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Chapter Thirty-Nine

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    Wanyao kept this sleeping position for about an hour. When she woke up, it was already dark, and she felt a little dazed about where she was.

    She rubbed her sore cheeks, looked around, and remembered that she is now a prisoner.

    Seems to be Mrs. Yazhai

    While loosening her limbs that were stiff from sleeping, Xiang Huan broke into the door¡ªthis person probably doesn't have long hands, so he is used to opening the door with his feet.

    After the boy went in, he glanced left and right, and ran over holding a box, "Are you hungry, I've brought you something to eat."

    It is rare that Wanyao also enjoys the treatment of being given food by him once.

    As soon as the box was opened, there were three plates and one bowl inside, meat and vegetables, and chicken legs, but the legs were a little bit shabby and skinny.

    She picked up the bowl and took the chopsticks from Xiang Huan, "You are a group of big men, who cooks?"

    "There was an old woman in the kitchen with her grandson. She said that she fainted from hunger at the gate of the mountain on the day the village was built. Yang Su asked for luck, so he gave her a meal. It happened that there was a shortage of cooks in the village, so the mother-in-law and grandson stayed.  "

    After saying that, he pushed the two dishes to her, "The taste is very ordinary, but don't take it too seriouslyYour meal is better than mine."

    Wan Yao had just taken a few bites when he saw Xiang Huan fetching Xueya from the corner of the wall, "I'm going out to practice shooting, you take your time."

    "Hey, don't jump around after eating, it will hurt your stomach!"

    He thought she was annoying, "I've eaten it for a while, it's not so easy to get hurt."

    Still go its own way and ran to the courtyard.

    In the cold mountains on a winter night, frost and snow have gradually covered the branches, and the continuous mountains in the cold moon breeze are so deep that only a trace of undulations remains.

    Long. The gun made a clear sound in the ice and snow.

    The moonlight brought out the silvery whiteness of the gun barrel to the extreme, and the sharp tip slashed across the ground, as if sparking sparks, but there was a sharp light in the eyes of the young man behind him.

    He kept rehearsing what he had learned all his life, and rehearsing again and again, almost becoming obsessed, until his physical strength was exhausted, and he was sweating profusely and stood still with the snow fang gun.

    The underwear was almost soaked, and the long hair was wetly stuck to the forehead.

    Xiang Huan gasped for breath, then walked slowly to the nearby well.

    Wan Yao had already finished her meal, she packed up the plate and sat in front of the bed to fold her clothes for a while. Although the room was not quite like a doghouse, the boy's habit of doing whatever he wanted made the clothes dry  It became a lump of unknown objects.

    It was at this time that Xiang Huan ran in with a gun in his hand. His whole body was drenched. In such a cold weather, frost could form in just a few steps.

    "What are you doing!" Wan Yao jumped up on the spot, "You still take a cold shower in this weather? Do you want to die?"

    "Don't worry about it" He stomped on the spot, "Robe robegive me a clean one."

    She had no choice but to quickly pick out a thick one and give it to him together with the towel.

    Although his face was flushed from the cold, Xiang Huan did not forget to order: "I want to change clothes, you turn around."

    Wan Yao pursed her lips helplessly, turned her back and stared at the broken wall according to her words, and heard him add later: "Don't look at it."

    "who wants to see it."

    There is a pot of charcoal fire burning in the room, the lamps and candles on the table flicker faintly, and the square room is full of warm colors of orange and yellow.  The huge temperature difference between inside and outside made the window lattices covered with tiny water droplets and ice flakes.

    Wan Yao sat upright and turned sideways, the black shadow extending from her feet to the window was shaking indistinctly.

    Xiang Huan changed his clothes very quickly, rustling, probably because of the cold on the one hand, and the restraint of his hands and feet in front of the girl's house on the other hand.  As soon as he got impatient, his movements became more arced, suddenly involving injuries to his muscles and bones, and he instinctively let out a soft breath.

    Xiang Huan felt bad after he finished exhaling, because he saw Wan Yao's back obviously paused.

    Sitting there, she realized something almost instantly, and turned her head suddenly.

    The boy behind the back seemed to have exploded the hair all over his body, and put on his pants in a panic, "What are you doing! Didn't I tell you not to look! You are not afraid of the eye of a needle!"

    He hastily picked up the old clothes beside the bed and threw them forward in a daze, causing Wan Yao's head to be covered all over.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiang Huan blushed and quickly tied the knot of his belt¡ªafter putting on his trousers, he could finally meet people!

    She struggled to tear off the pile of rags covering her head, her eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and she asked, "Did you get hurt somewhere else?"

    "I don't have one." Xiang Huan stubbornly twisted his body to put on his shirt, "I seem to be so easyhead.

    He must be at the forefront and take risks. Only in this way can he accumulate enough meritorious deeds in the shortest possible time.

    "The prefect said that I will be honored when I go back." Xiang Huan tilted his head and told her enthusiastically, "After Wen Yang is killed, I will bring this head to Beijing, and maybe I will be promoted to Captain Cavalry directly.  It might even be General Zuo!"

    Wan Yao didn't know why she was a little worried. She always felt that he seemed to be more eager for quick success this time than before, so she shook her head and advised, "Don't try too hard."

    "Where did you get the military exploits if you don't fight? The military exploits are all made by fighting." He gently grasped the corner of the pillow, "I am not afraid of bleeding or getting hurt. I will definitely take Wen Yang's head. In the future, I will let Xiang Huan  The name resounds across the river north and south like thunder."

    ? As always, the rhetoric is ignorant of the sky and the earth, but no matter how many times she listens to it every time, Wan Yao will always be moved by the pure pride, which is the uninhibited and arrogance that only young people have.

    From birth to death, several years of spring and autumn, it seems that just being so frivolous, it is worthwhile to live a life.

    The six teacups stood full, like a big hedgehog whose swelling had not subsided.

    When Wan Yao washed his hands and was about to fetch the jar for him, he found that Xiang Huan had fallen asleep lying on the pillow.

    It is rare for a young and handsome face to be so harmless, revealing a little childishness.

    It seems that this bed will have to let him spend the whole night today

    Then it was funny again.

    Who is the girl's family?

    Wan Yao picked up the old clothes scattered on the ground, put the clothes he had changed into the tub, gently pulled the chair away and sat down.

    *

    The night on the mountain is very quiet, and the dream is especially deep.

    After sleeping until dawn, Wanyao stretched her waist and sat up from the bed. She hadn't woken up from the deep sleep, and she didn't take a moment to think about how she moved from the armchair to the head of the bed.

    The sun rises late in the cold winter, and seeing the snow light reflected by the sky at this moment dazzles her eyes, she knows it must be late.

    Yesterday, because I took a rest in the afternoon, I felt sleepy very late at night.

    ?As a doctor, I know very well that staying up late is life-consuming, and Wanyao blames herself for this, and prepares to get out of bed with a deep heart.

    However, just as she was about to step on her shoes, she suddenly stepped on a lump of soft unknown object. Unsuspecting, Wanyao's hairs stood on end immediately, never expecting that there was someone under her feet, and rolled down the opponent's back.

    For Xiang Huan, who suffered such a tragic accident, this was simply a nightmare. No matter how light she was, a person hitting him firmly was enough to make him out of breath.  What are you doing!"

    "Who told you to sleep here, how would I know"

    "I don't want to sleep here, where can I sleep, just a bed." He was annoyed, "I don't know how to call me at night."

    This catastrophe made people dream in an instant, Xiang Huan pulled her up from the ground, patted the hem of her skirt casually a few times, and turned to fetch water.

    He himself is very easy to take care of, and he can finish the job with two cold water washes, but Wanyao is a little more troublesome, and has to go to the kitchen to ask for hot water.

    He came in with a copper basin, and he was sitting by the side wiping his teeth, when he suddenly heard her terrified ah, which made his hands tremble.

    "Xiang Huan!" Wan Yao suddenly turned his head angrily.

    "What's wrong with me"

    As soon as the words fell, she tore off her collar angrily, "Look!"

    Suddenly, there are neat rows of tooth marks on the neck, and there are quite festive red spots, showing teeth and claws.  He immediately fell silent, scratched his neck with the palm of his hand uncomfortably, and said brazenly, "I saw it, it looks pretty good."

    "" No wonder it looks good!

    "What to do now is all your fault!" She went up to pinch his arm, pinched Xiang Huan and backed away, still explaining.

    "It's okay, this thing will be fine in a few days. How about I wipe the spit on you?"

    "No, go away."

    So angry that he lost his mind, he turned around and wanted to vent his anger on Xueya.

    "Hey hey¡ª¡ª" Xiang Huan finally panicked, "You can't hold the gun!"

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