The petite wife in ancient Alpha

After walking for several miles, the sound of hooves behind him was swift. Ling Zhi opened the side curtain and looked back, only to see a familiar indigo in the wild sand heading straight for the carriage.

Hastily calling the imperial husband to stop, Ling Zhi stuck his head out of the side window again, but in an instant, Zhao Wanli rode over.

"What's the matter?" Ling Zhi asked.

"Huzi's father asked you to go home, saying that you took care of Huzi when he was sick last time." Zhao Wanli tightened the rein, and he couldn't figure out the situation, anyway, the words were basically brought along intact.

Concentrating the sweat on Zhao Wanli's ears and temples, the candles in Ling Zhi's eyes were flickering, and he bent down and got out of the carriage without saying a word.What Tong San said was nothing more than that Tong Hu had committed the madness of biting people, shadows belong to shadows, and he had to go back.

Walking around to Zhao Wanli's side, Ling Zhi pulled down the hem of Zhao Wanli's clothes, "Give me the horse, you take the carriage."

"Are you sure you can ride a horse by yourself?" Zhao Wanli was full of doubts, "A hole in the palm of your hand is not the same as a cut!"

"Don't worry! Isn't my left hand intact?" Ling Zhi jumped anxiously, chasing a personal attack, "Hurry up! Are you affecting your leg so much, okay?"

"I..." Zhao Wanli's chest was blocked by the "donkey's liver and lungs", and his words were unpleasant, "You don't need to swear, if I pick you up on the way back to the city..."

"Bah bah bah, stop cursing me!"

Grinning his teeth, Ling Zhi rolled onto the horse, did not give Zhao Wanli a chance to continue reciting sutras, and shouted "Drive—"

The long wind blows the face, and the breath of spring enters the eyes. The flowers on both sides of the official road turn into flowers again after the wind is smooth, and they are charming and charming.

Since Tong Hu didn't take the initiative to seek reconciliation with him because of an old illness, then he can be forgiven by adults, whoever made him a "prime minister" since he was a child, has a heart full of love, and his heart is wider than Wang Yang.

The iron hoof stepped on three detours, and fine beads of sweat covered his forehead like morning dew. Ling Zhi moved his hand covering the wound tightly, and a bright red peony bloomed in his palm.

He didn't dare to waste his energy by breathing heavily, so he tossed back to Jingshun Lane in a hang-up all the way.

Unable to stop the trembling legs barely touching the ground, Ling Zhi supported the horse's back and waited for the flashing black eyes to recover.

After resting for a while, Ling Zhi licked his dry lips and walked into the yard. He vaguely heard a conversation in the house, but as soon as his hand touched the door frame, it was that unsightly face.

When Wang Lizheng and Tong San talked about taking Tong Hu away, his eyes revealed the official authority, revealing a force to force others to submit.

Tong San is a typical honest person, unable to withstand Wang Li's temptation at all, his expression appeared "the people can't fight against the officials", and he couldn't help but let go.

Seeing this, Ling Zhi stepped over the threshold, and instead of the usual polite words that he opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut, he casually said, "After all, it's the season of recovery of all things. ah?"

After exhaling with a gun and a stick, Ling Zhi felt much more comfortable, and sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning against the bedpost to relax his straight leg muscles.

Ignoring Wang Li's sullen brows, he gave Tong San a weary smile on his pale face, "Uncle Tong, don't worry, I'm here, Brother Huzi will wake up in a while."

"Wake up in a while? It's really shameless." Wang Li's tense mouth curled up sarcastically, "If I hadn't arrived in time, the son would have been gagged by his own father and tied up with hemp rope!"

The alpha who traveled through childhood didn't know how to pass the susceptible period. How can an ordinary person know what a fart?

Wang Li sat down at the end of the bed with a sneer, "The reason why the young master calmed down from the manic state is the result of being comforted by my pheromones, and it has nothing to do with you when you wake up, so stop putting gold on your face."

Seeing Wang Lisao's dirty ass/ass sitting on Tong Hu's bed, Ling Zhi was so angry that his eyeballs fainted, and he licked his teeth and said in disbelief: "Master Wang is used to joking, if your pheromone That's great, brother Huzi has already woken up!"

His left hand groped into the quilt and put it on Tong Hu's wrist. Ling Zhi rolled his eyes, moved his right hand and showed Tong San the wound, "The wound hurts so much, Uncle Tong, please call me a doctor. I promise you, come back to Hu Brother-in-law woke up."

Even though the color of the clothes is dark, it can be seen that the wet part is blood. Tong San usually dare not kill a chicken, and suddenly panicked: "How did you make it..."

"Uncle Tong, go quickly." Ling Zhi snatched the whites with tears in his eyes, and coughed heart-piercingly while propping his hands on the bed board.

Tong San let out an "ah" and ran out of the house in a hurry.

After sending away Tong Hu's father, Ling Zhi untied the obstructive bandage wrapped around his right hand, and slapped Tong Hu's face like a horse with a whip, and roared in a smoky voice: "Tong Hu, you fucking don't wake up again!" I'm going to eat people!"

The viscous blood splashed Tong Hu's face like smashed berries, and even Luo Wei, who was kept aside, was not spared.

Wang Li was shocked out of his body by Ling Zhi's anti-human manipulation——

The exhausted perpetrator tilted his body and plunged his head into Tong Hu's breastbone, but his sleeping brows did not move at all.

With soft fists hanging down on Tong Hu's stomach, Ling Zhi complained cursingly: "You don't care about the bad omega you brought in, your father, and I will look down on you if you call yourself a dutiful son in the future!"

"Damn it! Didn't you say that I'm under your control? Grass is growing on my grave, grass is growing, your mother can't even fart, you can't fart half..."

Unable to lift his arm, Ling Zhi hit it with his head, finally got his teeth, and then smashed it with tears...

Just as the eyelids were closing slowly, a strong fragrance of ripe melon seeds engulfed the room like a tsunami——

There was a loud bang, accompanied by the echo of the copperware falling to the ground, a gap was opened in Ling Zhi's eyelids, and something seemed to be missing in his not wide field of vision, but he was too tired, and he didn't have the energy to go into it...

The warm afternoon light that slanted into the window lattice slightly cast a gloomy shadow on the few petals of peonies scattered on the wooden table, and another seven days passed without knowing it.

Half a month ago, Tong Hu was still imagining that at a certain moment when he turned around, Ling Zhi who woke up secretly would play a prank on him.But at this moment, he needed to concentrate quietly for a long time to confirm that Ling Zhi was still breathing before he dared to let go of that breath.

The budding crane white withered in the bottle, Tong Hu walked back to the bed, took up his no longer fleshy face, and sucked it on his lips.

Stretching out his right hand to touch the quilt, his body was completely dry. Tong Hu happily praised Ling Zhi, "My baby Zhi is so good, he never wets the bed."

While showing his face, Tong Hu took out the chamber pot that was cleaned under the bed, and then blew the urination whistle with ease, and the "little guy" let out the flood obediently as soon as the hiss sounded in ancient and modern times.

Putting on the obscene pants, Tong Hu covered the lifted quilt flat, Ling Zhi breathed slowly and evenly, and seemed to be asleep.

The wound scabbed again under the rest, and he recovered very quickly. The doctor also repeatedly promised that there would be no danger to his life, but Tong Hu was uneasy because he did not wake up for a long time.

Having gone through absurd and nonsensical time travels, Tong Hu was worried that someone else would live in Ling Zhi's body when he woke up. If that was the case, he would rather Ling Zhi never wake up in his life.

Taking off his cloth boots and lying back on the bed, Tong Hu gently hugged his limp body in his arms, rubbing his thin back and buttocks with his palms.

"My baby Zhi is lying down every day, and his ass is so numb that he can't feel it?" Tong Hu rubbed Ling Zhi's lumbar spine, asking for cheap, "Are you looking forward to it all the time? I come back to hug? Will it be uncomfortable to leave me for a while?"

A short "hmm" did not interrupt Tong Hu's massaging hand, because it was too light, like a slight sigh, not as loud as the wind blowing in through the window crack.

Ling Zhi was trapped in a long-lasting dream. In the dream, he was held in the palm of his hand, looked at tenderly, and touched lovingly. In the dream, there were silently falling tears and murmured sobs.

In his dream, he was frequently disturbed by people, and his mouth was full of kisses. He slept in a space full of confetti, without a bed, without a pillow, and not even a quilt... But he was not cold, there was a The big guys are trying their best to warm him up.

Suddenly, his body hurts again, as if he fell from a high place, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was kicked around with a rough foot as if he was a cuju.

It hurts, he hurts, he struggles to stand up, he wants to call for help, but he can't make a sound.

The pain continued to intensify, and the red vortex in front of his eyes engulfed him. In the end, he didn't close his eyes, and he didn't wait for the person he wanted to wait for...

"Baby Squeak—"

"What's wrong with you baby, does it hurt anywhere?"

Tong Hu was terrified by Ling Zhi's sudden convulsions, and shouted loudly: "Dad, Dad, call a doctor over here, the little mouse seems to be waking up."

Holding Ling Zhi's small head in his arms, no matter how hard Tonghu suppressed himself, tears fell like broken beads.

Feeling powerless, Tong Hu let out a mournful cry, "It's not hurting anymore, let me take your place, let me take your place, Ling Zhi! Please!!"

"Brother Huzi, strangle me, strangle me to death." Ling Zhi opened his eyelids, his blurred vision was blurred by a flash of white light, he reached out his hand to touch it, and it felt like strands of hair.

Tong Hu's abrupt white hair was picked up with his fingertips, and he brought it closer to his eyes, Ling Zhi couldn't believe it: "Why are you aging before you get old? Be careful not to marry a wife."

"Marry a wife? I..." Tong Hu was both happy and annoyed, he bit Ling Zhi's lips and gnawed nonsense.

For half a month, he has hidden too many emotions, his heartache, fear, self-blame and loneliness, the worst assumption he made, all of which were shattered by Ling Zhi's heavy fist when he woke up.

He didn't dare to get angry with Ling Zhi anymore, and he made a minor mistake of his own anger, which almost turned into an irreparable big mistake.If you are looking for a matchmaker, you will be looking for a matchmaker. An older woman, a half-mature woman, where can I go?Introduce if you don't feel tired, it's not like he can't get involved.

Ling Zhi struggled a few times at first, but later the pain in his hands or some other feeling that he was ashamed to tell others made him a mesmerized soft-legged shrimp.

A unilateral swollen lip should be enough to prove his innocence, right?In order to make myself look more "forced and helpless", the eyelashes that were about to close several times were controlled by thoughts and stared into the size of a copper bell.

It's just the white hair that can be seen out of the corner of the eye, cutting into the heart like a thin and tough fishing line, crushing the beating thing into minced meat without dying.

Ling Zhi has no doubts that these traces of "dazzling" are related to him, as if he rushed back knowingly that his life would hang by a thread.

Warm tears moistened his lips, making him pouted involuntarily to respond, before the tip of his tongue waited for a formal hookup, the hurried footsteps outside the door, like a waking person's brain collapsing, made him flip over.

Tong Hu also heard the disappointing movement outside the door, touched the tears on his cheeks, stood aside and waited.

The doctor carried a red lacquer medicine box on his back and entered the house under the guidance of Tong San. He came back and forth several times these days, and if Ling Zhi didn't wake up, he almost suspected that there was something wrong with his medical skills.

Taking out the pulse pillow from the medicine box, the doctor pursed his lips covered with blue-gray beards, and said to Ling Zhi, who had his back turned to him: "Captain Ling, don't turn around quickly, how can I get the pulse next time."

Covering the reckless behavior on his lips with the horns, Ling Zhi explained with red ears: "I was having a nightmare just now, not that the wound really hurt. You go back first, and we will pay the consultation fee."

"This……"

The doctor was embarrassed by the salary for his lack of merit, and he was greedy for the copper plate that Tong Hu handed over. He thought for a while and said, "Then I will keep some Codonopsis ginseng, and stew some chicken and duck meat later, so as to replenish Qi and blood."

"Thank you." Tong Hu took the medicine bag, pushed Tong San back and pushed it out, "Father, you can send me the doctor, and buy an old hen, red dates, wolfberries and so on. Don't be in a hurry to come back."

The door latch slammed, and the trembling Ling Zhi was quick to gain an idea, and the "humming" snoring spread out.