Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Zhishan was too busy to help Zhao Jingting: "General Zhao, get up quickly, we don't need a red tape between us."

"It is really not necessary between me and the general, but this is a gift given by the subordinates to the generals in the 70,000 battlefield battlefield. Please don't quit the army." While talking, Zhao Jingting slaps Lu Zhishan three heads. .

Lu Zhishan didn't say any more. After receiving the kneeling ceremony of Zhao Jingting, he waited for Zhao Jingting to finish the ceremony. Lu Zhishan was too busy to lift Zhao Jingting, looking at his red eyes, deep eye lines, and white hair. Lu Zhishan also felt a sore nose, and he sighed, "Jing Ting, these years, you have worked hard."

Zhao Jingting said with a dumb voice: "Yong Zhan, I can't work harder than the cold treatment you suffered in Beijing."

Du Heng said: "It's cold outside, please let the two generals talk inside."

Thinking of Lu Zhishan's leg problems, Zhao Jingting was so busy saying to Lu Zhishan: "Yes, yes, Yong Zhan, let's go in and talk and freeze you carefully."

"Okay, let's see each other later. We need to talk." Lu Zhishan laughed and was helped by Du Heng into the other hospital.

Zhao Jingting followed, looking at Lu Zhishan's slightly slumped legs, and his heart was uncomfortable again. He was too busy rubbing his face, and followed Lu Zhishan into the study.

Two pots of charcoal fire have been born in the study for a long time, and Lu Zhishan and Zhao Jingting dropped their cloaks and sat on the soft couch. Du Heng came in to make tea for the two, and took a soft pillow to Du Heng's. Under the legs, then bowed back, leaving the two to speak alone.

"Yong Zhan, your leg ... isn't it okay?" Zhao Jingting couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the doctor in Kunming saying that as long as it is well maintained, one or two years of effort can be healed? Why is it still ... How unfavorable? "

Lu Zhishan reassured him: "It's been cured, but every winter season, it is inevitable that it will hurt for a few days, and it hurts the bones, but it is not the worst to recover to this point."

Zhao Jingting gritted his teeth and said, "I heard that you were framed last year. When it was freezing cold, you were still kneeling for an hour in front of the Taihe Hall. If it weren't for that time, you wouldn't be in trouble now."

Lu Zhishan hooked his lips lightly: "It's the same thing, but Jingting knows my temperament best. People respect me by one foot and I respect others. Otherwise, you must report, so you do n’t need to do that either. Gritted teeth. "

Zhao Jingting resentfully said: "The next thing I heard, I guessed seven or eight points, but I was really not good enough. The general is a great hero who carries the sword across the world. The general's body is more important than anything. It's not enough that they lost their lives. "

"Jing Ting, it's been so many years, but your temperament hasn't changed at all, and it's no wonder that there isn't even a person in the DPRK who is willing to speak for you," Lu Zhishan took a sip of tea and said slowly. "Jing Ting, I think it's time for you to pick up your temper."

"Yong Zhan, you know me. I joined the army at the age of 14. I have been in the barracks for nearly 30 years. I have been used to speaking and going straight. I am born with a rectum. How can I not learn the twisting thoughts of that screwdriver? Yong Zhan To be honest, I ca n’t just learn and not learn, ”Zhao Jingting was helpless,“ When I saw their faces, I could n’t hold the fire anymore. Now the Dali Mountain River is broken, and the country will not break the country. Isn't An Zhi's handwriting in this case? "

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