100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 120 Drinking Song

Jin Huan followed his gaze.

But men can't compare to the aroma of rabbit meat, so she calmly turned her head and continued eating.

Next time we go out, we should ask Huo Jingheng to bring some salt. Eating like this is bland and it just doesn't feel quite right.

“Uncle.” Huo Jingheng stood up.

Wei Zhongqing dismounted and walked over.

"How did you end up here?"

"I saw smoke coming from the foot of the mountain and was worried about a landslide, so I came to check it out."

Huo Jingheng used to always tell her to wear a veil, but after her dance at the palace banquet, her beauty had already spread far and wide, so whether she covered it or not didn't really make much of a difference.

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

Huo Jingheng was stunned for a moment. Wei Dasima was always a strict person. Even though he was his nephew, he rarely played around with him, let alone sat together like this and grilled things without any airs.

"Jin Huan pays her respects to the Grand Marshal," she said while gnawing on rabbit meat.

The ceremony was hardly dignified, but Wei Zhongqing wasn't angry. Last time he barged into Huo Jingheng's tent, she wouldn't even let him sit on the bed, so compared to that, he was already flattered this time.

Huo Jingheng smiled and said, "Huan'er, just call Grand Marshal Uncle with me."

This means that he has already regarded Jin Huan as his wife.

Wei Zhongqing paused for a moment, her already expressionless face hardening even more. "Uncle," she called out without hesitation.

Wei Zhongqing was somewhat displeased, but he couldn't show it, so he could only respond coldly.

Jin Huan has plenty of energy right now, so there's no rush to replace her. Otherwise, Wei Zhongqing would also be a blue-tier character.

"Uncle, you're not young anymore. I, as your nephew, will get married before you," Huo Jingheng joked.

Wei Zhongqing looked up at him and said, "A real man should prioritize protecting his country and his family. Matters of personal feelings can be discussed later."

Upon hearing this, Jin Huan looked up at him. This man was really lying. His energy fluctuations were very rapid when he saw her, yet he said he had no intention of getting married.

Wei Zhongqing froze the moment Jin Huan looked at him.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly involuntarily, and his heart pounded restlessly as if it had been scalded by hot oil.

Fortunately, Jin Huan quickly looked away.

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

Jin Huan didn't dislike eating rabbit heads; it was just that these rabbit heads weren't tasty. But she didn't want to waste them, so she asked her man to eat them.

Huo Jingheng took it and ate it without any hesitation.

It is said that a gentleman does not eat food offered with contempt, but eating the leftovers of one's beloved is a very happy thing.

Wei Zhongqing suddenly found the rabbit meat in his mouth no longer delicious...

When men sit together, they naturally discuss military campaigns and troop deployments. Jin Huan, impatient with these discussions, quiets down and plays with butterflies to the side.

The mountains are breathtakingly green, and the beautiful woman is captivating.

The shawl and skirt rippled in beautiful arcs, making her figure graceful and elegant as she moved, and every smile and frown was extremely captivating.

Both men were completely mesmerized.

"Little butterfly, don't run away, I'm coming to catch you~" When she completely concealed her aura, no one could detect her true identity. This little butterfly was uncivilized and probably only felt that she was friendly, so it circled around her and danced gracefully.

Jin Huan jumped up and caught the butterfly.

She carefully carried it and ran towards Huo Jingheng.

"My love, my love, look, isn't she beautiful!" But she ran too fast and fell straight into Huo Jingheng's arms. The man caught her steadily, his attitude doting and gentle.

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

The tender feelings that are refined through countless trials can only be appreciated by the person involved; the feelings of onlookers are unknown.

She gave her first little butterfly to Huo Jingheng. The second one...

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

"Grand Marshal, this little butterfly is for you."

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