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Chapter 11

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    The bathroom door clicked, and Feng Qu came out with his wet hair and a stream of moisture wrapped around his upper body naked.

    Gu Ming quickly threw the bag she was carrying on the ground and kicked it under the bed as she walked forward. "Young Marshal, are you injured?"

    "Small injury."

    We haven¡¯t seen him for several months, and there is a new shrapnel burn mark on the man¡¯s strong waist and abdomen, which has already formed a scab.  A piece of flesh was gouged out of her left shoulder by shrapnel, and tender pink new flesh grew back. She touched it gently with her delicate fingers, her eyes full of pity, and she blew gently twice like a child: "Does it hurt?"

    Feng Qu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Are you treating me like a child?"

    "Is the young commander a child?"

    Her big eyes fluttered at him, and her eyelashes flashed, making his heart itch.

    "What do you think?"

    Feng Qu lowered his head and came closer to her. He smelled a faint smell of smoke at the end of his nose, and his brows suddenly wrinkled: "Why do you smell like smoke?"

    Gu Ming raised her sleeves and smelled it: "Where can I find it?" The newly bought cheongsam just smells like fabric, and there is nothing special about it.

    Feng Qu¡¯s eyes were dark, and he picked up a strand of her hair and brought it to her nose. In order to change her image, she let her hair down when she went to the newspaper office.

    Does he have a dog nose?

    Sure enough, Gu Ming smelled a faint smell of smoke in her hair. Her mind was racing and she suddenly remembered that Lu Liang was a smoker. He was so excited when talking about his new book today that he smoked two cigarettes in a row.  The smell of cigarette smoke was acquired at that time.

    "Could it be that you got it while watching a movie with Meiyun today?" She pretended to suddenly realize: "There was a man and a woman sitting in the back row. The man was smoking and the woman was giggling. She was dressed in colorful clothes.  , I don¡¯t know which shady place he ran from.¡±

    "Really?"

    There was also a scandal involving a personal guard having an affair with his aunt in Marshal Feng¡¯s backyard, but it was suppressed and very few people knew about it.

    Feng Qu raised her chin suspiciously, with a stern look on his face: "If I find you stealing people outside behind my back, I'll shoot you!"

    Gu Ming¡¯s legs almost gave out.

    But the more times like this, the clearer her mind became. Even if her heart was shaking, she still showed innocence on her face. She held Feng Qu's arm and muttered: "If the young marshal is in the cinema today, he will  Like now, with just one look, the woman will shut up and the man will not dare to smoke!"

    Feng Qu was unmoved and looked at her coldly.

    Gu Ming: This guy is really suspicious!

    She boldly touched his cheek with her cool little hands, smoothed all the wrinkles between his brows, looked directly into his eyes, stood on tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, pitifully  "You've been gone for a few months. I've been frightened every night. I often can't sleep. I even have dark circles under my eyes. If you don't believe me, just look at it!"

    ¡ª¡ªNima stayed up late for several days to catch up on the manuscript, and the dark circles under my eyes finally came in handy!

    With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, Feng Qu indeed saw a faint cyan color in her eyes, and the icy color in her eyes melted away, and he hugged her waist with a little pity:  "Mama Lin didn't make some chicken soup to replenish your health, either?"

    She was secretly glad that since she discovered she had gained weight, she had lost a lot of weight for a while on the grounds that she had no appetite due to the hot weather. Finally, she had used up the fat caused by the food in the Young Marshal's Mansion that was too good to stick to, along with the two or three points of the original baby fat.  No more, the whole face line is more refined, and the waist is thinner than before.

    "Mother Lin is very attentive to her service." She pretended to be sad and sighed: "The young marshal was fighting on the front line, and I couldn't eat or sleep, so I naturally lost weight."

    Feng Qu only felt that these words sounded very comfortable, but he was still dubious. When the two of them went downstairs to have dinner, they got supporting evidence from Lin Ma.

    The old servant who has been serving the young master since childhood always has some indescribable kindness towards the young master, respecting and loving him.

    On the one hand, he treated him respectfully as his master, and on the other hand, he loved him as his nephew. He arranged a table full of dishes, most of which were Feng Qu's favorite foods.

    She stood at the dining table and served soup to the two of them. She greeted the neatly dressed Feng Qu and said, "In the past few days since the young marshal left, the news outside has been spreading. When I saw the young marshal returning safely, my heart dropped.  It¡¯s time to get there. Look, you¡¯ve lost a lot of weight in the past few months. War is the most torturous thing. Eat more supplements.¡±

    Gu Ming hurriedly bought it: "That's right, the food in the army is definitely not as delicious as at home."

    Mother Lin filled another bowl of soup and handed it to her, looking at her lovingly: "Auntie, please take good care of it too."Sorry, these days I keep seeing your lights on upstairs in the middle of the night. I'm afraid I'm not less worried. The young marshal is back now. You should eat more. Don't say you have no appetite today!  "

    Gu Ming's eyes were full of tears of gratitude, and she just hugged Ma Lin and kissed her hard on the face twice.

    ¡ª¡ªYou are really my big savior!

    She glanced at Feng Qu with a look that said, "Look, look, I didn't lie to you. You have wronged the wrong person." She looked so proud and charming.

    If Mother Lin hadn¡¯t been nagging her, Feng Qu would have wanted to eat her up first to calm his anger.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know whether it was because he had wronged her or for some other reason, but that night Feng Qu actually understood how to cherish the beauty and cherish the jade, and the two of them spent a tender and affectionate night.

    The next day, Gu Ming woke up in Feng Qu's arms, opened her eyes and looked at his sleeping face, and suddenly felt something: I can be considered a prostitute to the young marshal!

    This kind of mentality is similar to the dark thoughts of a wretched man who is proud of sleeping with an unattainable woman.

    "It's a pity that there are no old guys in the local area that we can hang out with, drink beer with, and brag about. When the conversation comes up, we can still have a taciturn smile and smile that can only be understood but cannot be expressed. It is really a pity that life is so lonely.

    "What's the point of having fun alone?"

    Feng Qu suddenly spoke up, and Gu Ming was almost frightened.

    She wrapped her arms around Feng Qu's neck and complained: "Young Marshal, you scared me to death. You pretended to be asleep when you woke up."

    "What are you having fun with?" He was unusually stubborn.

    "I just thoughthow could I meet such a good person?" Gu Ming said half-truthfully.

    Feng Qu opened his eyes, laughed out loud, and pinched her nose: "This little girl knows how to drink ecstasy soup!"

    "Young Marshal, do you feel bad about yourself?"

    Feng Qu laughed dumbly: "Are you here specifically to choke me?"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Talking and laughing could be heard in the bedroom early in the morning. Mother Lin came upstairs to wake up, feeling like she was a bit of a disgrace.

    She knocked on the door, cleared her throat and said bravely: "Young Marshal, Adjutant Tang came to send a message and said Miss Yin heard that the Young Marshal was back and was worried about the Young Marshal's safety, so she wanted to make an appointment with the Young Marshal today.  ."

    When Feng Qu came back yesterday, he first went to the Governor's Mansion to report on the military situation, and then came back to rest.

    "His entry and exit from the Governor's Mansion may have been noticed by interested parties, and it would be easy for Yin Zhenzhu to get the news.

    The bedroom became quiet.

    The harmonious atmosphere just now was swept away.

    Gu Ming retracted the arm wrapped around his neck, took out the wrinkled nightgown from the quilt and put it on: "Young Marshal, I have classes today. If you are late, you will be called on by the professor."

    She got up and went to wash up. The sound of water rushing from the bathroom could be heard in the room. Feng Qu lay on his back on the big soft bed, feeling irritated for no reason, but also found it funny.

    Who is Gu Ming?

    A gadget sent by Gu Baobin.

    Before he left Rongcheng to go to the front line, the word "deputy" in front of Director Gu Baobin had been removed.

    The money and goods are both settled.

    As long as she was happy serving him, how could he be stupid enough to consider the mood of a concubine?

    Was it her innocent look that beguiled him, or was she so well-behaved that he couldn't help but pity her a little more?

    Feng Qu laughed at himself, got up and dressed, ready to go out for Yin Zhenzhu's date.

    Women always have a little trouble when going out. Even a simple and refreshing woman like Gu Ming will inevitably have to sit in front of the dressing mirror after washing, wiping her face and combing her hair.

    Feng Qu¡¯s speed was developed in the military camp. Within three minutes, he went downstairs feeling refreshed. Before leaving, he said an extra compassionate word: "I will ask the driver to take you to school later."

    Gu Ming smiled like a flower: "Thank you so much, Marshal."

    She smiled too brightly, as if she wanted him to leave quickly. Feng Qu's face darkened for no reason, and he walked up the stairs aggressively.

    Gu Ming waited until the sound of his footsteps disappeared downstairs, then quickly knelt down on the carpet, pulled out the bag that had been kicked in under the bed, stuffed it into the deepest part of the closet, and pressed it under the thick quilt in winter. She took the royalties with her and prepared  I'll go to the bank and deposit it later.

    When she went downstairs to have breakfast, Lin¡¯s mother accompanied her with a smile on her face, as if she was ashamed of herself: ¡°Auntie, I just made the lily porridge for breakfast, please drink more to moisten your lungs.¡±

    "Mother Lin, you don't have to feel sorry. In the future, the young marshal will marry Miss Yin to be his wife. I am just a concubine and cannot stand in Miss Yin's way."

    Gu Ming said these words calmly, but Mother Lin showed a sad expression: "You can just think about it yourself."

    The person who sent her to school was an adjutant named Tang. He had met her before, but he was not as familiar with Wu Song.

    "Where is Adjutant Wu?"

    Tang Ping: "He went to the battlefield this time and failed to come back."

    Gu Ming thought for a moment and then realized that Wu Song had died.

    In troubled times, human life is not as good as that of a dog. Compared with Wu Song who sacrificed her life, she has food and clothing and is many times luckier. What can she complain about?

    Love, what is that thing?

    It can¡¯t satisfy your hunger or wrap your belly, so what¡¯s the use of it!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The person who sent her to school was an adjutant named Tang. He had met her before, but he was not as familiar with Wu Song.

    "Where is Adjutant Wu?"

    Tang Ping: "He went to the battlefield this time and failed to come back."

    Gu Ming thought for a moment and then realized that Wu Song had died.

    In troubled times, human life is not as good as that of a dog. Compared with Wu Song who sacrificed her life, she has food and clothing and is many times luckier. What can she complain about?

    Love, what is that thing?

    It can¡¯t satisfy your hunger or wrap your belly, so what¡¯s the use of it!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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