"I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you strangely. I can't help being naughty."

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and smiled. She lifted her hand to untie the rope that bound Lv Zheng and threw it aside.

After hearing this, Lv Zheng trembled and his eyebrows shook. The expression of the whole face seemed to linger on the edge of patience and collapse.

His body leaned back to avoid her approach.

His hands were free. He couldn't help rubbing his sore wrist, and his tone was a little uncomfortable.

"Liu Lanting, do you still think you are a teenager of twelve or thirteen?"

This is the military camp, not the Qin Lou Chu hall where she drinks and listens to music. She can't help being so reckless.

"If I go to the crowd for a walk, it's an exaggeration to say I'm twelve or three, but fifteen or sixteen is still no problem." Jiang Pengji laughed and joked, "If I remember correctly, your age is almost the same as Zixiao's, but you look much older than Zixiao's. If you increase your age to ten, people will believe it. An Ying is a restless master. Have you cleaned up his mess these years? You get up earlier than a chicken, sleep later than a dog, and do more than a cow. You really deserve that sentence - sleeping all day and night, there is a future..."

Lv Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Pengji. In a trance, there was an illusion of time and space confusion. The man standing in front of Lv Zheng was still the noble boy in royal clothes. It seems that the person in front of her has been staying in that year, during which more than ten years have not left traces on her.

"Hum, your mouth is still so reasonable and unforgiving. You are used to making trouble."

It's called naive, lovely, innocent and moving.

More than ten years later, she's still so old... He's not Wei Zixiao. Is he still used to her?

"I call it arguing, putting facts and reasoning. When did I 'mess around'?" Jiang Pengji reached out to him and said, "my camp is really clean, but the mud is dirty. When are you going to sit on the ground? I'm not afraid of the cold."

Lv Zheng looked at her hand and tried to restrain the impulse to clap her hand away.

"At least he is also a scholar. The teacher has taught you for three years. He doesn't let you talk about it every day."

Jiang Pengji couldn't help laughing.

"I thought you would say, 'at least it's a daughter's house, don't be vulgar'."

Even now, some people still like to make articles with her gender. Even if it's not intentional, the subconscious will still pull out the gender. Jiang Pengji doesn't mind, because they are all outsiders, or outsiders she doesn't look at at at all.

If Lu Zheng did the same, she would be very disappointed.

Lv Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Pengji's face. The other party was wearing a stone blue round neck short robe today. It was still a smart dress. With that heroic and elegant face, affectionate eyes and smiling lips... At first glance, it looked more like a romantic scholar youth. On her, there is no familiar "female label", such as "delicate and lovely", "dignified and generous"

But it is undeniable that she is indeed a woman, which explains another rare beauty of women.

"I don't know what I look like?"

Lv Zheng appreciated it in his heart, but he was unwilling to spare it in his mouth.

He took Jiang Pengji's hand and stood up along the strength of the other party.

Because Lu Zheng was still ill, he suddenly stood up, dizzy for two seconds, and almost fell forward.

Jiang Pengji gave her a hand. Lv Zheng looked at her face and muttered.

When he didn't recognize his gender, he didn't look at it with the people around him. It was clear that this man was too cheating.

"Ann hasn't given you meat for half a year?"

When they shook hands, she found that Lv Zheng was thinner than she had visually observed, and there was almost no meat in her palm.

Zixiao is also thin, but he can pinch some meat, but Lv Zheng is a bone.

More than half a year ago, Jiang Pengji sent her party to lobby Lv Zheng.

Fang Zhi returned from a defeat, but it also brought a lot of news to Jiang Pengji.

According to Fang Zhi's description, Lv Zheng was refrigerated by an Ying, but his situation was not very bad. He ate well, drank well, slept well and gained weight for several circles.

Now look, where is fat.

If there is a typhoon outside, she can tie a rope around Lv Zheng's neck and put him in the sky to fly a kite.

"Don't mention meat, nausea."

Even if those porridge didn't swallow into his stomach, but he tasted it. Every time he thought about it, he turned his stomach.

When the brief dizziness passed, Lv Zheng stood straight, released her hand and observed in the dark.

Just like Jiang Pengji's narcissism, she hasn't changed much over the years.

Previously, Lv Zheng refused Fang Zhi's lobbying. Lv Zheng didn't agree to solicit, but he also took this opportunity to catch up with his classmates.

The two middle-aged men, who have been running for three years, gathered together to talk at night and recall the past. While sighing with emotion, they also talked about the situation of "Langya F5 day group". From youth to youth to middle age, everyone became beyond recognition except Jiang Pengji.

The shy and proud Fang Zhi was honed into a steady and dignified country man by reality. The blood rolling in his chest in his youth was lost to reality; Addicted to two-dimensional pieces of paper, fond of all kinds of fire avoidance maps, and a little counselled, Jiang finally became a deep, introverted and reliable aristocratic patriarch. In those years, he clamored that he would not give in to the family, and he followed his parents; Ma Xiu, a rich man with a good land and no worries about food and drink, was affected by the war. The good land was occupied and plundered by the rising bandits. In order to avoid disaster, his family had to go north. There has been no news for many years... Of course, the three of them have not changed much. Among the five, Jiang Pengji and Lv Zheng have changed the most.

Jiang Pengji, the most wanton and mischievous, has become a vassal in the world,

There was some indignant youth potential in her bones. Lv Zheng, who wore colored glasses to the gentry, became Jiang Pengji's counselor to Jia An.

Now, he has become a prisoner of Jiang Pengji.

Life is really interesting. No one knows what his future will look like until the last moment.

"Well, well, if you don't mention it, don't mention it."

Jiang Pengji's observation ability is not to look at it. Seeing Lv Zheng's reaction, she knows that there is a secret inside. Naturally, she will not continue to stimulate.

Proper skin is called skin, and excessive skin is revenge.

"Look at your haggard appearance. You'd better stay in the barracks until the war is over. Take care of yourself. Maybe I'll let you see the old lord for the last time." Jiang Pengji said, suddenly remembering something, "by the way, I have something to tell you."

Lv Zheng knew Jiang Pengji's arrangement well and was not surprised.

It was what she said that made Lv Zheng a little flustered for no reason.

"What's up?"

Jiang Pengji said, "I asked your adopted daughter for something."

Lv Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "what is it?"

Jiang Pengji said, "your reading notes."

"What's the use of that thing?"

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "it's natural to write a funeral letter to send your old owner to heaven."