027 courtship treasure book

"Treat women gently. Women are used to coax..."

Old Tao's teachings sounded in my ears.

Thousands of wings are moving in the direction of Luo Wener.

Does this work? But why isn't she gentle? Why didn't she come to coax me? Just because "she is different from other girls, her temper is a little stubborn and her personality is relatively tough, so she can't fight hard"?

What's wrong with being tough? Listen to whoever wins, that's the king's way!

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"Since you like others, you have to lower your posture..." Old Tao looked ambiguous.

"Who said I like her?" He shouted.

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He suddenly stagnated and turned around and walked away, but he only took two steps and turned around, with a black face, as if he was angry with himself... Of course, if this move fell into Luo Wen'er's eyes, he would feel that he was a rooster ready to fight... and strode towards the house.

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"The general should believe in the old man. The old man has not lived in vain for decades." Old Tao's expression is unpredictable.

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He stopped at the door and remembered the old man Tao's message when he left... "Relax, don't be so tense, smile, smile..."

He clenched his fist and tried to ** the corners of his lips.

However, at this moment, the door suddenly opened.

There was a momentary blank in the brain, but when I came back, I saw Yue Liying standing at the door.

"Why are you here?" The two blurted out at the same time.

Then Yue Liying lowered her eyes and could only see her still black eyelashes, slightly square jaw, and lips almost as white as her face.

"Miss Luo... is sick."

"Are you sick? What disease?" He suddenly became nervous.

Yue Liying's shoulders trembled, and her eyelashes flashed quickly: "General, go in and have a look by yourself."

Thousand wings did not respond and walked in.

"Are you hurt?" Yue Liying, who was passed by, suddenly turned her head.

Qian Yuyi looked along her eyes doubtfully, but saw that the edge of the black robe on the side of his leg was a little dark, and it had almost penetrated into the ink-black texture.

However, without answering, Yue Liying's face was whiter, and she left in a hurry without saying a word.

Qian Yuyi just glanced at the trace.

Marching and fighting has long been used to blood. Even in normal times, injuries are common, and there is no need to worry about it.

So he entered the door and saw Luo Wener lying on **. Seeing that the person who came was him, he immediately stared and turned his head.

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"It's normal that she doesn't want to talk to you now. Don't bother her. Just wait quietly." Old Tao said so.

So he sat aside and stared at her.

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Although there are no eyes on the back of the person's head, there are feelings. When a person's eyes are burning and staring at you, it's like a light on his back.

Luo Wen'er endured for a while... If she hadn't had a stomachache, she would have wanted to shout and drive him out.

She turned her head and stared at him: "What do you want?"

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"As long as she is willing to speak, it will be half..." Old Tao is serious.

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"General, don't mess things up!" Old Tao shouted loudly.

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"I..."

Old Tao asked him to be tactful but must have the courage to admit his mistakes: "For women, if she is right, that's right. If she does something wrong, it's also a man's fault. As a man, never argue with a woman about who is right and who is wrong. As soon as you open your mouth, you are wrong.

But he still couldn't open his mouth. He also stared at me for a long time and suddenly said, "Are you not feeling well?"

Indeed, her face was whiter than when she first came down from the city. Her lips have always been light cherry-colored, moist, like a small cherry, which always makes him have the impulse to bite, but now she is a little gray and bitten by her.

"You..."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Luo Wener hid back, and then her face changed greatly and curled up.

Qian Yuyi was anxious, picked her up with a quilt, and rushed to the door.

"What are you doing?"

"Find a doctor." As soon as he said the words, he felt something wrong and put her back to **: "You bear with it first, I'll call Yunfeng..."

"Hight!" After being tossed by him, my stomach hurts even more: "No, I'll be fine in a while. You go out first..."

Qian Yuyi looked at her forbearance, covered her stomach, and thought about the blood stain just now...

He suddenly changed his expression: "Are you... going to give birth?"

Why is it winter now? Otherwise, a thunder fell from the sky and killed her. Why do you have a series of violent impulses such as pounding the bed, lifting the table and smashing the keyboard every time you see this guy?

Qian Yuyi, how do your eyes grow? Is there such a slim pregnant woman as me? If you have a stomachache, are you going to give birth? Who taught you?

However, although Qian Yuyi's brain is a little slow to respond to some things, his eyes are very sharp. It has been experienced countless charges. At this moment, he is staring at a mass of things scattered under the bed.

That's the clothes that Luo Wener just changed. For a moment, she couldn't find a place, so she temporarily hid under the mattress. As a result, the things just fell out.

Luo Wener was about to explode when she saw Qian Yuyi suddenly squeezed her lips, pushed the door and left.

Luo Wener was angry and swallowed it for a long time.

She lay back to **, thinking that she must find an opportunity to leave here, otherwise sooner or later she would be pissed off by Qian Yuyi, a big bastard.

Where are the little wings? It's not spring yet. What are you running around? Tomorrow, we must tie it to the door and tell it that all moving creatures with the same hair color will not enter!

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The door was carefully pushed open, but the creaking sound still woke up Luo Wen'er.

"Why are you here?"

The small stool carries a tray with two bowls on it... A bowl of brown sugar water and a bowl of red dates and lotus seed soup are all nourishing yin and nourishing blood.

turned around, took a Mrs. Tang outside, wrapped a towel, and handed it to her.

"Is it the vice general who asked you to send it here?" Luo Wen'er's heart warmed.

The little stool looked at her strangely: "It was the general who asked me to send it."

"Thousand wings?" Luo Wen'er's expression was slightly cracked.

"The general roared to see Grandpa Tao, and he didn't know what to discuss, and kicked me out. After a while, he asked me to go in again, and then asked me to stew these things for you to use while it's hot.

Luo Wener was a little confused, and then heard the small stool scream: "Is my sister injured?"

Luo Wener followed his eyes and was shocked to see that her dirty clothes were half traped under the mattress and half dragged to the ground.

grabbed the thing before grabbing the small stool, recalling Qian Yuyi's look at that time, and his cheeks suddenly became hot.

The small stool pouted and said hesitantly, "Does my sister dislike me?"

Luo Wener is busy hiding things: "How come?"

"Why didn't the general let me come back to my sister again? It is said that today is the last time, and I will buy a girl for my sister to serve tomorrow..."

"What?"

Luo Wener exclaimed that she didn't want to have another follower around her.

"It also said that a big man went in and out of the woman's boudoir all day long and would not grow tall in his life!"

"Big man?" Luo Wener looked at his little body ironically: "How old are you?"

"Fifteen." The small stool straightened its chest and looked at Luo Wen'er's disbelief. Suddenly, it was like a deflated ball: "Sister, don't you think it's like it? I'm hungry during this period. I've grown a little taller and went back hungry. But now, I must eat more, as tall and strong as the general..."

Luo Wener laughed twice.

Five years old, according to the precociousness of ancient people, it is indeed not small, but the small stool is still as simple as a child, probably because he has lived in the army for a long time and has little contact with the outside world, and Qian Yuyi... Ten years of war, the horse is also a person who only knows how to fight and know nothing about the world.

She sighed and unconsciously looked at the table... The two coarse porcelain bowls were still steaming.

"Sister, drink this quickly!" The bowl arrived in front of her in a blink of an eye, and the small stool stared at her with small eyes and looked at her seriously: "The general said that the small stool must supervise my sister to drink this up, otherwise I will not eat or sleep and run 30 times in the teaching field!"

Is this thousand wings a disguised apology? But why is it so domineering to apologize?

This man is really hopeless!

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This is the first New Year's Eve for Luo Wener to spend in this time and space. In fact, she still has some expectations and curiosity, but she is not happy, so she can only lie down and listen to the firecrackers outside.

The small stool stood faithfully in the last shift, kept delivering food and vegetables to her, and reported what activities the soldiers were doing. It was nothing more than testing who was strong and kung fu, and then poured wine hard.

If there is no war, the night in Yucheng will always be silent. However, at this moment, the noise outside is pouring in one after another, and the soldiers are rude and heroic.

In the middle of the night, the bells of the Hanliang Temple came, causing another burst of joy.

Luo Wener couldn't stand it anymore and asked in a daze when the small stool dumplings would be delivered.

"Dumplings?" The small stool blinked.

She sighed.

She was wrong. There were only a few people in the kitchen, and then 30,000 soldiers were busy drinking and testing except for the shift guards. Who will make such a huge number of dumplings? Do you want to fight in person? But if those hands with knives and guns are allowed to make dumplings, she can't imagine what they will look like.

Since coming to this time and space, Luo Wener found that her life was becoming less and more exquisite. For example, one day she actually saw the kitchen stir-frying dishes with shovels in the cauldron, which was extremely majestic and heroic.

It's also true that so many people, if it's really delicate, it's unrealistic. Even Qian Yuyi doesn't have the habit of opening a small stove, so she has to put up with it.

But today is New Year's Eve. If you don't eat dumplings, there seems to be something missing.

I rubbed my bulging stomach and still swallowed my saliva.

When there is a chance in the future, I will definitely make up this dumpling!