100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Jin Huan followed his gaze and looked over.

But for men, there is no smell of rabbit meat, so she calmly turned her head and continued eating.

Next time you go out, you should ask Huo Jingheng to bring some salt. It tastes bland and feels a little less interesting.

"Uncle." Huo Jingheng stood up.

Wei Zhongqing dismounted and came over.

"Why are you here?"

"I saw smoke from cooking at the bottom of the mountain. I was afraid that the mountain would be flooded, so I came over to take a look."

Huo Jingheng always asked her to wear a veil before, but after her dance at the palace banquet, her reputation had already spread, and it really didn't matter whether she wore it or not.

Wei Zhongqing came over and sat down, picked up a half-cooked rabbit and roasted it.

Huo Jingheng was stunned for a moment. Sima Wei had always been a strict man. Even though he was his nephew, he rarely played with him, let alone sitting together and baking without a shelf like now.

"Happy to meet Da Sima." She said while chewing rabbit meat.

This ceremony was not really solemn, but Wei Zhongqing was not angry. The last time she broke into Huo Jingheng's tent, she didn't even let him sit on the bed, so in comparison, he was flattered this time.

Huo Jingheng smiled: "Huan'er and I can call you Uncle Da Sima."

This means that she has regarded Jinhuan as her own wife.

Wei Zhongqing paused his hand, and his originally expressionless face became even colder and more serious.

"Uncle." She shouted without even a moment's pause.

Wei Zhongqing felt a little unhappy, but he couldn't show it, so he could only respond coldly.

Jin Huan has enough energy now and is not in a hurry to change players, otherwise Wei Zhongqing would also be blue.

"Uncle, you are not young anymore. My nephew will get married before you." Huo Jingheng also joked.

Wei Zhongqing raised his head and glanced at him: "As a man, your first priority is to protect your family and country. The personal affairs of your children can be discussed later."

After hearing this, Jin Huan raised her head and glanced at him. What this man said was really against his will. His energy fluctuated very quickly when he saw him, but he said he had no intention of getting married.

The moment Wei Zhongqing looked at him, his movements became stiff.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly involuntarily, and even the heart began to throb anxiously as if it had been burned by hot oil.

Fortunately, Jin Huan quickly looked away.

She handed the branch to Huo Jingheng: "Alang, I don't like rabbit heads, you eat them."

It's not that Jin Huan doesn't like eating rabbit heads, it's just that the rabbit heads aren't delicious, but she doesn't want to waste them, so she asks her man to eat them.

Huo Jingheng took it and started eating it without any objection.

It is said that a gentleman does not eat food that comes to him, but eating what is left by the one he loves is a very happy thing.

Wei Zhongqing suddenly felt that the rabbit meat in his mouth no longer tasted good...

The men were sitting together, naturally discussing matters such as marching, fighting, and arranging troops. Jin Huan was impatient to listen to this, so he stopped breathing and fluttered butterflies aside.

The mountains are green and the beauty is agile.

The shawl and skirt create beautiful arcs in circles. Her figure is elegant and graceful as she moves around, and her every frown and smile are extremely moving.

Both men were fascinated by it.

"Little butterfly, don't run away, I'm here to catch you~" When she completely restrained her breath, no one could detect her true identity. This little butterfly was uncivilized and probably only thought she was friendly, so he circled around her. dance to tune.

Jinhuan jumped up and caught the butterfly.

She carefully took it and ran towards Huo Jingheng.

"Alang, Alang, look, isn't she beautiful?" She ran too fast in the end and fell into Huo Jingheng's arms. The man caught her steadily, with a doting and gentle attitude.

"Be careful, the butterflies Huan'er catches are beautiful."

Only the person involved appreciates the tenderness that turns from Bai Lian to a finger-twisting tenderness, and it is unknown how the onlookers feel.

Her first little butterfly was given to Huo Jingheng.

The second one.

Wei Zhongqing stared blankly at the girl squatting in front of him. At this moment, she only saw himself in her brown eyes.

"Da Sima, I give you this little butterfly."

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