The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 39 Tieshu Blossoms

Fu Ling withdrew his hand, looked back, and said in surprise, "Why do you buy so many things?"

Eleven stood aside without saying a word.

Xie Cheng still had a silver needle stuck in his leg, which was shining brightly. His handsome and dazzling face turned around and said quietly, "Another one."

Fu Ling didn't understand, so he looked at Shuo Feng, then at Xie Cheng, "What's another one?"

Fu Ling originally planned to go to Jiangnan to stay for a while, but he heard about Xie Cheng's injury on the battlefield along the way. He heard that he escaped death, although he recovered his life, but his legs were broken. In this life, I am afraid that I will never be able to stand up again, and I will never be able to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in the future. This life will be ruined.

It is also heard that his temperament has changed drastically, his whole person has become violent and vicious, his appetite has been lost, he has lost all his former style, and he is half dead.

He was so frightened that he immediately packed up his things and hurried back to Yandu.

But after coming back, I found that Xie Cheng seemed to be fine except for some problems with his legs.

No half-death, no loss of appetite.

It was just a plate of shabby snacks, and he wasn't willing to give it to him.

It's as if the general's mansion is in short supply of such things.

Fu Ling has never seen Xie Cheng so stingy.

Shuo Feng came over, took a look at the silver needle on Xie Cheng's leg, and said, "Master Fu, you don't know, but there is a girl coming to our general's residence. She is very interesting."

"Girl?" Fu Ling was not interested in this, and her tone became perfunctory, "Oh, that's how it is."

Shuo Feng: "..."

eleven:"……"

Both of them raised their heads to look at him together, and there seemed to be some faint resentment in their eyes.

They are not afraid of Xie Cheng, after all, they have been by his side for so many years, can they still kill them?
The corner of Eleven's mouth twitched, and he reminded warmly, "The plate of dim sum that the general ate just now was given by that girl."

Fu Ling suddenly raised his head and looked at Eleven: "?"

Just the one that Huang Bulaji made very ugly?
Just that plate that Xie Cheng was reluctant to give him a taste of?

No way no way! ?
Is there a cycad tree about to bloom?

Eleven seemed to understand Fu Ling's eyes, and regardless of Xie Cheng's knife-like eyes, he added without fear of death, "That's right, it's the yellow plate."

Fu Ling opened his eyes wide and was shocked.

No way, this is what the unfeminine General Xie looked like after his iron tree blossomed!

Even though the plate of food that looked yellow was really not very tasty, he still ate it without losing his appetite, just because she made that plate of food!

This damn, earth-moving love!
Xie Chengmei's heart beat twice, and before he could speak, he heard Shuo Feng who was standing beside him also speak.

Shuo Feng seemed to glance in his direction, with a smile on his face, "Those things were also ordered by the general to buy for that girl!"

Xie Cheng: "..."

Although...but...forget it...

There seems to be nothing wrong with him saying this, but it's just...

Fu Ling's gaze was extremely intense.

iron!Tree!open!flower!up!

"Who is that girl's name? Where is she now? What does she look like? Which family she belongs to? Is she engaged? When will she get married?" Fu Ling looked at them, his eyes lit up, and there was no trace of the elegance and courtesy that he had just walked in. appearance.

"Her name is Jiang Fu, she is an old lady..." Shuo Feng said, before he could finish speaking, Xie Cheng interrupted him.

"Don't listen to their nonsense." Xie Cheng leaned there, lazily, not even bothering to raise his eyelids, "It's not like that."

(End of this chapter)