The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Although Lei Huo had woken up, he still had a high fever. The doctor tried almost all the herbs available in the mansion, but there was still no sign of the fever going down.

Just as he thought, the old butler said openly and secretly that he was a quack. What's worse, he even regretted choosing such a doctor when he left the Marquis' Mansion.

The old doctor has been so depressed these days that he can only study the medical books he brought with him even harder.

On the other hand, the personal guards were not too worried. After all, the experts said that their general just needed to recuperate, so he would surely be able to do so.

The only thing they were worried about was that the general would lie in bed for too long and his martial arts skills would decline, so the guards decided that they had to practice harder to protect their general.

They practice boxing happily every day, rubbing their fists and rubbing their hands together without any slacking off. As a result, the people on duty take turns too frequently.

Almost last hour it was Lei Wu to Lei Ba, but when Lei Huo called for people, the one who came in might have been Lei Twelve.

Lei Huo was helpless about the fact that some of his personal guards had no rules.

It would be strange if the guards of a master who had no organization or records, who was never willing to be strict with himself and who did not make any demands on his subordinates, remained lax.

However, Lei Huo did not plan to set new rules for his personal guards. It's good like this now. Everyone looks much friendlier, and they are more like the soldiers that Bai Hao could lead.

Lei Huo was feeling a little out of sorts. At night he would always dream about the time when Bai Hao was here. He was like a bystander watching the blurry-faced man.

Lei Huo was really troubled by his actions and words. How could such a good man be so unstable?

If this was his own younger brother or junior, he really wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson and would only be satisfied if he beat him in a proper manner.

After all, when he goes out, he is not only embarrassing himself, but also the entire marquisate, and also the face of his respected Marquis Lei Huo.

But for Bai Hao, from the very beginning, he chose to indulge this man's behavior. Sometimes, he was even a little envious. The so-called steadiness and maturity in the eyes of others was nothing more than suppressing one's temperament for the honor of the family.

When I was a child, I was a qualified prince in the eyes of others. When I grew up, I was an invincible general in the eyes of others who was willing to sacrifice his life for his country and Daxia.

But is all this what his heart desires, or is it a responsibility he is born to bear?

Lei Huo felt that the only purpose he was born to do was to bring honor to his family. If he did not become a general, the only path he could choose would probably be to enter the court and compete with those civil servants in wisdom and courage.

But he had always disliked the intrigues among the people in Kyoto, and would rather stay in the bitter and cold border area, where he was happy and relaxed.

But the border is full of sand and wind, it doesn't have the prosperity of Kyoto, nor the tranquility of Anning Village, and it is facing the danger of war at any time. If Bai Hao were still there, I'm afraid he would not be willing to go to such a barren land.

So, he spared no effort to find that person. What would happen if he found that person? What would happen if he couldn't find that person?

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Chu Xiao didn't care at all about what Lei Huo was thinking. He had been lending his mental power to the tough guy for three days in a row. It was really infuriating that this kid, who was obviously a nice guy, had power.

Chu Xiao was cooking mushroom soup in the kitchen. It smelled especially delicious with a little bit of meat in it. Even the wolf cub, who was supposed to go to the new house to accompany Xiao Yuer to learn to walk, skipped work today and was waiting at the kitchen door.

Chu Xiao added some more firewood to the stove. As soon as he straightened up, he heard the hunting dogs in the yard barking non-stop.

Chu Xiao raised his eyes and looked outside, and saw Yan Zhenshen walking out of the house. He was wearing the same long gown that the tough guy had worn before.

How to put it, the macho man is dressed like a nobleman, but this outfit looks a bit out of place with Yan Zhenshen's figure and face.

Especially since the size difference between the tough guy and his brother Shen is quite big, it would look really awkward to force it in.

Chu Xiao couldn't help but cover his eyes after taking a few glances. He couldn't look at him, he couldn't look at him. He really couldn't look at Yan Zhenshen, who was pretending to be suave and making eyes at him.

If he really remembered Brother Shen's appearance, he would probably never be able to get up again.

Oh, no, he couldn't get hard in the first place.

Wait, wait, what is he thinking about? It's obviously that macho guy who's causing trouble again.

Just after he recovered a little energy yesterday, he insisted on comparing himself with his brother Shen. Yan Zhenshen ignored him, but today he became like Brother Shen.

Why did he become Brother Shen? It’s really scary when you think about it.

Chu Xiao suddenly took his hand and asked in disbelief: "Did you see it?"

"Nothing special." The macho man shook his head casually, "I thought I was that big, but it makes me feel inferior. It turns out that I am only this big."

The macho man indicated a distance between his index finger and thumb, which showed the state of his brother Shen's little brother when he was in low spirits.

But is this the point? The point is that the tough guy actually...

Chu Xiao was really unwilling this time: "You actually measured it?"

"It's just a casual gesture." The tough guy seemed to sense Chu Xiao's emotions and quickly took a step back: "Hey, hey, hey, why are you so angry? Although I saw it, I was looking at myself, not your real man."

"It's fake, all fake." The macho man became anxious when he saw Chu Xiao raising his hand. All Chu Xiao's mental power was to be used to restore his energy, so how could he waste it to chop him.

"Although I can change my body shape at will, I can only imitate one form, not the details. So what I said just now was nonsense. I was just teasing you on purpose. I am definitely different from your man. If you don't believe me, I will take it off for you to see."

As the hunk was about to take off his clothes, Chu Xiao quickly stopped him: "Stop it, I don't want to see it."

He really didn't want to watch it, and even wanted to send down a few thunderbolts to chop this guy who came to irritate his eyes into charcoal because Yan Zhenshen said that he was smaller than his Xiaoyuer and insisted on competing with him.

He really didn't want to see Brother Shen like this, even though he knew it was fake.

That's his brother Shen, how could he be imitated by others at will? It's more painful than seeing the macho man become himself.

But even though his hands were raised, the thunder did not strike.

This is his old house. He has hunting dogs in the front yard and chickens and ducks in the back yard. What if a lightning strikes and hurts innocent people? Even if the small animals are not hurt, if the yard is damaged, he will have to clean it up himself.

He didn't want to destroy his house again like what happened in the mountains.

He looked down at the hounds and wolf cubs who were still on high alert, hunching their backs ready to attack at any time.

Chu Xiao curled his lips and smiled: "Wolf cub, Treading Snow, Da Huang, Da Hei, bite him."

The wolf cub actually paused for a moment after receiving the order. What did his owner, who had been stopping him from biting people, just say?

Seeing that Taxue was about to pounce on him, the wolf cub became instantly excited. It’s coming, it’s coming, how could he miss the opportunity to hunt.