The petite wife in ancient Alpha

Suddenly seeing thick smoke rising from the other side of the mountain, Ling Zhi thought for a while with his toes. It should be Shi Yuan who fled in the chaos and burned the flower field.

In fact, burning or keeping is not important at all. How can the adults in the red wall lightly spare the trash who has done nothing but failed to reveal it?

Even in the six-door dungeon, it is a hundred times more comfortable than the private prison of the big man.

Of course, the little catcher who disrupted the situation will not have any good fruit in the future, Ling Zhi thought so, and then he was afraid that he would get drunk, and his eyes darkened and passed out.

When Zhao Wanli arrived at Ningping Village, he saw Ling Zhi and Tong Hu sitting under the banyan tree covered in blood, their noses were so sore that they couldn't open their eyes, and they burst into tears. mourning.

"Why are you so disobedient, kid! I told you to bring your brother back, and he rushed back without even touching the bench. How are you..."

Two big tears fell, and Zhao Wanli knelt on the ground with a bang, his big rough hands were about to pick up his little face like a bloody gourd, and a chill fell on his neck.

Zhao Wanli's heartbeat suddenly emptied for a few beats, and he squinted his eyes without daring to breathe, but seeing Tong Hu's red face holding the knife in his backhand like a rakshasa, the blade was only a fingernail away from his neck.

Seeing the person coming, the sleepy Tong Hu put away the knife, moved his sore and stiff neck, and said, "Catcher Zhao came back by himself?"

Zhao Wanli was terrified by Tong Hu's backhand knife. After a moment of silence, Wang Li led Jin Yiwei and a team of Six Doors into the village. At this time, it didn't matter whether Zhao Wanli answered or not.

Not knowing whether he was awakened by the shock of the horse's hoof or by the words, Ling Zhi got up and kicked his legs impatiently.

It was okay not to kick, but one kick happened to land on Zhao Wanli's kneeling knee, and Zhao Wanli was so frightened by Ling Zhi who suddenly "deceived the corpse", that he fell on his back and squatted.

Under conditioned reflex, Ling Zhi jumped into Tong Hu's arms like a frightened gecko burrowing into a crack in the wall. Immediately after Tong Hu's ear, Ling Zhi gasped. Coincidentally, the cub sat down in relief, and sat firmly in the position that made his heart palpitate.

A momentary chain reaction made the scene chaotic, the three people were evenly matched, only Tong Hu was "shocked" with joy, and the other two had already displayed the word "scare" vividly.

Seeing Ling Zhi sitting on Tong Hu's lap, Wang Li on horseback unconsciously twisted his brows into thick hemp ropes, "Can you take a step to speak, my lord?"

The Fushi of Jinyiwei Town is honored as the son, and there is no one but Tong Hu who dared to agree. Just as he was about to explain the situation in Ningping Village to Wang Li, Tong Hu gently removed the baby dog ​​skin plaster, got up and walked towards the majestic omega on horseback.

Seeing Tong Hu approaching, Wang Li got off the horse without saying a word, and took a look at Tong Hu's ragged clothes. Combined with the sensitivity of his movements, he probably guessed what kind of special ability the second-level alpha possessed.

It's just that what he cares most about right now is not this.

There were a lot of people present, so Wang Li could only sneak up on his urgent matter, "My lord, I will be in the rainy season in three or four days, can you still count on what you promised?"

Tong Hu never liked to get close to people, so he responded with a "hmm" when he took a step back.

The appeasement pheromone was agreed in the teahouse. Tong Hu is definitely not a renegades, but Ling Zhi was seriously injured under his protection. If he eats something good, the wound will heal faster.

"Come to my house to find me someday." Tong Hu made a simple preparation, and then pursued cheekily: "By the way, Mr. Wang, last time I ordered dim sum from the teahouse..."

"You like it? I'll bring it to you." Wang Li's pupils cut water, his iron face was stained with spring, and even the corners of his mouth were reserved with joy and shame. "The white chicken in Sheng'an Teahouse is also a must. Do you want to try it?"

His mind was all on making up for Ling Zhi, so Tong Hu never noticed the spring water in Wang Li's eyes, and said, "I don't eat chicken heads and chicken skins."

This was actually said on behalf of Ling Zhi, because they grew up together, Ling Zhi is a bit picky eater, Tong Humen is clear, why eat noodles but not rice, eat meat but not skin, drink sweet wine, and the fruit likes sour , let the ears cool down, eat raw with vinegar, thin oil and salt, etc.

As for not eating the head meat of animals, it is Tong Hu's own habit, which is related to his memory of sending away the hamster with his own hands.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will personally instruct the cook to remove the head and skin." For the first time, Wang Li had been gossiping with Tong Hu for so long. , you must not be polite, I know all the restaurants in Shengdu City, their houses and their signs."

"Cough-cough-"

Looking at Tong Hu's sticky eyes in disgust, Ling Zhi made a "get back to me", frowning tremblingly, clutching his stomach roughly wrapped in a sweat towel, as if he needed someone to accompany him in childbirth look like.

Ling Zhi is stingy by nature, but everything he owns will be firmly held in his hands. This Wang Li is clearly trying to pry his umbrella. If he is willing, the weasel can be a stepfather to the egg.

Zhao Wanli's IQ is not good, and his EQ is number one in the world. He said in a painful voice, "The wound hurts? Brother hug you!"

After Zhao Wanli made a gesture and got up, as expected, a gust of swift "wind" preempted him.

Tong Huning looked at Ling Zhi's puckered mouth, scratching his heart and wanting to take a sip. With his small arms on his shoulders, he whispered, "Are you jealous?"

"Breakfast is useless, how can I be so salty!" Staring at Tong Hu's sideways face, Ling Zhi moved his lips back.

Tong Hu could hear Ling Zhi's homophonic stalk, put his arm into Ling Zhi's back knee, hugged him up, and said deliberately: "It's not salty, it's sour enough."

"Fart!" Tong Hu's big white eyes rolled into the air, and Ling Zhi yelled, "I think you want to go to the six-door dungeon to drink porridge and eat pickles!"

Looking at the back of Gao Chang, who was walking towards the carriage with Ling Zhi in his arms, Zhao Wanli bared his big white teeth, and he was very proud. No one would want to break up his young couple in front of him.

Zhao Wanli shook his head and followed the carriage with exhilarating steps, completely unaware of how "cannibal" Wang Li's face was at the moment!

The bumpy journey home was weakened by the soft seat in the carriage, Ling Zhi didn't sleep much for two nights, his head was as heavy as a watermelon, and it grew on Tong Hu's thigh.

The wheels rolled over the yellow sand and crushed gravel, and after another hour, they arrived at the city gate of Chengdu, which was paved with blue bricks.

The school captain of Chengmen trotted forward to salute, and personally signaled to let him go. Zhao Wanli couldn't help saying bitterly, Wang Li deserves to be a senior official of the third grade, and the horses in the family have more face than people.

Worried that the little married couple covered in blood would scare the elders in the family, Zhao Wanli drove the carriage directly to the sixth gate.

The horse's hooves stabilized in place, and the wheels creaked.

Zhao Wanli turned around and opened the curtain, and saw that Ling Zhi was sleeping soundly lying on his side with his head buried in Tong Hu's waist, and Tong Hu was protecting Ling Zhi with one hand, leaning against the window and feigning sleep.

Some habits are like using chopsticks with the right hand since childhood, and it becomes instinct after a long time.

The wind that poured into the car through the gaps in the curtains made the weak bones of his body tremble, and when he woke up, his whole body hurt as if his bones were falling apart, and the abdominal injury and the hole in his palm were even more painful.

Facing Tong Hu's abdomen, Ling Zhi didn't see Zhao Wanli behind him at all, his shallowly closed eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyeballs covered with red nets, and said in a jerky manner, "Brother Huzi, my feet are numb. .”

Curling his legs all the way, Ling Zhi's feet seemed to be pressed against the needle board, not to mention the pain, and he couldn't move without help.

Tong Hu had already woken up from Ling Zhi's jerk, holding Ling Zhi's big arm with both hands to help him up, Tong Hu squeezed the needle-pricked soles of his feet twice, and put on the cloth boots on the side of the seat.

"Is it lively, Catcher Zhao?" Tong Hu raised his eyelids and looked at the foolish Zhao Wanli as he beat Ling Zhi's calf with an empty fist to invigorate the blood.

"No, isn't it here?" Zhao Wanli heard something in the words, and put down the curtain with a playful smile, "Well, get out of the carriage and go to the sixth door to wash your face, and I will take you back later."

Although Tong Hu is not a frequent visitor to Six Doors, in the police circle of Six Doors, he is more famous than Lord Shang Shu, and his brothers are counted one by one, and their ears are all calloused by Ling Zhiba.

In addition, the bloodstains on the two people's bodies were too conspicuous, and it took a lot of time to get in and out of the caring and greetings, so that after more than half an hour, the carriage arrived at Jingshun Lane where Tong Hu and Ling Zhi lived.

It is wrong to call Jingshun Lane a slum, but the people living in it are all dutiful civilians. Just looking at the width of the alley, and the mahogany carved carriage with two horses driving side by side, it is almost impossible to get out. Zhao Wanli can only Shout "Woo" at the alley.

In this kind of civilian residence, it is rare to see such an expensive carriage, and anyone passing by will take a second look.

Ling Du went out to do carpentry work, and She Rou, who was alone, was holding a small bag of hawthorn candy balls, sitting at the entrance of the alley chatting with the neighbors, and she didn't dare to say hello until Zhao Wanli came to her in a carriage.

"Brother Zhao, is this developed?" Shui Yang's eyes burst into light, and She Rou stood up while passing the words, clearly not showing her pregnancy, but she was also supporting her waist in a pregnant posture.

When Ling Du was still on duty at Six Doors, Zhao Wanli came to the house for a drink. Ling Zhi worked even more after entering Six Doors, so She Rou couldn't get along with Zhao Wanli.

In fact, Zhao Wanli called Brother Ling Du, and Ling Zhi was ten years older than Ling Zhi. Ling Zhi should be called Zhao Wanli Uncle Zhao.It's just that Zhao Wanli didn't like to hear that, so he avoided calling him a junior and kept calling Lao Zhao.

When Zhao Wanli saw She Rou, he called out politely as little sister-in-law, then put the horse stool by the side of the car, and reached out to help Ling Zhi, who had opened the curtain, get off the horse.

She Rou didn't get Ling Zhi's work and food credit this month, and was just about to tell Ling Zhi to buy a piece of lean meat when she came back, and she caught a glimpse of Tong Hu following him from the corner of her eye, swallowing the words together with the unfinished hawthorn balls in her mouth went back.

Because of his standpoint, Tong Hu seldom talks to She Rou, and in Tong Hu's eyes, She Rou is a squint-eyed Bodhisattva with deep thoughts that are disgusting.

"Zhizhi is back." She Rou stepped forward slowly, and said nervously with a loving mother's face: "Why is this hand still injured?"

She Rou's concerned hands were at the same speed as her speech, but Ling Zhi avoided her without a trace, and She Rou was not embarrassed, so she conveniently stuffed the hawthorn candy ball to Ling Zhi.

It's just that the sugar ball was robbed by Tong Hu this time, "Eat more when you are pregnant, if you want to eat it, you can buy it outside the alley."

As soon as Tong Hu said this, the corners of Ling Zhifang's mouth curled up, "Thank you Erniang, this little injury is not a problem, you don't have to tell Dad."

Changing out of the bloody clothes at Six Doors, She Rou couldn't see anything except the bandages on his hands. As long as she stayed at Tong Hu's house for ten days and a half months, she would go home after she could move freely.

Ling Zhi leaned forward, walked with Tong Hu for more than ten steps, and then whispered: "Who told you that I don't want to eat?"

"Oh, then I'll go get it back for you." Tong Hu pretended to turn around to tease Ling Zhi, but the corner of his clothes was caught by the "left-handed man".

"I don't eat leftovers." Ling Zhi lowered his head, his rare chin squeezed out.

"Success, buy it with your own money, half a bag of candy balls isn't much for running errands, right?"

"Are you still human?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Don't eat, get out!"