The Tang Family’s Seven Os

Tang Wuyuan looked at Song Xiaobai and sneered: "The Silver Tiger troops are obviously worried that our troops will not participate in the games they hold, so they want to come here and force us to participate."

Song Xiaobai folded his hands in front of him, raised his eyes slightly, looked at him and said, "No matter what the reason is for them to do this, since the team leader of the Silver Tiger has come to us in person, and has already talked to the marshal We have reported, so we can only try our best to cooperate.”

He consciously knew that Song Xiaobai was his Alpha, so when Song Xiaobai was angry, he would instinctively want to obey Song Xiaobai.

Tang Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, he gritted his teeth and resisted the instinct in his body.

"If they just want us to cooperate, they won't cut it first and then play it, and tell us after telling the marshal!"

Tang Wuyuan couldn't help roaring at the end. It's not that the venue of the Golden Eagle Force can't be lent to the Silver Tiger Force, but the attitude of the Silver Tiger made him feel unhappy. After setting a precedent, other troops will follow the example of the Silver Tiger troops in the future, and use this method to force them to cooperate. Wouldn't it be endless trouble? Therefore, he must not allow this kind of thing to happen, and this precedent cannot be set.

Because he was too excited, his pheromone radiated slightly. In the past, because of the blocking of barrier stickers, this would not happen. Now everyone knows that he is Omega, and he has been marked It's over, so don't hide it deliberately, he didn't put up a barrier sticker.

Also much stronger than others.

Song Xiaobai's complexion changed immediately, he glanced at Tang Wuyuan silently, and then said solemnly: "The meeting is over!"

He stood up, walked over to hold Tang Wuyuan's hand in the eyes of everyone, and left the conference room directly.

Everyone watched them go together, no one objected, and didn't say much, Zhu Qiang closed his mouth, and had no choice.

After they left, the people in the conference room stood up and walked out, all of them with a dull expression, as if this situation was normal.

Zhu Qiang was stunned for a moment, grabbed the liaison who wanted to go out, and asked in surprise: "What's going on? Didn't the result come out? Why did the meeting suddenly break up? already?"

Following the previous steps, shouldn't there be a quarrel next? What did the major general say when the meeting was dismissed suddenly?

The liaison patted Zhu Qiang on the shoulder and said in your youthful tone, "Just get used to it."

"Habits? Is this often the case before?" Zhu Qiang remembered that in the past meetings, everyone was blushing and arguing about the results before breaking up.

Another of Song Xiaobai's cronies shook his head beside him and sighed, "You just came back, and you don't know yet that other couples quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, our major general and the commander Quarrel, the commander just hooked his finger, and the major general followed immediately, as for the result of their argument, we will naturally tell us tomorrow."

"Hey, I suddenly miss the old fights. I haven't fought for a long time, and my hands are itchy."

"Isn't it true, now that the meeting has become so peaceful, I'm still a little uncomfortable, but I feel a little lazy when it comes to fighting."

…

It doesn't matter, now that the troops are in harmony, is there anything better than this?"

Song Xiaobai's cronies nodded, their tone was no longer tit-for-tat as before, but frankly admitted, "You are right, arguing is worse than drinking, instead of arguing and hurting, it is better to fight with wine pleasure."

Tang Wuyuan's cronies punched him in the chest, and said with a loud laugh, "If you are greedy for wine, say you are greedy for wine, don't make so many excuses."

"Hahaha... Or you know me, let's go, have a drink, let's go together, don't get drunk today, and leave the matter of the Silver Tiger Army to the major general and the commander to solve, we don't Worry about it."

"Okay, where will you drink this time? I've agreed in advance, you can't pretend to be drunk this time! Don't try to lie to us and carry you back, you kid is heavier than a pig."

…

Zhu Qiang stared at the two groups of people who used to be incompatible, and they all walked out, talking about the drinking fun of the year as they walked, it was like a good intimacy like friends.

He was stunned for a moment, his mouth wide open in astonishment. He only left for just a year. How did the Golden Eagles change so much from top to bottom? What about the good foe? How about a good fight?

"Zhu Qiang, hurry up! Otherwise, they will **** all the wine later. You don't know that they can drink more than each other." a sound.

"Ah...Okay." Zhu Qiang responded in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he found that all the people in the conference room had left, so he had to quickly follow up.

…Forget it, don’t fight, don’t fight, but drinking he must win them! He didn't believe anyone could drink him!

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Song Xiaobai took Tang Wuyuan's hand all the way back home. For the convenience of returning to the army, the two of them bought a house very close to the army.

After returning home, Tang Wuyuan still lingered in anger, he took off his shoes and walked into the house regardless, saying as he walked, "The Silver Tiger Army wants to borrow the training ground. , what do you want to do?"

Song Xiaobai squatted down, put his shoes on the shoe rack, and pondered for a while, instead of insisting as before, he compromised in a low voice: "I will personally go to the marshal tomorrow. Said that we had a tight training schedule recently and didn't have time to move out of the field, and then rejected their offer."

Tang Wuyuan was very satisfied with the result, but still couldn't help snorting: "I don't know when you became so good-tempered, you really want to agree to the Silver Tiger Army Proposal, if it was before, I wanted you to agree, but you would not agree."

He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa as he walked into the house.

Song Xiaobai frowned slightly behind him, picked up his clothes and hung them on the hanger, smoothing them out, "You clearly told me not to be too hasty, and to change my impulsive temper before. , that's why I just wanted to calm things down this time, but who knew you would object?"

After getting married, Tang Wuyuan said Song Xiaobai several times, so that his temper should not be too hasty and impulsive, so Song Xiaobai would try his best to restrain his temper. It didn't fire right away.

Tang Wuyuan looked back at him, "I told you not to be impulsive, but you can't let others climb on top of your head! If you set a precedent this time, all other troops will be What if you follow suit and try to force you to do things according to their ideas one by one?"

After Tang Wuyuan finished speaking, she squinted at Song Xiaobai, and angrily threw her hat on the table. Because Song Xiaobai was obsessed with cleanliness, after marriage, every time Song Xiaobai made him angry, he would He likes to mess things up and deliberately gets angry with Song Xiaobai.

Song Xiaobai heard the concern in his tone, slightly hooked his lips, put away his hat, hung it alongside his military hat in the cloakroom, walked back and rubbed his broken hair. Gently said: "Okay, I understand."

Tang Wuyuan's hair is different from his own, unexpectedly soft and smooth, Song Xiaobai always likes to reach out and rub it when he is free.

Tang Wuyuan was smoothed out, and finally became honest and stopped throwing things. Although he pushed away Song Xiaobai's hand impatiently, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he felt better, "I I want to eat watermelon."

"Okay." Song Xiaobai took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the kitchen to cut a plate of watermelon himself, and brought it back.

The watermelon just taken out of the refrigerator was cool and refreshing, Tang Wuyuan took a bite, and finally felt that the anger in his heart had completely dissipated, he swallowed the watermelon and looked at Song Xiaobai asked awkwardly, "Why don't you eat it?"

He was eating the watermelon in his mouth, he couldn't help thinking of the watermelon he ate with Song Xiaobai when he was in the hospital, he couldn't help but snickered, the relationship between him and Song Xiaobai began to change, it seemed that Since then.

Song Xiaobai curled his lips, reached out and took off the watermelon seeds stuck to his cheeks and threw them into the trash, "I won't eat it, I drank too much water today, and now I have no appetite."

"What are you drinking so much water for?" Tang Wuyuan couldn't help asking, remembering how Song Xiaobai was drinking water one after another today.

Song Xiaobai raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard his question, and couldn't help pinching his face, "Why do you say I drink so much water? It's not your fault this morning. Make breakfast."

Tang Wuyuan remembered today's breakfast and couldn't help sticking out his tongue, he got up early this morning, on a whim, and wanted to try to make breakfast by himself, but the salt was too much, salty He couldn't eat it, he only tasted one bite, and then gave up quickly. In the end, he didn't eat a single bite of the breakfast he made, and Song Xiaobai ate it all.

He muttered softly, "I didn't force you to eat..."

"I want to eat it myself." Song Xiaobai nodded, seeing that he lowered his head in disappointment, and quickly said with no blush and conscience: "Actually, today's breakfast is a little salty, all It's delicious, and you've got a lot of talent to do it so well the first time you're in the kitchen."

When Tang Wuyuan heard what he said, he immediately raised his head happily, took a mouthful of watermelon, and said with bright eyes, "If you like it, I will make it for you tomorrow morning."

Song Xiaobai was silent for a moment, pursed his dry lips, and asked slowly, "Will it be too much trouble? We still have to go to work, so don't be so troublesome."

…Actually, it’s okay not to do it.

Tang Wuyuan waved his hand indifferently, "No trouble, no trouble, I can just get up a little earlier."

Song Xiao put his forehead on his forehead, and made up his mind secretly, it seems that in the morning, Tang Wuyuan will be 'busy' so that there is no extra energy to think about making breakfast.