, and the clouds were low in the evening. It was going to rain in the evening. It was easy for him to sleep on the ground because of the cold. If the joints were damaged, it would be a big sorrow, and I would suffer from joint pain.

As Ah Shu said, around the hour, light rain began to float outside.

Because of the early spring season, there was still a bit of chill, so A Shu deliberately took a thick quilt, filled Tang mother-in-law, and took good care of the master teacher.

About three hours later.

After Chu Ziling went to see the dovecoaster and supported the cloth, he was stopped by a few acquaintances on the battlefield in the past, and for a while, Fang returned to the son's account with a paper umbrella.

A ray of fire leap slightly before the account.

Chu Ziling took an umbrella and stepped forward to see that Li Yanshu was making a fire.

The fire turned his face red, and there was a burst of **** in the small iron pan in front of him.

Chu Ziling took the initiative to greet him: "Where do I cook a small stove?"

Li Yanshu was sweating with fire and couldn't help holding a small fan in his hand: "You are really strong-mouthed, are you smelling?"

He took a small porcelain bowl and filled it with a small spoon and handed it to Chu Ziling.

Chu Ziling took it, jokingly: "So little."

Li Shushu closed the lid: "This is purple **** bought from Turkic people. I heard that treating cold stomachs is particularly good. You are not the same as Gongzi Master, the stomach is not cold, the firepower is strong, drink less, and taste fresh. . "

Chu Ziling gave a subtle meal, and the **** soup in his mouth flowed into his stomach all the way, but he felt uncomfortable, only to feel panicked.

In the past, when he entered the General's Mansion, he unexpectedly encountered a South Xinjiang family, who should have been pleased, but after getting along, Chu Ziling knew that this Li Zhishu was too viscous and not a big deal.

The same soil and water can support a hundred people, since you can't count on him, you can't count on it.

Except for himself, Chu Ziling would not believe anyone.

However, seeing Li Shushu so pleased to meet a foreigner, or a sinner, still made Chu Ziling feel sad and humble.

He has always been good at concealing his emotions. Li Lishu was unaware, and he still talked about his new master casually: "I have learned a lot in the half month of serving the master. The master is thinking and dreaming at night, and it is easy to seize , Drink some hot soup to fall asleep again. It's raining this day, and it is most comfortable to drink some **** soup. "

He closed the umbrella, squatted into the cloth, and whispered, "You are really good to be a master."

Li Shu wrote: "This is what we should do as slaves."

Chu Ziling didn't answer, and smiled on his face, as if approving him, but scoffed in his heart.

... Who is "us" to you?

Chu Ziling wrote a regret: "I always feel that the masters do not like me very much."

Li Shushu didn't care: "Okay, if there is something wrong, change it. You haven't served other masters, and you don't know what those young lads look like."

"You don't accept young girls as slaves in General's Mansion. This is a rule, you know." Li Shu wrote, "At that time, A Qing was young and had just grown to a high table. Miss Xiao's sister-in-law. Miss Qi has a gentle and quiet temperament, and is a good master, but every time I visit relatives, I always talk about Aqing when talking about Fuzhong. Just last month, there was a little sister in Qi Ergong's courtyard He also grew up with Qi Ergong from an early age. He brought the host ’s things and sold them. He was arrested and refused to accept it. He received a random whip, was beaten to death, and was dragged to the government. Tattooed exile. Who said half a no? They all said that the Qi family ruled strictly. You look at our son again ... "

Chu Ziling is thinking about his own mind, and can listen to Li Yanshu's puppet distractedly, and at the key nodes, he sends out appropriate "um" and "is it" approval sounds. He is a fairly leak-free listener.

Without this smooth skill and mind, he would not flatter Yun Shiyun.

Li Ye wrote a small essay praising the son, and he has already made several plans.

This surname Yu is really hard to deal with. He has a sharp temper and a mean person. Most importantly, he has a sharp eye and a sensitive mind, which is quite difficult to deal with.

In the past, he stayed at home and couldn't even see the light. Chu Ziling didn't take him seriously.

But things are different now.

He just went in and out with his son all day long. He was so close that he couldn't move easily.

If you can't kill it, that's a lot to please.

After making this idea, Li Shushu also began his summary statement: "... Gongzi is already generous. If you are in front of other nobles, don't mention your own name, 'you', ah, 'me', the random name Will be punished. "

This reminded that it was goodwill, but accidentally stung Chu Ziling.

be punished?

When the boy was young, he played too much outside, and he also had to eat rattan, and confessed his sins and knew his mistakes. He would manage the boy in the future.

When he was a child, Yan Yuanzhao ridiculed that he had "a good hand to climb" and "being really smooth". He still had to smile and said that he was afraid to be small.

Should he be treated this way in terms of his bloodline?

He properly converged the injustices in his heart, and did not let it flow to the surface: "I know. When Jiang Tang is ready, I will send it in for the master teacher."

Hearing that, Li Shushu loosed his heart.

After he lost his parents, his grandparents were old, and his younger sister was weak. He used to take care of everyone, so he was a little worried. Chu Ziling didn't get scolded by others for a long time. Wouldn't it be difficult to be caught in the middle.

He frowned and said, "Okay, okay. Ginger soup will be cooked in a while ..."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes, put down Pu Fan, and got up to salute: "Thirteen Princes!"

At this point it was almost time for Yan Yuanheng to fall asleep. He changed into his casual clothes, finished washing, and sat by the couch for a while, and stopped when he felt a little missed.

He used to have this kind of thought when he was in the palace, but at that time he couldn't leave the palace at will, lie down, think about it, and fell asleep.

And now, Shi Dianyun is just the distance he can reach with his feet.

He took the umbrella out of the door, and when he walked to the stop of the cloud account, he saw that there was only one lamp left in his account. He should have fallen asleep before he realized that he could not explain why he was using the ghost to make a difference. One thousandth of a weird, walking a few steps, was about to leave, but was shouted out by Li Yishu, and his heart beat for a while.

He turned calmly and approached with an umbrella: "Shh. Su Chang has already rested?"

Chu Ziling replied: "Back to the thirteenth prince, yes."

Yan Yuanheng asked casually, "Why is it so early?"

In his impression, he always stopped laughing, loved to play, and looked back to the city these days. He often rafted on the lake with his six emperor brothers, listened to the pipa, appreciated the beauty, returned at midnight, and was very happy ...

...... Brother Six Emperor again.

Fortunately, this time, it was n’t for Brother Six Emperor to go to the army, otherwise if Yun Yun stopped, he could n’t help himself, maybe he would ...

When Yan Yuanheng was faintly amused, he listened to Chu Ziling and said, "The son-in-law's body is not good. He needs to go to bed early, and the son will rest."

Yan Yuanheng's worldview shook: "..."

Chu Ziling added: "In the past half a month, the son has been sleeping with the son-in-law every day, and he rests very early. The younger people have a little admiration for the son-in-law and can surrender the son to this place."

Yan Yuanheng was attacked twice in a row and speechless.

His fingers holding the umbrella tightened unconsciously: "Stop Yunzun's respect, and it should be due."

After he said this, he was silent for a while and could only hear the sound of rain.

The three of them invariably thought of the time when they were young, who dared to pour ink into the snuff bottle of Dr. Guo Zijian.

This is an overstatement, and all three are a little bit vain, not even Li Yanshu.

... Ask the question, do you really need to sleep in one place.

However, Yan Yuanheng quickly put away his thoughts.

The two of them are the friendship between teachers and students, but they want to be so embarrassed that they have polluted the friendship.

Yan Yuanheng turned around and wanted to leave, a sudden movement in his heart.

He remembered that he had asked the time to stop, who was his favorite person.

Shi Dingyun's answer at the time was: "You haven't seen it."

… Speaking of which, he really hasn't seen the "Yu Fengmian", only to scan a wheelchair far away during the camp tour, with a person wearing a power fence sitting on it. Judging by the hand on the wheelchair, it wasn't the old man in his imagination. Although it was a bit thin, the temperament and cold temperament was extraordinary.

Yan Yuanheng had turned around, and it was not good to turn his head and ask again, so he had to leave with doubts.

After Yan Yuanheng returned the account, his head hurt more than before leaving.

Ruo Su often likes A Ling, the identity between the master and the servant is too big, it is no different.

If he likes Brother Six, the son of the royal family and generals, how can it be possible? Let's not talk about whether the father will be angry. Although the six emperor brothers do not have a wife, there is no precedent that the Ming media are marrying a man as a courtroom.

If he likes that located in Fengmian, it is even more ridiculous. Falling in love between teachers and students, but betrayal, will be poked at the backbone.

Yan Yuanheng made a circle and found that everything from choosing to fill in the blanks to answering questions were all propositions. He twisted in his heart, and even his stomach was aching.

Who does his best friend like?

Every day at 11 o'clock, Yan Yuanheng will fall asleep. After a while, drowsiness will rise regularly.

In his mind, he was still confused about all the things about the stop of the clouds.

Before he fell asleep, his mind was out of control, and a bit of ridiculous thoughts suddenly fluttered:

From time to time, it seems that only the identity of the six emperors can match Su Chang.

If Brother Six Emperors can, then ...

He didn't have time to catch that shyness, and fell asleep.

Yan Yuanheng fell asleep with full heart, but the person he missed had not yet fallen asleep.

The quilt was warm and dry, and there was not much rain outside, and the sound of rustling on the ground made people sleep.

When camping today, Lou Ying slept for a while, and he was not very sleepy right now.

They listened to the voice of the tent outside the camp, and heard Yan Yuanheng come and go. During that period, they said nothing, and the sound of rain outside, sounded warm.

Chi Xiaochi said, "The bed is really a bit small, so it won't crowd you."

The word "sir" was spoken by Chi Xiaochi, light and warm.

Lou Ying said, "It's all right, I'm thin."

Chi Xiaochi said, "It's too skinny. It's time to gain weight."

Lou Ying said, "Two people who are fat can't lie down."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Then I'll be thinner and more conservative."

Lou Ying said, "Well, you and I are conservative."

Speaking of which, Chi Xiaochi said nothing, and Lou Ying said nothing.

The sound of wind and rain outside the tent was soft and thin, and it was not clear when listening to the tent. The only thing that was clear was the breathing and heartbeat of the tent owner.

Lou Ying was so close to him that he could get his tight, tight legs through the quilt.

Over the past half month, he still did so. As long as he was lying with himself, his body was always unnatural, and Lou Ying was always worried that he would pinch himself to cramps.

Thanks to him, he could easily speak to himself like this.

The sound of rain outside was a little louder, and raindrops hit the tarpaulin, making a muffled pop.

Lou Ying started counting Koike's heartbeat.

one two Three.

After a while, Chi Xiaochi asked, "Are you asleep?"

Lou Ying leaned his head lightly on the round wooden pillow of Chi Xiaochi and looked at his outline in the dark: "No."

Both people have long hair, and the pillows are next to each other. After the hair spreads out, there is a tendency to entangle. It is difficult to distinguish between you and me.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Why don't you talk then."

Lou Ying said, "I thought you wanted to sleep."

Chi Xiaochi said: "Sir, go to bed early, get up early, and take care of your health first. Look at the thirteen princes, who are all living at that age."

Lou Ying: "Okay, my son, I'm asleep."

He laughed and counted to eighty-nine.

Just now it was seventy-nine per minute.

Are those ten heartbeats beating for myself?

Lou Ying's eyes softened a bit. When he passed through the body of Shi Yun, he stared quietly at Chi Xiaochi inside, looking at the small mole at the end of his eyebrow, slightly longer eyes, and straight nose.

He wanted to kiss him with his eyes, say good night, and go to sleep again.

His gaze finally fell on his lips.

He opened and closed his lips, counting.

Seventy one, seventy two, seventy three ...

Lou Ying looked at him with a silent lips, stunned for a long time.

... maybe not?

But he couldn't help being curious.

He asked, "... how many times?"

Iko Koike turned his head sharply and looked at him.

One of the lights remaining in the tent was a red candle, reflecting a faint red around him, so Lou Ying couldn't see whether Chi Xiaochi was red.

Fortunately, Iike Koike couldn't see himself.

The only thing the two knew was that each other's heartbeat was faster than the other.

"It was seventy-three minutes every minute, now ..." Chi Xiaochi paused for a long while and said, "I don't know."

"It was just eighty-nine minutes per minute." Lou Ying smiled. "Now it is ..."

He closed his eyes slightly and groaned for a moment: "Ninety, ninety-one ..."

Every heartbeat beat his heartstrings.

Two hearts, each deafening in the chest of each other.

Chi Xiaochi tried to diverge from the topic: "Mr. Heart has a good vitality, and if he keeps it, he can live ninety-nine."

Lou Ying said, "Can you please ask my son to count by me all the time?"

Kokoike didn't speak.

Lou Ying waited.

In fact, he was ready to wait for a response, ready to wait, and went to sleep. He forgot about it after the next day and started again.

Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, there was a sound over Chi Koike.

He said, "... well."

Lou Ying has been reminding herself that Chi Xiaochi uses someone else's body.

However, just a simple "um" detonated Lou Ying's reason.

His legs were weak, but his seemingly weak waist and arm strength had already returned to normal levels. He held Chi Koike's wrist and wanted to temporarily extradite his soul from his body.

He wanted to kiss him, he missed it.

Chi Xiaochi felt a strange sense of detachment, his heart moved slightly, and he forgot his love for a while. He actually turned up from the time when he stopped, and even actively used a card to transform the entity , Riding on the waist of Lou Ying.

The bed squeaked.

Looking at Lou Ying's face condescendingly, Chi Xiaochi was breathing so badly that he was beaten by the heart like an asthma patient.

Lou Ying is a bit funny, but more distressed.

He calmed quietly: "Listen to me, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, don't be nervous ..."

Chi Xiaochi really listened to his words, and his chest was violently fluctuating a few times: "Sir, I ..."

Lou Ying reached out and supported his waist: "Slowly, slowly .... Are you better?"

Chi Xiaochi nodded, so good that Lou Ying wanted to kiss his eyes.

Lou Ying also suppressed a bit of a stalled heartbeat: "Bend down. I'm not very convenient ..."

The voice didn't fall, but the sound of the tent curtain was heard outside, followed by a sound of footsteps.

Chi Xiaochi was shocked, and immediately rolled back to Shi Yun's body, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Lou Ying: "........."

Chu Ziling kept thinking about courting things, only to listen to the sound of a bed in the account outside, and thought that the master was awake, Li Shushu filled a bowl of **** soup, and he brought it in.

Chu Ziling went straight in. Seeing Yu Fengmian's eyes opened, he knelt down respectfully and said, "Gongzi, here is some **** soup. Please use it."

The sound from the couch sounded cloudy: "Who will let you in?"

Chu Ziling was stunned.

He used to earn money, and the son promised him not to say hello.

Moreover, he used to see A Shu enter the door to serve at night, so he didn't knock on the door in order not to disturb the dreams of the boys in the same room.

As soon as he looked up in surprise, he heard a reprimand: "Get out."

Chu Ziling: "..."

Yu Fengmian was really angry: "What, do you want me to drive you out?"

Chu Ziling is ashamed and angry.

This made it clear that it was aimed at him!

Fortunately, he repaired it well. After putting down Jiang Tang, he apologized politely: "Sorry, son ... Aling didn't think about it, and was shocked by the son-in-law. Aling knew something wrong, and immediately went out."

He took two steps back, and just about to turn around, he heard a cold cry behind him: "Kneel in the rain. Get up again in three hours."

Chu Ziling was rare to go out with a resentment, and was shocked to hear Li Rongshu, who was outraged and confused.

Seeing him kneeling in the mud all over the floor, Li Yishu was even more puzzled and asked him what had happened and why he would offend the Master.

This time, Chu Ziling really felt that he was wronged. After listening to the cause and effect of the matter, Li Shushu also had some doubts: "Xu Shigong, please get up."

Chu Ziling suppressed the writhing dissatisfaction in her heart and tried hard to laugh: "It's all right, don't worry."

Li Yanshu hit an umbrella and stood next to Chu Ziling, protecting him from the rain: "I'll stay with you."

Chu Ziling pushed him away gently: "No need. The master asked me to kneel in the rain for three hours, and that was three hours, not a moment."

...... He must not give that opportunity to stab at Yumian.

Li Zheshu only touched him when he was a respected master, and he couldn't help but touch the rain anymore. He boiled Jiang Tangduan to him, and he went to find him thick clothes.

The hot **** soup burned all the way to the stomach, not only failed to calm down his slightest anger, but made his heart fired up even more.

The mud penetrated through the pants and wetted his knees, making them sticky.

Li Yanshu left to get his clothes, and he stared at the tent curtain moved by the breeze, his eyes seemed calm, but there was a dark fire burning inside.

After sending Chu Ziling away, Lou Ying took a sigh of relief, and when he was about to say something to Chi Xiaochi, he found that he was asleep.

He thought he was pretending, until he realized it was wrong and went to the warehouse to take a look.

Chi Xiaochi shook his hand and used a hypnotic card for himself, and the nightmare was gone.

……This guy.

Lou Ying was angry and funny.

This man is like a rabbit. Whenever he is in danger, he pierces his head into the pit. I don't know which cave the cat is in, it always makes him easy to find.

It's not like this.

He pulled up the quilt for Chi Xiaochi, and couldn't help but stunned the tip of his mental body.

Feeling the small instinctual movement of the spiritual body, Lou Ying softened his heart and said softly in his ear: "Good night."