Lin Qiao was just about to say something, but a voice interjected, "General Song, Mrs. Song." ”

The person who came was Gao Qiang, and next to him was Zhou Fuan.

Lin Qiao responded politely.

"Mrs. Song, why are you wearing such thick clothes, the camp is like a stove at night, and it's hot to death." Zhou Fuan boldly looked at her a few more times, and was a little puzzled when he saw that she was wearing thick cloth clothes.

As soon as he heard this, Lin Qiao turned his head to look at Song Tingfan, his eyes dodged, and suddenly there was something he couldn't understand?

She couldn't cry or laugh, and she actually let the villain fool.

Gao Qiang saw the death stare of the partial general, he knew that Zhou Fu'an had planted, and he was a little gloating in his heart, he was not afraid of a big thing and added, "You know a hammer, do you think Mrs. Song is as thick-skinned as you?" ”

"Phew." Zhou Fuan glared at him.

Song Tingfan lifted his toes twice in displeasure, "Clean up the shooting range tomorrow morning." After speaking, he took Lin Qiao away.

I didn't expect to see myself when I saw the excitement, Gao Qiang: "......"

"What's wrong with us? I don't know how his daughter-in-law can stand him? Zhou Fuan coaxed, only to say a few words behind his back.

"I don't think it's the one who is talking about God, it's your melon criticism, and your brain was eaten by a dog." Gao Qiang glared at him angrily.

"Gao Qiang! Do you want to die! Come on, let's go head-to-head. ”

"Heads-up? Unless you give my sister to me as a daughter-in-law. ”

"I'm shameless, old, ugly and can't do anything, and you love to drink flower wine, if I like you, it's really my eyes eaten by dogs."

"Okay, you Zhou Fuan, I didn't dislike your sister for being ugly, you still think I'm ugly?"

"Your sister is ugly, and your whole family is ugly."

"Hey! I'm telling the truth, you're so ugly, your sister can still see where she goes, she must be a tiger like you. ”

"If you retreat every day, does Gao Qiang want to fight? Let's go heads-up! ”

……

Lin Qiao heard the quarrel between the two word for word, the corners of her mouth twitched, and at this time, a voice sounded in her ears, "Don't listen, they have a problem with their brains." ”

Lin Qiao laughed, "I thought you were very serious on weekdays. ”

Seeing her smile, the corners of Song Tingfan's lips rose a little, "It's not so serious, except for training, it's more relaxed......"

Seeing that she liked to listen, he deliberately spoke more.

The camp was already roasting sheep, not only Song Tingfan brought his family, but also many people, one in the east and one in the west, looking at the past were all people.

Song Tingfan found the nearest roast sheep heap, then took off his coat and spread it on the ground, stretched out his hand to pull Lin Qiao to sit down, "Sit down." ”

For a while, many pairs of eyes stared at this side, as if they were looking at something strange.

She didn't know if Song Tingfan was so empathetic in addition to being serious or serious in the barracks?

Zhou Fuan, who was a few steps behind them, sighed twice, "My daughter-in-law is not the same if she looks good, she has to lay clothes when she sits on the grass." ”

"You're thick and not afraid of thorns." Gao Qiang choked him.

Zhou Fu'an: "......"

When eating roast whole sheep, Qin Dewen came to visit, but left without saying anything.

Probably because they were afraid that they would be restrained.

Lin Qiao was relieved, Song Tingfan didn't have much contact with Qin Dewen.

When I got home, it was already late at night, and Lin Qiao yawned several times on the road, and came to the bed sleepy.

Suddenly, a hot wall stuck to her back, she cleared up a little, and tried to move in a little, but he fished her back into his arms with a big hand, "The wall is dirty." ”

Lin Qiao suspected that he was doing it on purpose, she had already felt the hardness.

She wanted to cry without tears, and she didn't dare to move.

However, Song Tingfan didn't do anything else, just hugged her, and the two fell asleep after a while.

In the next few days, Lin Qiao ran to the city every day and instructed the workers to help change the shop.

She was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, and so did Song Tingfan, who could only sleep for an hour or two when she went home.

On this day, after Song Tingfan returned from the chrysanthemum reward, Qin Dewen asked him to rest for two days and come back.

When he returned to the house, Lin Qiao hadn't come back yet, he was sweating all over, he took his clothes and went to the thatched house to wash, he subconsciously glanced at the innermost, there was no menstrual note.

He didn't know what to think, his throat rolled a few times, and then he took off his clothes neatly, lifted the bucket and poured it down on his body, the cold temperature did not subside his heat at all, but became more and more unbearable.

Finally, he snorted.

After bathing, Song Tingfan went back to the house to change the clean sheets, and then replaced the teapot in the house with clean water.

Suddenly thinking of something, he hesitated for a moment and then took out the yellowed paper book from the cabinet, and turned the first page to two overlapping villains.

The more I looked at it, the more I blushed, but I remembered it very seriously.

He heard that it hurts to have sex with him, so he tried his best to make her hurt.

Thanks to Lin Qiao's lack of clairvoyance, if he knew what he was looking at at home, he would be afraid that he would not be in the mood to bargain in the vegetable market.

It was already past dusk when she got home, and the meal was almost ready, and she looked at the man around her waist, "Things are done?" ”

"Well, it's over." Song Tingfan glanced at her and quickly took it back.

Lin Qiao was a little inexplicable about the inexplicable move, but she didn't think much about it, and after nodding, she helped serve the meal together.

Song Tingfan scooped a big bowl of rice for her, "Eat more." ”

Eat more energy.

"Okay." Lin Qiao has given up bargaining with him, and it won't change in the future anyway.

When eating, he picked up vegetables more often than usual, Lin Qiao looked at the same meal as a mountain, and couldn't help but say, "I can't finish eating, don't clip it." ”

Before Song Tingfan could speak, Song Qin answered with a smile, "Eat more, eat fatter." ”

Lin Qiao couldn't cry or laugh, blinked his eyes and teased: "Cheng, then I will eat a big fat pig." ”

"You kid is talking nonsense, don't talk nonsense." Song Qin's laughter wrinkled.

The meal was very lively for a while, and after eating, Song Qin and Mrs. Fan didn't want them to wash the dishes, and told them to go into the house to "sleep".

Lin Qiao had no choice but to go back to the room to keep this account, the wood was three, two, four, the worker's wages were two, two, three, and he bought tea......

Before she finished writing, the brush was taken away, she was stunned for a moment and then turned her head, and she had a bad premonition when she met the man's deep and hot eyes.

The villain couldn't help it.

She swallowed nervously, and then shifted her attention, "Tingfan, my hand hurts, you come and help me keep the account." ”

"I'll remember it tomorrow morning."

Song Tingfan put the brush on the table, looked at her again, and asked seriously, "Is the moon over?" ”

It's definitely over after so many days, but Lin Qiao told a little lie, "Ahem, not yet." ”

Song Tingfan pursed his lips, bent down to pick her up, and asked in a low voice, "The moon has been so long?" ”

"I'm not normal." Lin Qiao was placed on the bed, and watching him undress, she chuckled in her heart.

I feel like I can't run away now.

Song Tingfan didn't take her words, took off his coat and went to bed, and said word by word: "I'll take a look." ”