Time is slow

   Chapter 377 The Taste of Happiness

  Qiao Zhao sat at the desk, holding a volume of medical books, and did not turn back when he heard the footsteps.

   "Girl, General Shao is here." A Zhu said softly.

  Shao Mingyuan stopped and stared at the slender back.

   "You go out first and close the door."

   Binglu gave Shao Mingyuan a vigilant look.

  Azhu pulled the ice green and said respectfully, "Yes."

   With the sound of the door closing, Qiao Zhao put down the medical book and turned around slowly.

   Shao Mingyuan's gaze fell directly on the girl's slightly swollen lips.

  Qiao Zhao patiently pursed the corners of his mouth and said calmly, "I think General Shao probably needs to give me a reasonable explanation."

   After she finished speaking, she found that someone was still staring at her, as if she didn't listen to what she just said.

  Qiao Zhao couldn't help but get angry.

   Has this person been smitten with evil since yesterday?

   She took a few steps forward and stood in front of Shao Mingyuan, her delicate eyebrows furrowed: "General Shao?"

   Could it be that he really can't find an excuse, this **** is going to break the jar and just don't explain it?

   The faint aroma hit, and Shao Mingyuan suddenly remembered the countless nights of tossing and turning, his eyes darkened, his voice low, and he asked: "Explain?"

   As soon as the man in front of him spoke, Qiao Zhao instinctively felt a little dangerous and could not help but take a half step back.

   Shao Mingyuan bullied him and looked down at the girl who was close at hand.

   He was more than a head taller than her, condescending and imposing.

  Qiao Zhao didn't want to lose his momentum, raised his white chin to look at him, and said coldly: "General Shao is not going to explain what happened last night?"

   "I'll explain." As soon as the man in front of him opened his mouth, he softened and stared at Qiao Zhao, "I...I can't explain..."

   When he knew she was his wife, he didn't think of anything in his mind, and he did that as soon as he saw her. How could this instinct be explained?

   Noticed that the girl's eyes became colder, the young general decided to tell the truth: "I know you are Qiao Zhao, so I can't help it."

   "Can't help it?" Qiao Zhao asked back with a sneer, "Is it appropriate for General Shao to casually have feelings for a girl—wait, what did you just say?"

   Her eyes widened suddenly, in shock.

   Did she hear it wrong? Shao Mingyuan just said who is she?

  Shao Mingyuan reached out and hugged Qiao Zhao, his voice trembling: "I said, I know who you are. You are my wife Qiao Zhao, always."

  Qiao Zhao was completely dumbfounded.

She was held in her arms, and she could feel the astonishing heat from the other party's hard chest. That kind of aura that belonged to a man surrounded her, which made her thinking freeze, her head was dizzy, as if she was drunk, even her legs and feet were numb. Soft.

   "Zhaozhao, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Shao Mingyuan lowered his head and pressed his chin to the top of the girl's hair, repeating over and over again, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

  Qiao Zhao woke up like a dream, stretched out his hand to push Shao Mingyuan, and scolded: "Let go of me!"

   She has little strength, so naturally she can't push this mountain-like man, so she can only twist his waist fiercely, and raise her voice: "Shao Mingyuan, I'm angry!"

   Shao Mingyuan quickly let go of his hand, took a step back honestly, and opened the distance between the two.

  Qiao Zhao stared at someone with an agitated expression. After a long time, he asked weakly, "How did you know?"

  Although he got the answer from Qiao Mo, but when he heard Qiao Zhao's admission, Shao Mingyuan finally calmed down and showed a big smile: "Uncle told me."

   To Qiao Zhao's skeptical look, Shao Mingyuan hurriedly took out the kit from his arms and handed it over, excitedly explaining, "The kit that my uncle gave me before leaving Beijing."

   Until this moment, he didn't know what happiness was like.

  Happiness is when you think that you have no choice but to lose all of a sudden, at a certain moment, all of it does not exist, and happiness comes suddenly.

   He is also a person favored by "happiness".

   The young general's eyes were a little wet, which was undoubtedly humiliating and embarrassing in front of a girl, but he did not avoid her gaze.

   Avoid, he will take one less look, and he is reluctant.

   More importantly, compared to what he suddenly had, all those embarrassing emotions were not worth mentioning, and it was good to be laughed at by Zhaozhao.

   What could be better than her being alive?

  Qiao Zhao took the kit, took out the plain paper inside and looked at it, sighing secretly.

   What the **** is big brother thinking, isn't this tricking her!

   "Destroy this?" Qiao Zhao raised the plain paper in his hand.

   "Listen to you." Shao Mingyuan nodded without hesitation, despite his reluctance.

   He took Su Jian and smashed it, threw it out of the window in Linjiang, and turned to look at Qiao Zhao.

   "General Shao—" Qiao Zhao said.

  Qiao Zhao used to shout like this in the past, but this time Shao Mingyuan found it harsh.

   "Zhaozhao, can you call me Tingquan?"

  Qiao Zhao turned his head to pick up the tea cup from the table and took a sip of water, returned to his usual calm and calm appearance, put the tea cup down, and said lightly, "This is not appropriate, what will others think when they hear it?"

   "Zhaozhao is not someone who cares what others think."

  How unique his Zhaozhao is, he has long known. If she really cared about what other people thought, she wouldn't insist on giving him acupuncture and detoxification every day.

  Qiao Zhao is angry.

   I never thought he was so cheeky before.

   Could it be that he thought she was still her wife? No, she wants to make it clear today and put an end to his dangerous thoughts.

   "I don't think it's appropriate."

   "That's it—" Shao Mingyuan closed his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes trembled, and there was a kind of meekness that was very incompatible with his own temperament.

   Qiao Zhao couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

   The dignified champion, the general Beizheng who can take the head of a general in a crowd of thousands of troops, why does she act so submissive, as if she is ruthless.

   It was him who was clearly ruthless.

  The original Yancheng city wall, he shot that arrow without hesitation.

   Yes, he had to do it at the time, and she knew that because of his arrow, she could avoid a more tragic end.

   She doesn't hate him or resent him, but that doesn't mean she's willing to return to his wife's identity and go back to that deep mansion one day.

  Qiao Zhao thought of this, and his heart became more and more calm.

   So it is extremely necessary to make things clear earlier.

   "General Shao, please take a seat." Qiao Zhao turned around and poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shao Mingyuan.

   Shao Mingyuan took the teacup and sat down.

  Qiao Zhao sat down on the chair on the other side, and said after a moment of silence: "Since General Shao knows who I am, let's talk."

   "What does Zhaozhao want to say?"

   Qiao Zhao frowned.

   The word "Zhao Zhao" came out of this mouth, which was too intimate.

   "General Shao, my current identity is Li Zhao, not Qiao Zhao anymore, so I hope we will keep our distance in the future, you can't—"

   "Can't what?"

   "Can't move like last night and today!"

   (end of this chapter)