Chapter 259

But people are not made of iron. For many days, the thoughts and worries that have been bothering their hearts and lungs have been completely relaxed at the moment when they know that he will come back safely. Excitement and excitement gradually put her body and mind into a state of fatigue. In the waiting with joy, she still fell asleep.

I don't know how long she slept. Half asleep, she felt someone tucking in her horn. In her dream, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold the man's arm, and heard someone call in her ear: "Miss..."

She woke up from her sleep, narrowed her eyes, licked some dry lips and asked, "when is it?"

Xiaomei answered softly, "it's noon."

"Has my husband ever come back?"

"No."

Gong Yueyue glimpsed that the lunch box on the table was still in the position she placed yesterday. She was a little disappointed at the bottom of her heart. But just a moment later, she was lit up by her optimism: "maybe you weren't there when he came back."

"It's possible."

The cat stretched herself a lot before she opened her quilt and threw herself into the cold winter air“ Xiao Mei, help me comb my hair and make it look better. "

"Well, good."

Xiaomei curled up half of Gong Yueyue's hair and left half over her thin shoulders. This simple and elegant hairstyle can best show Gong Yueyue's beauty and generosity.

Seeing that the master had finished his hairstyle and began to pick clothes all over the cabinet, Xiaomei asked suspiciously, "Miss, are you going out?"

"Yes."

"Where are you going?"

"Barracks."

"Ah?" Xiaomei's chin was falling off.

Gong Yueyue looked at her and felt a little funny: "why do you react so much?"

"Let's not go to that place." When she went back to the barracks to find her uncle, it was because the young lady suddenly fell into a coma. It was really a last resort. In her growing up consciousness, the place like the military camp is really not a girl's house. Yang Guodong's wife or Zhao Xiong's wife will not enter the camp in person even if there is anything urgent.

Gong Yueyue smiled and put a Qiuxiang yarn dyed brocade skirt on him: "I'll go myself. You don't have to accompany me."

Xiaomei stared at her and said, "it's not a question of whether to accompany or not. There's no last resort in that place. How can we women get in at will?"

"I went in. Isn't it all right?" Gong Yueyue can accept other reasons, but "as a woman" can't be like this, can't be like that. She subconsciously resists this kind of rhetoric. I think she is also a little woman in the 21st century. She has worked as a special police officer, received paramilitary training and wrestled with the soldiers. These are very common things. In ancient times, even if we should remember the truth that men and women did not give and receive, the restrictions and discrimination against women made her feel depressed.

Xiaomei asked her, "is there any general to help you. How are you going to get in now? "

She said, "I asked my father to help me."

Xiaomei immediately smiled: "do you think the master may pay attention to you?"

She thought for a while and felt that it was really not feasible“ Then I'll find he Yong again. "

"I heard that he led the troops out this morning..." Xiaomei is a little proud at the moment. It's rare to gain the upper hand in words.

"Well... I'm looking for the head office of evil young man?" When Gong Yueyue said this impatiently, he suddenly realized: "ah bah, I'm Zhao Changyuan's wife. Why am I looking for someone else? I'll find him. Can he not see me? "

Xiaomei was defeated again, so she had to cooperate obediently: "then I'd better go with her."

The little guard also responded impolitely: "I don't care who it is. In short, the marshal has indeed issued a ban. He can't see anyone today. Whether it's a mother or a mother! "

"Ah, you..." Xiaomei was so angry with him that she rolled up her sleeves to continue her theory.

Gong Yueyue pulled her back: "forget it, let's go." I met an ancient version of "Xu Sanduo" here. Police officer Gong can only recognize current affairs as heroes.

Even after eating turtle at the gate, Gong Yueyue didn't give up. She walked up and down the alley near the military camp, thinking that she could meet an acquaintance and at least send her a letter.

But all the familiar figures she used to have failed to appear in front of her as she wished.

Just when she was very disappointed and was ready to return home, Huangtian finally paid off and sent her a young man who looked good.

The boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was leading a hand truck slowly. Gong Yueyue immediately searched the information of this person from his brain. He was Zhao Changyuan's personal bodyguard in the army - small robe.

She immediately realized that the opportunity had come, hid at the entrance of the alley and kept making a sound towards her robe: "Hello, Hello! Hiss! "

The robe looked along the voice and recognized her at a glance: "madam!" Then he walked towards her.

"What's there?" She pointed to the cart and asked him.

"Oh, this is the first-class horse grass specially prepared for Marshal's horse."

Gong Yueyue suddenly remembered that a few days ago, the emperor specially rewarded Zhao Changyuan with a bloody BMW. That horse is a few laps taller than an ordinary horse. If a smaller man rides it, he can hardly see the driver from the front. What's more, the body hair and mane of the whole body are dark, and there is no mottled at all. Only those eyes are blood red.

Zhao Xiong, He Yong and Yang Jinyi are crazy with envy. Even Gong Yueyue, who doesn't understand horses, exclaimed: "Wow, this is so cool. It's Maserati in horses!"

Only after suffering can we know Wen. I just feel that this is not a horse, but a monster. After his neighbor's dog went crazy, he had such blood red eyes. In short, no matter what others say, he doesn't dare to approach at all. The horse also has a personality. As long as someone approaches, he immediately puts his hooves down to frighten... Regardless of Yang Jinyi or He Yong, they all retreat from it in the end. It's really scary to think of a behemoth with red eyes standing up in front of people.

This impasse was maintained until its real owner Zhao Changyuan came to it last night

Most people use whip or sugar to tame animals, but Zhao Changyuan didn't choose either tool. He just calmly walked up to it without hesitation. Even when it hissed and put its front feet to him, he didn't have the slightest fear. Before the bystanders could see clearly, he resolutely stretched out his hand to hold the reins and jumped onto the horse's back.

He used his method to tell the people present that the real strong man is not just having strong force and rich financial resources. Conquering opponents sometimes only requires a little courage and courage. It's so simple.

But Zhao Changyuan never thought that his wife was better than him in these two points of courage and courage. In order to meet him, he simply put his whole body into the horse grass pile as feed and sent it to the gate of the barracks.

When the robe pushed her to a corner where there was no one, and helped her out of the horse grass, she was like a scarecrow. There is grass foam from head to foot, not to mention the smell all over.

"Ah, bah." She spits out the grass scraps accidentally contained in her mouth and mutters, "what has this car been loaded with? Why is it so smelly? "

In addition to carrying horse grass, this cart has also carried live pigs. Will the robe tell her? Of course not“ Don't say, madam, that I brought you in. "

"I see. Thank you." Although she is in a mess now, she still appreciates the robe. After all, victory is at hand, and the male god is nearby“ Inside, where is he now? "

The robe stretched out his hand and said, "see the house with white walls and black tiles and a gold plaque on it?"

She smiled with satisfaction and whispered, "OK, I see. Go and be busy."

Crept to the house, Gong Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the open door and slipped in. This room should be a place for officers to eat and rest in the army. It's already past lunch time, so there's no one in the whole corridor.

Carrying her skirt, she walked to the end with light hands and feet. Only one door was dimly lit. She whispered in her heart, "what door is closed in broad daylight?"

Said, the right hand subconsciously arrived at the door, unexpectedly easily pushed open a gap.

"No disrespect!" This was the first thought that flashed into her brain. It's rude enough to come uninvited. Should we add the disgraceful act of peeping? She took a step back and planned to leave. Her eyes turned. When her eyes brushed past the crack of the door, she stood as stiff as if struck by lightning. For a moment, she just felt that her breathing and heartbeat were paused.

In her limited vision, there appeared a man's sweating back, sitting in a chair, his upper body was not inch wisps, his wide shoulders fluctuated due to breathing, and she didn't see whether his lower body was wearing or not. But what shocked her was not that she saw a naked man for no reason, but that she was familiar with every scar on the naked back and even the lines outlined by every skeletal muscle. She used to lie on her back for countless nights and say sweet and greasy love words with his master

However, these are not enough to make her so lost. The reason why she really lost her soul was that there was a strange woman opposite her husband in the picture in her eyes.

In her opinion, the woman was in her twenties and looked very exotic. She sat in front of Zhao Changyuan at a distance that Gong Yueyue didn't want to imagine, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and fed the things in the bowl into his mouth again and again. Her expression was gentle and even her eyes were smiling.

What woke Gong Yueyue from the shock was the unbearable stench on her body. The legend of Condor Hero is as like as two peas. Helen of Troy is still on the way. She can't see Zhao Changyuan's expression at the moment. But she can live with her for nearly thirty years. One thousand years experience shows that the expression of the woman is like Yang Guo's "dragon of the divine eagle" in her childhood. "Purple in the west" is exactly the same as Sun Wukong's expression.