1231st: Prepare for War, Recuperate (10)

When he said this, Wei Ci's eyes sparkled with little smiles, like a galaxy scattered with stars.

Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue, raised her hand and picked up the little thing.

The other party was obedient, with a big face drooping, his semicircular ears moved, and he winked pitifully at Jiang Pengji.

"It's been a while since I raised it, why is it still so big?"

After weighing it, the weight is a bit heavier than before, but according to the growth law of the iron-eating beast, it is obviously unreasonable.

Wei Ci said, "Ci let an experienced veterinarian take a look at it, it is very healthy."

"Healthy?" Jiang Pengji said, "tsk—a little thing of unknown origin, it's normal even if it doesn't grow up, and it's convenient for you to keep it."

An adult iron-eating beast stands almost as tall as a person, weighs a lot, and has an extremely fierce temperament. It is not safe for Wei Ci to raise it.

If this guy doesn't grow up, and he always maintains this appearance, it doesn't matter if he keeps it.

Jiang Pengji put it in the pannier, and the little guy lay on the side of the pannier prettyly, stuck out half of his head, and observed secretly.

Wei Ci took the initiative to help Jiang Pengji sort the documents so that she could handle the official documents more conveniently.

With such cooperation, the documents that originally took most of the night to finish were finished in an hour.

Jiang Pengji put down her pen and shook her sore and swollen wrist.

After working for so long, my eyes are sore, and my stomach is hungry, it would be great if a delicious meal appeared at this time.

Just thinking about it, a burst of egg fragrance wafted into the nostrils.

"When did Zixiao go out?" Jiang Pengji looked up, and saw Wei Ci holding a lighting lantern in one hand, and custard full of egg fragrance in the other. Smelling the fragrance of food, her mouth secreted longing saliva, "Zixiao still understands me, but it made me so hungry."

Wei Ci put down the food plate, "Just now I saw that the lord was too absorbed in his work, so Ci didn't disturb me, and borrowed the small kitchen in the courtyard to cook some evening meals."

Under the eager eyes of the iron-eating beast, Jiang Pengji ate up the bowl of custard.

"Zixiao's craftsmanship is so good, I really want to marry you back soon."

Jiang Pengji muttered in her mouth, licking her lips with insatiable desire.

Wei Ci ignored this sentence, and said, "It's getting late, and it's time for my lord to go back."

Jiang Pengji wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and rolled onto Wei Ci's bed like a rogue. The iron-eating beast squatting in the back basket also crawled out clumsily, twisting its plump buttocks, and rubbing against it bit by bit. Hug full. Holding the iron-eating beast in his arms with his left hand, he lifted a corner of the quilt with his right hand, and slapped Wei Ci on the other side of the bed. His eyes were black and watery, and Wei Ci's ears felt hot just looking at them.

Wei Ci sighed, tightened his pajamas, slowly moved to the bed, and lay down with his limbs stiff.

"Zixiao's health has improved a lot. I used to feel like a popsicle was coming when I was scalded into bed, but now it's finally warm."

Jiang Pengji rubbed Wei Ci's calf with her foot.

If Wei Ci is a mobile refrigerator, she is a stove bouncing around.

For Wei Ci, the quilt, which has not been warm for a long time, can be warmed up after lying down for a while.

When Jiang Pengji's bare feet touched his back, the temperature seemed to scald him.

"My lord—"

Jiang Pengji said, "Oh, Zixiao, you are really a gentleman. The sage also said that sex is also sexual, regardless of a certain age, men and women desire the opposite sex. If you don’t feel it, do you still need to be self-reliant?”

Wei Ci looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He had the posture of an old monk in meditation. He was lying flat on the side of the bed in a standard posture, motionless.

Jiang Pengji sighed inwardly.

Sometimes, she couldn't help but doubt her own judgment.

Which man can remain calm and composed in the face of a woman's provocation?

Liu Xiahui?

nonexistent!

Jiang Pengji couldn't help but groped her hands down, Wei Ci's face was so red that he could bleed from fright.

"My lord!"

Jiang Pengji said innocently, "Aren't you worried about your body?"

Wei Ci: "..."

There are two children in the previous life, so there is nothing to worry about!

Although Wei Ci is very relaxed,

In fact, it took a lot of perseverance to restrain it.

He said, "Tomorrow morning there will be Shen Ke's government affairs, my lord should take a break earlier and refresh myself."

Jiang Pengji secretly rolled her eyes.

Sometimes she wished that she wasn't some kind of bratty regiment commander who didn't have to abide by the tens of thousands of rules and regulations of the Federation.

Delicious food is close at hand, you can put it in your mouth when you open your mouth, and chew it to pieces, but you can't do it because of the principle.

"Well, sleep!"

she felt—

Maybe Wei Ci didn't hold back any good or bad, she was going to break her own principles.

After a night without dreams until dawn, Jiang Pengji secretly carried a basket of documents back to the backyard of the government office, pretending to have just woken up and called the maid to come in to wash and dress. While eating breakfast, Jiang Pengji opened the live broadcast room on time, and the bullet screens on the screen were all "Good morning".

Jiang Pengji pushed open the door, and the golden sunlight splashed on the ground and shone on people, making people feel good.

"Very well, keep busy and try to get the annual leave earlier!"

Jiang Pengji cheered herself up, Zhang Wenwu showed a lack of interest, but Han Yu, Xie Ze and Qin Gong answered "yes" solemnly.

hehe--

annual leave?

nonexistent!

Old fritters like Feng Zhen and Yang Si drooped their faces, looking like they lacked sleep and overused their kidneys, and yawned from time to time.

Qi Guanrang also had thick dark circles under his eyes, but he held a fan, and when he wanted to yawn, he held up the fan to cover half of his face.

Feng Jin and Xu Ke also complained incessantly.

As the members left behind, their tasks are not light, not only to maintain the supply of battlefield logistics, but also to worry about the development and construction of each territory. After finally getting everything on the right track, unexpectedly when the lord came back, they were buried alive by the government affairs again.

By the way——

Can't the lord stay outside to celebrate the new year, so he has to run back?

Xu Ke's eyes were dead silent, he had been with the lord for almost ten years, and since the year of the Dongqing earthquake, he hadn't enjoyed the annual holiday. Others were reunited with their families, having a New Year's Eve dinner, and a family watching the new year. He could only grab two bites of food in a hurry and continue to work.

Big fuck!

There is no such thing as annual leave!

Han Yu, who didn't know it, was gearing up, and Xie Ze and Qin Gong were also eager to try.

The other princes chose spring and autumn to train their troops, but Jiang Pengji's side was different, most of the training was concentrated in winter and summer.

In winter and summer, there is no rest in the barracks, and military training will enter a high-intensity state.

Xie Ze and Qin Gong, the two newly surrendered generals, can take this opportunity to learn more about the unfamiliar military barracks system, so that they can take charge of the army in the future.

Qin Gong will lead his troops to Zhejiang County after a new year in Maruzhou, where he will be stationed here for a long time to train troops.

According to the current situation, when Jiang Pengji fights Huang Song, she must draw troops from Zhejiang and Hu counties nearby.

Qin Gong had a heavy task to go, so he worked harder and prepared better.

As New Year's Eve approaches day by day, Maruzhou and other places gradually become more festive, and red silk lanterns are hung in front of every house.

The lively atmosphere makes the whole winter warm.

The students of Jinlin Academy were wearing blue and white school uniforms, with bright red warm jackets covering their heads, and their little faces were flushed red by the cold wind.

"Father, why are you here?"

Although she was dressed thickly, Feng Yi, who was slowly growing in stature, already had the charm of a nobleman, and she didn't look bloated or ugly.

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