Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Wen Zhigu walked over to pick him up, and Xiao Wenjian obediently lay on his mother's neck, yelling "ahhh" with her small mouth, making a soft and childish sound.

"Young madam, young master likes to laugh these days." Ah Qiu couldn't help but said.

"Because I'm happy." Wen Zhigu lowered his head and adjusted Wen Jian's small cuffs, and mentioned something, "I want to take Wen Jian to Beichuan to see."

At that time, she didn't know about Shu Nuan's premature delivery, but she guessed that Shu Nuan would give birth now, so she wanted to accompany her.

Ah Qiu has no objection either, after all, the young lady has recovered quite well in the past two months, and the young master is also very happy to see it.

"I'll go with the young lady," Ah Qiu said.

Wen Zhigu nodded, after all, this time he was going to take Wen Jian with him, and with Aqiu, there would be someone to take care of him on the way.

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Nanrong.

In Beier barracks.

"Good archery!"

A total of three arrows passed through the small holes in the iron wall, passed through the wall precisely, and hit the target.

The soldiers on the shooting range shouted excitedly.

"Brother Cheng, amazing!" Shi Lu gave him a thumbs up.

Sheng Qianmo threw the bow and arrow to him, and said lightly, "It's your turn."

Shi Lu almost couldn't catch it anymore, holding the bow and arrow and shouting: "Brother Sheng, do you have any tricks?"

Sheng Qianmo pointed to his eyes, "Think of yourself as a wolf and concentrate on aiming at your prey."

"that's all?"

"that's all."

It's simple to say, but it's hard to do it. After Shi Lu tried it a few times, all the arrows he shot bounced off the wall.

Shi Lu howled: "Brother Cheng, I can't shoot!"

Sheng Qianmo indifferently said a word from her thin lips: "Practice."

There are only about 500 soldiers in this team, which Beier handed over to Sheng Qianmo. Beier's meaning is also very simple, to give Sheng Qianmo a year to train this pair of troops into elite soldiers.

Sheng Qianmo's idea is simpler, to climb up.

Climb up anyway.

And Wen Youyi was also called by Sheng Qianmo to train in this army. For Wen Youyi, it was much better to be treated like a slave when he trained with Sheng Qianmo.

He himself worked hard enough. For this training shooting, he practiced from morning to night, until night. All the soldiers went to rest, and he was still on the shooting range.

Finally, an arrow was shot through the iron wall. Although the arrow missed the target, Wen Youyi was so excited that he jumped on the spot.

Only then did he put away his bow and arrow, planning to go back to take a shower and rest, but on the way back, he caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye and walked towards the black shadow.

In the dark night, Sheng Qianmo was sitting on the stone platform of the training ground, with one long leg half bent, raising his head from time to time to take a sip of wine, and looking into the distance with a flat face.

Wen Youyi stood behind him, hesitating whether to approach him or not.

"What's the matter?" After a while, it was Sheng Qianmo's voice that came faintly.

Wen Youyi could only walk over, sat down beside him, looked at him, and then at the moon in the sky, "Brother, do you miss your sister-in-law?"

Sheng Qianmo gave a faint "um", then raised his head and took another sip of wine, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he was swallowing his thoughts.

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(Ji Xubai is transforming Beige, and Uncle Sheng is rising. I like them who are working so hard. There are two or three more, written online; later, there will be a small theater benefit for Qixi Festival (small theater including other book cp), if you are interested, you can Add readers first, I will post later (543393604))