I'm not an elite villain.

"General Zhou!" Pan Xian'an saluted and said righteously.

“??? What did you call me?” Why did Xiao Ming suddenly call me General Zhou? This couldn’t be some new way of teasing me...

"General Zhou, it's a pity that you, Xiaoming, can shout that out seriously... Hahaha~ I'm dying of laughter╯?╰" Zhou Yuantong burst into laughter.

"???" Not everyone yells like that, I just followed suit. There's a sense of shame in calling someone my brother teacher all of a sudden...

"Let's use the original title... Don't call me General Zhou, it feels awkward." Zhou Liao held his forehead and shook his head helplessly.

"Brother, I want to find something to do. I'm getting moldy from staying in the tent every day! I'm going to grow mushrooms." Pan Xian'an pulled Zhou Liao's sleeve and shook it, complaining.

I didn’t watch it. In Zhou Yuantong’s eyes, he was just acting like a spoiled brat. How could a man of his stature act like this…like a girl…like a girl!!!!!!

Could it be that Xiao Ming is the one below...ah!!! I really thought about it.

Hmm~ My head is itchy as if I am going to grow a brain...

"Xiao Ming, then you should improve your physical fitness. To keep it simple, just run five or six kilometers and join them!" Zhou Liao pointed to a group of soldiers in front and said after thinking.

The reason why I asked Xiao Ming to come to the military camp was simply to train his body... When I am no longer around, Xiao Ming will be able to protect himself well.

"Five or six kilometers...that's a bit too much." Although Pan Xian'an had run before, he had always insisted on long-distance running. In recent years, he seldom went out. Every time he went out, he went between two points: the Imperial College and home.

I don’t know if my body can keep up with the intensity. . . . . .

“Hahaha, how can five or six kilometers be too much? You little pretty boy can’t do it~” The big men laughed when they heard Pan Xian’an’s words. They usually carry a load for fifteen kilometers, but this guy can’t even do five or six kilometers. . . . .

“——Okay.” A man can’t say he can’t do it. . . . . . Pan Xian’an made up his mind, it’s just a mere five or six kilometers, I can do it right away.

Then I followed the team and left...

"Young Master Zhou...are you really okay? No, I mean can you still run now..."

"If you really can't run anymore, just rest under the trees ahead. We can run back together later."

"No need..." Forget about being sneaky. Although he knew they were thinking about me, Pan Xian'an still refused directly.

“I’m so tired…” After running five or six kilometers, Pan Xian’an dragged his exhausted body back to the tent. . . . .

His face was pale and bloodless... He looked as if he had been ruthlessly tortured.

"What did you do just now?" Gu Qingchen asked. He didn't even realize that there was a hint of worry in his words. . . . . .

Looking at his exquisite face and those charming, clear and bright eyes, he looks like a piece of fine porcelain, his lips are rosy and full, and his cheeks are as smooth as jade.

Pan Xian'an unconsciously thought of the scene yesterday - water drops slid down his body, wet hair covered his naked body, looming, his whole body was as pure and beautiful as snow...

The man's eyes were blazing, as if they wanted to burn his clothes to ashes and tear him apart into his stomach.

The tent was filled with the scent of osmanthus and body odor, which aroused people's hearts and made their heartbeats accelerate involuntarily. The atmosphere between the two people was full of ambiguity.

Gu Qingchen reacted and took a few steps back in embarrassment.

But Pan Xian'an didn't go forward. He was sweating all over. If he didn't take a shower immediately, he would stink of sweat...

"I'll go take a shower first..." Pan Xian'an, who was obsessed with mysophobia, couldn't stand the thought of it and ran directly to the spring to take a shower.

"Wait... I'll get some hot water for you to take a bath!"

“No need.” Wash in front of you? Sorry, I can’t find it. Pan Xian’an blushed and ran away. . . . . .

——The general is not a cannibal, so why is Young Master Zhou running so fast?

——That’s other people’s business.

——In my opinion, Mr. Zhou has the intention but not the courage to commit a crime~

——You are a gay person, so you think everyone else is gay...

——That’s right, women are not as soft and fragrant as men! How can you play with men who are hard?

——Brother, have you played it? !

——I tried it with a good friend before and it didn’t work.

——Oh, I feel uncomfortable.

——Playing such a big game.

——Fuck, brother~there’s a story!

——Want to play?

——Are you sick? My mother said she has found a good wife for me.

——Eh~~~

——Just be jealous. . . . .

Her wet hair was scattered on her shoulders, her face was as white as jade, her eyes were like stars, and there was a gleam in her eyes. She smiled with her brows relaxed, like sunshine that went straight into my heart, and her whole body exuded a faint fairy air.

——Young Master Zhou is so handsome. He must be popular among the young ladies in the capital.

——Unlike me, as long as there is a girl who likes me, I will definitely marry her home.

——Hasn’t the girl next door liked you for a long time? Why haven’t I seen you with her? . . . . .

——You are crazy, she can be my mother.

——What big yellow flower? What were you doing behind my back?

——I don’t introduce women to you.

——The woman next door is the old woman who is at the gate of our camp every day.

——Fuck, the taste is so strong. Even Widow Lin is not willing to let it go.

——Are you sick?

Big yellow flower, how can you make up dirty rumors about others? That's too much.

If the generals knew about this, I don’t know how severely they would be punished.

"Oh! :-( "Pan Xian'an returned to the tent with a heavy heart.

"Aren't you curious about whether I have someone I like?"

"You have a lover? But I've never seen him, let alone heard you mention him."

"I like him unilaterally, but he treats me..."

"So you two are not together, right?"

"I still need a chance, don't I?

"But my heart... is already with him..."

"Who is he...can you tell me?" I really want to...know who the person you like is.

"Although I don't know where he is...but I really..." Gu Qingchen said with a sob. He knew that he couldn't let go of that person in his heart, but he was afraid of delaying Pan Xianan.

"Yi Cheng...his name."

Yi Cheng, it turned out to be him, then everything is fine... It was destined by fate, maybe Yi Cheng was the most suitable one for him...

——Sister, who are you, this mysterious person? You are keeping me in suspense...

——It's just a small NPC, why do you care so much?

——I don’t even tell my many fans. I’ll just tell you that his name is Wen Yicheng oh~~

——No...There is only Wen Shaocheng in this book, where does Wen Yicheng come from?

Pan Xian'an looked at his sister in confusion, but his sister just looked at him with a half-smile.