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Chapter 23: This Promise

Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng!               Ye Xiaoxi was still a little uncertain.

He shouted with hope, but there was no reaction inside.

She continued to scream, but there was still no response inside. Just when she thought Zhao Dongqiang lied to her, she heard Yang Junhao's voice.

"Girl?"

Although it was also tentative, Ye Xiaoxi grinned when he heard the sound.

"Big brother, it's me." Ye Xiaoxi responded hurriedly.

With a "bang", the small window of the confinement room opened, revealing Yang Junhao's incredible face.

"It's really you?"

Isn’t the person in front of him the little curly he was thinking about just now?

"Big brother."

The two of them looked at each other foolishly through a small window.

Yang Junhao stared at the little curly hair with deep eyes, and then frowned.

This Zhao Dongqiang is simply unreliable.

If he asked him to give something, how could he bring the person here?

Isn't this a mess?

However, looking at her small curly hair looking at her worriedly with her big eyes, Yang Junhao couldn't even say anything she wanted to scold her.

"Big brother, I'll bring you something delicious." After Ye Xiaoxi said that, he picked up the basket he was holding along the way and smiled at Yang Junhao, "You will definitely like to eat."

In my previous life, my elder brother liked eating these things very much.

However, when Yang Junhao saw what was on the plate, his brows frowned even deeper.

What is this?

"This is sour fruit cake." Ye Xiaoxi smiled and said, "It's just that my tools are not going well, and they look average."

It looks pretty good, but I don't know how it tastes.

However, looking at the little girl's hopeful eyes, Yang Junhao still took a piece of sour fruit cake and took a bite.

Then, all the frowns of Yang Junhao stretched out.

No one knows that he actually loves sweets.

But now in the army, in order to maintain its majesty, I rarely eat it.

But now, when Yang Junhao tasted the sour jujube cake made by Ye Xiaoxi, he felt that what were the desserts he had eaten before?

Compared with this ordinary jujube cake that looks good, it is simply uneatable.

He thought he had eaten a lot of desserts.

But this seemingly ordinary sour jujube cake is the best he has ever eaten.

Looking at Yang Junhao's lazy and satisfied look, Ye Xiaoxi's eyes smiled curled.

When she was making sour jujube cake, she kept thinking about what expression he would look like when he ate it. Now seeing him like it so much, Ye Xiaoxi felt that the happiest thing after she was reborn here is this.

"I'll make more delicious in the future." Ye Xiaoxi said with a smile, "I can make a lot of desserts."

"Did you do these?" Yang Junhao was a little surprised.

"Of course." The little man said proudly with his head raised.

The look of waiting for praise made Yang Junhao stretch out and rub her little curly hair.

At this time, Yang Junhao heard footsteps. His eyes, which were originally smiling gently, instantly became cold. Looking towards the direction of his footsteps, Zhao Dongqiang ran over nervously, "Go away quickly, who will come here later."

Then who?

Ye Xiaoxi didn't know, but Yang Junhao understood.

"Go back, I'll go see you in a few days." He said with a smile at the little curly hair, with a pampering voice that he had never noticed.

"Really? If you don't come, I'll come over." Ye Xiaoxi said proudly and firmly, "I'll go find your leader."

She still didn't believe it. Is there any mistake in saving people?

Zhao Dongqiang could already put an egg in his mouth. Did he have eyes just now?

He actually saw Yang Junhao laughing!

My God, the earth, this ancestor actually laughed!

What a terrible thing this is!

"Why are you still standing there?" Yang Junhao's cold voice sounded.

go!

He just said. How could this big ice sculpture laugh? Still so gentle?

He must have been dazzled just now.

"Don't run around again next time." Then the next moment, Yang Junhao's soft voice sounded again, and he reminded Ye Xiaoxi, "The doctor asked you to rest more and you must be obedient."

Zhao Dongqiang's mouth once became 'o'.

It turns out that he wasn't listening to the auditory hallucination just now?

Ye Xiaoxi turned around three times before turning the corner to a place where no one was around, and a few people came to Yang Junhao.

The visitor opened the door.

Yang Junhao squinted his eyes and looked at the other person.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The leading man seemed to look at Yang Junhao in surprise, and then said with a smile, "What would he think if his father knew that his most proud son was actually locked in confinement?"

Yang Junhao looked at the proud man opposite like an idiot, and glanced at him faintly. His natural domineering and noble instantly made people feel that the man just now looked stingy and childish.

"Zhao Junfeng, you are just that promising." Yang Junhao looked at Fu Junfeng sarcastically, "Are you still wearing open-crotch pants?"

So do something to complain?

'puff……'

A national face next to him laughed unkindly, and then he saw Fu Junfeng staring at him with anger. He was not afraid of him at all, but instead raised his eyebrows and said, "I think what my brother said is right."

"Zhou Hong, you're so fucking clear, who are you from?" Fu Junfeng warned, "Brother? Don't call me so close, you don't have any blood relationship at all."

"Is there anything wrong?" Yang Junhao sat on the bed, leaned against the wall and placed his feet on the bed board to look at several people.

This way, it's not like a person who is in confinement.

Fu Junfeng was almost mad at the piss of anger.

I walked around in place to vent, but found that there was a plate on the table on the window, and there was a little pastry inside.

"I don't even know that your conditions for confinement here are so good." The words were said to a man behind him.

"You don't know more."

Yang Junhao slowly stood up, walked to the window and took the plate on his side, and then he pissed off the sour fruit cake for awesome.

It was obviously just a plate of ordinary pastries, but it made him eat so noble and elegant.

Zhou Hong couldn't help but look at Fu Junfeng beside him. His eyes were already red and staring at Yang Junhao. He looked so embarrassed no matter how he looked at him.

Destiny!

Sometimes it's really weird!

Even if Fu Junfeng learns from Yang Junhao, the things in his bones cannot be changed.

It's just ridiculous,

Fu Junfeng didn't even feel it at all.

In fact, he admired his elder brother even more than Zhou Hong, otherwise he would not have done anything and would have unconsciously imitated him.

Even when it comes to joining the army, he is the same as Zhou Hong.

All those who are rushing for Yang Junhao.

But they are different because Zhou Hong is truly worshipped.
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