Dear Commander-in-Chief

The cooking soldiers filled two bowls of soup and handed them to Gongjue and Bailang in turn.

The two big men both drank in one gulp.

"Give me another bowl."

"Damn it, your little elf is good at cooking! I, I, I want it too!"

The two spoke in unison.

The cooking soldiers quickly filled them again.

The two big men slurped up the soup as if they hadn't eaten for a few days just after a defensive battle. Seeing that the soup was boiled, it reached the bottom in a few minutes.

The study room is full of fragrance.

Gong Jue's face looked better.

Bailang burped, chewed the dendrobium grass he brought with him, and looked into the purple casserole curiously: "What kind of ingredients does this little fairy use? Did it add poppy shells? Why is it a bit addictive to drink... "

Bailang scraped the soup at the bottom of the pot twice with a spoon.

Seeing this, he was so frightened that he threw away the spoon!

"No way? This genius doctor has eaten bullwhip soup? Wipe it, no wonder his body is hot. Oh, let me go! I can't eat bullwhip. I, I, I are already strong enough, what's the matter tonight?" I can sleep well..."

Bailang stomped his feet anxiously.

Turning around, he pointed at Gong Jue with a sudden realization: "My lord, I am all troubled by you. You said, your little goblin dislikes your bad behavior in bed, so just make up for you. Why do you want to hurt me? ..."

As soon as Gong Jue heard the word "bullwhip", his face sank.

Then Bailang said "I can't perform well on the bed", his face completely darkened.

The anger soared in an instant!

"If you can't sleep tonight, go sleep in the pigsty!" He threw the soup bowl.

"Pig... pen? You, you, you want me to sleep with a sow... oh?" Bailang went crazy.

However, Gong Jue had already slammed the door and left with long legs.

Gong Jue pushed Gu Qiqi's bedroom angrily all the way: "Stupid woman, do you want to die? Give me a bullwhip, you don't want to sleep tonight, do you?"

When the door opened, the room was quiet.

A scent of medicine, lingering in the room, has an indescribably quiet and pleasant smell.

Gong Jue's anger was suppressed, and he walked to the bed inexplicably.

Take a seat by the window.

When Gu Qiqi sleeps, she likes to lean on one side, her small body curled up slightly, making her feel very insecure.

This is very different from her arrogance and calmness during the day.

He sat on the side where she often slept, and stroked the slightly wrinkled sheets with his big palms.

Although it was blank at the moment, he drew her figure and shape with the palm of his hand as if she was sleeping there.

I don't know when, but he even memorized her height and size by heart!

That day, watching her live exam with Beigong Xiaojiu, when he asked Beigong Xiaojiu to order a batch of dresses for her, he blurted out various sizes, which surprised Beigong Xiaojiu: "Jesus Is my master's power of observation so terrible? Most people know the upper bust, but no one knows the lower bust!"

God knows, he has never observed other women's busts.

She is the first!

only one!

But, he was so kind to order her clothes and choose gifts... She gave him a meal of bullwhip soup in return?

Stupid woman, from the first time we met, she never stopped laughing at him.

He really has a lot of skills, he used to just mutter something to himself, but now he actually laughed at him in the face.

If he doesn't give her some strength, she won't be able to stop her twitching little mouth!

Thinking of Gu Qiqi's small cherry mouth, Gong Jue caressed the big palm on the bed sheet, and the fire gradually burned.

Hot, from the inside out, burst!

Tonight, I can't spare her!

I can't even beg for mercy!