I was building in ancient times

Chapter 25 Find out

"What about Miss Dong, Miss Yue, and Miss Yun, she has nothing to do with me." Duan Shubai sneered, and patted Xiao Yuhe's butt, "Don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Yuhe who was spanked said angrily Burying the front of his head into Duan Shubai's arms, he secretly wiped away his tears and snot to the front of Duan Shubai's clothes.

Duan Shubai half hugged him, didn't notice the small thoughts of the person in his arms, even if he knew, he didn't care, he snorted coldly: "This Miss Dong dares to plot against me, Xinyang City will never tolerate her , Tomorrow, I will have someone send her out of the city, so as not to disgust me in the city, and to refrain from responding to you."

Speaking of this, recalling what happened just now, Duan Shubai cursed angrily, "I don't know if it is Whoever spread rumors about me and Dong Yueyun in Xinyang City, if I caught the instigator, he would punish the 80th army stick to make a warning to others, Yuhe, don't listen to those gossips, just remember, my Duan You are the only one in Shubai's heart, tomorrow I will go to Changle to find out the source of the rumor..."

That person dared to spread rumors that he had a double heart for Xiao Yuhe, and even fell in love with Dong Yueyun. Shubai was disgusting enough, although this incident forced him to recognize his own intentions, it made Xiao Yuhe so sad, and said so many decisive words to him, Duan Shubai couldn't swallow the bad breath .

Xiao Yu and hmm nestled in Duan Shubai's arms, and didn't take the initiative to mention that he sent Qiu Ran to question Deputy General Zhang, and said that he suspected Duan Shubai had ulterior motives...

Duan Shubai saw that he was obediently nestled in his arms In the middle of the book, the past events were revealed, and there was a surge of excitement and satisfaction in his heart. With a smile on his face, he hugged Xiao Yuhe by the waist, and walked towards the carved canopy bed in the corner amidst the exclamation of the person in his arms.

Xiao Yuhe was sitting on the edge of the bed, he had just expressed his feelings to Duan Shubai, and now he was sitting on the big bed where they shared the same bed, unconsciously thinking about the two lingering villains in the porcelain, Bringing him and Duan Shubai in, causing his cheeks to burn red, and his buttocks seemed to be sitting on a hot pot, causing him to move left and right.

Duan Shubai raised the corner of his mouth, and kissed Xiao Yuhe's flushed cheek, "What are you thinking? Your face is so red? Are you thinking of me?"

Xiao Yuhe wiped his face with the back of his hand, and suddenly remembered something His face turned pale when the incident happened, he held Duan Shubai's right hand, and unconsciously stroked the gun callus on the other's hand with a few fingers, and asked half hesitantly: "You didn't like Shuang'er before, I I know that some men don't like

Shuang'er 's body, you and we have slept together in the same bed for so long, and you haven't reacted to me, do you...can't you to me?" Eyes fixed on the beautiful young man who dared to say that he was not good enough, Duan Shubai clasped his right hand upwards, grabbed Xiao Yu's and Bai Nen's right hands instead, and led him to his little brother, and politely gave a tough gesture to show welcome.

Xiao Yu immediately withdrew his hand in fright.

Seeing this, Duan Shubai snorted and overthrew Xiao Yuhe on the brocade quilt. Although he has been abstinent for many years, he has extremely controlled this kind of sexual desire, and his third leg can bend and stretch, but...he sticks to Xiao Yuhe's ear : "All right, you should experience it for yourself."

"Hmm..."

There was a rustle of clothes in the room.

Not long after, the carved canopy bed began to shake, and Xiao Yu, who was lying on the bed, whimpered and cried again with red eyes. What dripped down was different, the golden beans did not condense a few, and the water vapor accumulated in the eyes, like a soft cry, but it was continuous.

Duan Shubai felt that Xiao Yuhe who was crying was even more attractive, so he got excited and walked around the room with Young Master Jiao in his arms. On the wall, only when the people around him suddenly increased their movements, they called out a small sound.

...

Qiu Ran waited downstairs for a long time, circling the hall back and forth, "It's been so long, has my uncle coaxed you well?

" Upstairs, when he was not close to the room, he seemed to hear the cry of his son, and he was suddenly shocked. Could it be that the uncle bullied the son?

When he listened carefully again, when he heard his young master whimper softly and softly, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he wanted to turn around and leave.

Qiu Ran turned around, but unexpectedly her footsteps were hurried, her ankle sprained, and she fell to the floor with a bang. The young master's voice disappeared, and the surroundings were silent, as if he was the only one in the whole wooden building. Qiu Ran was frightened. The soul was scattered, and he picked up his sleeves and ran downstairs desperately, crying in his heart while running: Young master, son, Qiu Ran didn't do it on purpose... The

two of them didn't come down from upstairs all night, and they didn't come down for dinner. With nothing to eat, Qiu Ran had a casual meal on the first floor by himself, and he didn't dare to go upstairs rashly.

At noon the next day, Xiao Yuhe, who was wearing white obscene clothes, was leaning on a soft apricot-colored pillow. Duan Shu, dressed neatly in white, brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge to feed him. Xiao Yuhe cried for a long time yesterday, but this morning When he woke up, those beautiful fox eyes swelled into big panda eyes, Duan Shubai couldn't help but cover his lips with the back of his hand and let out a chuckle while feeding him.

Xiao Yuhe glared at him: "What are you laughing at?" His

voice was hoarse from crying, and there was no threat at all. Duan Shubai couldn't help laughing: " Ahem

, cough, I didn't smile at anything. I just felt happy when I saw you.

"

When he came to his mouth, Duan Shubai inadvertently noticed the neat row of teeth marks on the back of his right hand, and couldn't help sighing with emotion: "I thought it was a little vegetarian fox, but he bit people like that. Sharp-mouthed."

Xiao Yuhe said angrily: "What's the matter with just biting you? Your meat

is so hard that it hurts my teeth." The lobby took off my shirt and asked Chang Le to count the rows of teeth marks on my body."

Xiao Yuhe was so ashamed and angrily said, "Duan Shubai! If you dare to do this, don't come back!"

Duan Shubai's eyes favored He poked his face drowningly: "Don't worry, why would I show your mark to others, come on, open your mouth, and take another bite."

Xiao Yuhe pushed his hand away, "I'm full, I want to see Let me eat."

"Husband, can I feed you?"

"No, I don't like this kind of sweet stuff."

Xiao Yuhe snorted softly: "You don't like this kind of sweet stuff. Things, you like the pickled radishes made by Mrs. Dong herself. The dishes made by my Mr. Xiao make you lose your appetite, but the pickled radishes can make you appetite, right? Qiuran, the jar that Miss Dong sent Serve the radish for my uncle to eat."

Qiu Ran nodded with a smile: "Yes, young master."

"Wait, what are you serving, Qiu Ran, just throw it out for me, Yuhe, I have to talk about this matter You, in the future, don't take all the pickled things from other messy people at home."

"Okay, okay, you want me to eat this porridge, will I be able to?" Duan Shubai closed his eyes, compromised: "You let me eat this porridge? I can eat as many sweet potato fries as you want."

"Forget it, you can feed me, I don't want to torment you."

Duan Shubai fed Xiao Yuhe a bowl of bird's nest porridge, chatted with him for a while, and at noon After taking a nap with Xiao Yuhe for a while, after waking up, Xiao Yuhe was still in a deep sleep, lowered his head, kissed him lightly on the face and left.

This woman, Dong Yueyun, had already sent her and her father back to their former village during training in the morning. If she appeared in front of him again, don't blame him for being rude. He has never been a sympathetic person.

The idea of ​​the sweet potato tasting conference he proposed earlier is already in preparation, a small paving cone has been built on a street in the northeast, and the wooden houses that have been built in Xinyang City for so long, his soldiers can It is used as a carpenter. Like the modern snack street, there are fixed pavements and small carts that can be pushed.

Each steamer is placed on the stove, and the steamed sweet potatoes give off a tempting aroma.

In the large oil pan next to it, sweet potato fries are still being fried enthusiastically. The sweet potato fries are wrapped in a layer of raw flour and roaring in the oil pan. The fried sweet potatoes are scooped up. The fried sweet potatoes are coated with a light layer of sour plum powder. The sourness not only melts the oily taste of frying, but also makes the sweetness of the sweet potatoes more attractive.

Just mouth watering.

Duan Shubai will not be harsh on his own people, the prepared pot is here to fry sweet potato fries all day long, and the people in Xinyang City can eat whatever they want. After working hard for several months to grow food, it is not to let them live frugally With the hungry.

Before the tasting session started, he had to let them all eat their fill.

Duan Shubai told others: "From the day when the food tasting conference starts, Gong Rong, you send people to send twelve carriages, ox carts, and donkey carts to various villages and Yangcheng to pick up people every half an hour... "

Gong Rong nodded: "Yes."

After Duan Shubai finished explaining, he happened to meet Zhang Changle who was walking over, and stopped him with a sneer, "Changle, tell me the truth, who is spreading rumors about me behind my back?" "

Is it a group of people, or just one person? I must find out the leader. How dare you arrange me in private, and see if I don't beat him with dozens of sticks, I will beat him with my own hands."

Seeing the layers of cold sweat on Zhang Changle's forehead, Duan Shubai smiled inwardly, this matter must have something to do with his confidant and beloved general.