MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 21

Chu Xiangtian held the man in his arms, and the palm of his hand went from the back of his head to the back. Like a small animal, he gently comforted him. The young master in his arms probably the most crying he had ever seen. He has been in the army for more than ten years. The most annoying thing is the soft egg that can't move tears, but the object is changed to smell. He not only does not feel disgusted, but also has some distressed.

The pitiful crying is definitely aggrieved.

Thinking of the things found during the day, Chu Xiangtian brows slightly wrinkled, want to think about it, can make Xiao Shaoye cry so sad, probably only Wenbo Ligan's miscellaneous things, although he said not sad, but my heart is sure Still sad.

There was a conclusion in my heart. Chu Xiangtian remembered the matter of Bo Lili in my heart. I saw that the people in my arms were still whispering, and I was even more pitiful. I pressed him to the chest and put a light voice on him. "Oh, don't cry."

He screamed at his clothes and screamed. He cried a heart and vented his emotions. The frowning brow slowly stretched out, but he was still drunk and hugged Chu Xiangtian’s waist and refused to let go. In the warm embrace, he came and went. He was like a bunny who had finally found a nest in a long journey, and he was unwilling to leave.

I couldn't bear to push him away, Chu Xiangtian directly slammed people up, and Wen squatted spontaneously into a ball, squatting his chest and burying his face in his arms, making a small buzzing sound like a nose. It is the same as spoiling.

He whispered a few words, holding people ready to go to the carriage, just out of a paragraph, just happened to meet the people who heard the news of the month.

Wen Shuyue and Zhou Chuanqing walked side by side, and they were shocked by the smell of Chu Xiangtian in his arms. He asked people in a hurry.

"Drink a bit of wine, drunk." Chu Xiangtian steadily holding the smell, but his eyes fell on the bunny in her arms, the bunny slaps a big ball, looks at the white soft, long ears After the brain, the motionless nest is in the arms of the moon, just like the smell at the moment.

It looks so real, Chu Xiangtian walked a little bit of God, and I heard that the book month wants to wake him up, holding people in a quiet way to avoid it. "He is uncomfortable, I will send him directly back."

Wen Shuyue still wants to say something, Zhou Chuanqing smiled and advised: "Don't worry, the old assembly takes care of the good son."

When Wen Shuyue hesitated, Chu Xiangtian had already taken the man to the carriage.

The movement of walking woke up, and he opened his eyes in confusion, struggling to get up, and still screaming to read. He was drunk too much, and he spoke with his tongue. He said that it was not clear, and Chu Xiangtian listened to his ears for a while before he could understand: Little Master wants to study for fame.

He was a little crying and laughing. It was really a child. When he was drunk, he thought it was out. He patiently followed the drunken person and slammed a few words. He slid into the car and Chu Xiangtian carefully put the carriage into the carriage. in. Li Qingnian, who followed the probe to the brain, wanted to keep up. Chu Xiangtian turned and put the curtain down. He raised his eyebrows with a cold face: "You go to another carriage."

Li Qingnian: "..."

Shrinking the neck, eyes thieves sneaked back and looked, Li Qingnian was still stunned, and climbed up his own carriage. Zhou Chuanqing sent Wen Shuyue to the carriage and came over. He just saw this scene, his mouth was pumping, and he turned decisively and went to the carriage of Li’s house.

The coachman drove the carriage slowly to the city, and Chu Xiangtian let Weng lay on his lap and reached out and carefully guarded him. The carriage is a bit bumpy. After hearing the sleep, I was awakened by the bumps and stumbled and grasped the hand of Chu Xiangtian. After a while, I said sorry with a crying room. After a while, I struggled and went to read a book. Chu Xiangtian abolished the strength of the boss and stopped people.

It’s hard to get to Wenfu. Chu Xiangtian picked up the person and hugged him back to the East Court. Dufu was sent back after sending the letter during the day. When he didn’t come back, he kept watching and didn’t sleep. The sky is holding people in, and he looks forward to picking up people. But Chu Xiangtian was taller than him. He bypassed him and took him back to the room and put it on the bed. He said: "He is drunk, you wipe him, and feed him some water at night."

It turned out to be drunk, and Du Fu took a closer look and was relieved, and moved to the small kitchen with hot water.

Chu Xiangtian leaned on the edge of the bed, reached out and poked his cheeks on his cheeks, and his fingers stayed on the white cheeks for a while before he recovered, and whispered to the sleeping man: "Good dreams."

......

After the hangover, there was an endless headache. The half-awake person reached out and rubbed his head. He sat up with his hands up, and the sunlight outside the window was bright. He looked at the probe and looked out. It was already noon.

The outside Defoe heard the movement coming in and poured him a cup of warm water. He snorted and snorted, rubbing his eyes, sore eyes and redness.

"How did I get back last night?" Wen Yan frowned and searched for memories. Chu came to him to tell him about Wen Bo Li, and then he was completely unimpressed.

"It’s Chu’s family to send you back.” Defu explained: “You drank too much last night.”

"Oh..." I still can't remember it, smelling my eyebrows, putting this thing aside and turning to the right business. "Where is the mother?"

Defu said: "Mrs. and Miss see flowers in the garden."

Weng nodded, dragged the tired body after the hangover, got up, changed the clean clothes after washing, went to the garden. Since you have found the place where you can find the Tibetans, it is better to tell your mother as soon as possible.

Fu Youqin and Wen Shuyue saw flowers in the garden pavilion. Wen Hao hurried to the past. Before he could speak, he was trained by Fu Youqin. "Drinking and hurting, you see your eyes are blue... ”

Weng’s subconscious touch of the eyes, looked at the mother and sister who looked concerned, hesitated, or swayed the next person, Shen Sheng: "Mother, I found someone."

Fu Youqin took a moment to react, and the smile on her face faded. "Where is the person?"

"On the Zhuangzi over the Hongfa Temple, people are hiding in the church."

The smelling book next to it is full of fog, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Youqin looked at her daughter, sighing a little, and sooner or later she had to know. She did not hide it. She said bluntly: "You have raised the outside room."

The expression on the face of Wen Shuyue went from stunned to shocked and unbelievable. "How come..."

Fu Youqin took the two children's hands and appeased and patted. "The next thing is handed over to me, I will ask people to check."

Wen Shuyue is still immersed in the shock and can't speak, smells his lips, hesitates and asks: "Mother will... and leave?"

I didn't expect him to ask this question. Fu Youqin paused for a moment and smiled faintly. "Do you think?"

Wen Yan nodded seriously. "This house should have been surnamed Fu."

"Good boy, mother knows what to do." Fu Youqin touched his head with affection, this short period of time, Wen Yan grew up from the innocent teenager, Fu Youqin did not know what happened in the middle, but this way Change is the mother's but not willing to see, she would rather have two children to live a life of life, rather than a small age to face such a dirty post-house private affairs.

Since this is said, Fu Youqin did not let Wen Yan contact this matter again. She asked the butler to find someone to go to Hongfa Temple to verify, and then he began to count the industry under the name of Wen Bo Li. These were all entrusted to Wen Bo Li before the death of Fu Jia Er Lao. Fu Youqin has always trusted Wen Bo Li for the sake of maintaining the relationship between husband and wife. He has never intervened, but now that he has new plans, The things to be liquidated should be clear.

According to the experience of previous years, it will take about half a month for Wen Boli to come back.

Fu Youqin was exceptionally busy these two days. Wen Wei almost couldn't see her. The next person has been instructed once again. The atmosphere in the house is inexplicably tense. She took the housekeeper and transferred all the accounts of the shop Zhuangzi to re-liquidation. The more problems you find.

Wen Wei couldn't see anyone, and he didn't know the specific situation. This time, they changed to be prepared to take the initiative, but he still had some bottom. The people do not fight with the officials. He always remembers that the last time Wen Biao colluded with the government to oppress their mother and son. Although this world blog has been overturned with Jiaojia, it is reasonable to say that there is no chance to be recommended by the county, but he still Some are not at ease.

Since Wen Bo Li can buy the official government, then he is better to start with.

After a bit of a grind, I thought it might be feasible. I turned over my small vault out of the box and told me to send a gift to several old townspeople. It is better to have a good relationship with these people in advance than in the previous world.

On February 16th, Wen Yan was banqueting at Fuxi Building. Several old townsmen were invited to come. The invitation was in the name of Wen Bo Li. The old townman came to see Wen Yan, and his expression was slightly amazed. Looks the same, politely invite them to take a seat.

He wore a black robes today, and his hair was neatly bundled with a crown, and his lips were not smiling, a little more than usual. Xiao Yan had a good tea, and Wen Wei took a teacup and sipped it, and started to play Tai Chi with a few old fritters.

These few townships are always human, Wen Wei did not go straight into the theme, and after a few people circled the circle for a long time, finally finally mentioned the business, not to mention too much understanding, Dai Fu carried a small plate on the table, There were three wooden rafters on the plate, which made a heavy sound when placed on the table.

The old face of the township brought a smile, and if the gaze fell on the wooden raft, it smelled slowly and took a sip of tea, and let Daifu send the raft to the hands of the three. "The three came out, Xiaoxiao Thin gifts are not a tribute."

After the old town politely refused two sentences, he put things into his arms.

When they saw Wen Wei, they didn’t care. They heard that the little sons of Wen’s family had heard that they were soft and innocent young people, but they were not as famous as they met. They felt that Wen Jiagong’s son might not say what he said in his rumors. same.

If they said that they were biased towards Wen Bo Li, then after seeing the smell, the scales that they tilted in their hearts gradually came back.

The veteran sensation of Wen Bo Li and the singer of the first-born singer, which one is more beneficial to them, they naturally have a steelyard.

A temporary consensus was reached. Wen Yan came out of Fuxi Building and smashed his stiff face. A familiar voice came from the side. "What are you looking for?"

When Wen Wei turned back, he saw Chu Xiangtian holding his hands on the gallery and looking at him.

Hanging his eyes, Weng whispered to him: "Wen Bo Li is very close to them."

Chu Xiangtian immediately understood what he meant. The young master was afraid that the people who heard the joint government would oppress them and get in touch with them in advance.

"Do not worry." Chu Xiangtian walked up to him and reached out and rubbed his head. "They can't wait for a few days."