"It's that simple!?"

Zhang Dingtian asked again.

He didn't want to wait until he was in front of the woman, and he surrendered again, and in the end he didn't know what the **** woman was going to laugh at.

"This thing is very simple, but if it is difficult, it still depends on your own abilities, the marshal."

The two guards on patrol, in order to teach the young marshals, actually worked hard, tired to die, and panting.

"Ok!"

Zhang Dingtian nodded and stood up.

When he reached the door, he turned around again and looked at the two of them coldly.

"Don't spread it!"

After speaking, Zhang Dingtian paced again, ready to go back to the room to find Yu Qingming to practice.

To be honest, he felt tired watching the kind of posture the two of them did. Is this kind of thing really so fun?

What Zhang Dingtian didn't know was...As soon as his front foot left, the two patrolling soldiers on the back foot were taken away by the marshal.

After all, my baby son, on the wedding night, wandered around in front of his yard.

Don't you like Qingpu? ?

The marshal also felt a thorn in his heart, and he felt uncomfortable.

Called the two soldiers to come over and asked for a long while, only then did they ask the question, and everyone made a big blush.

The two soldiers went down again, and they stood in front of the marshal's courtyard, staring at each other.

"We told the marshal, don't we tell other people!"

"Of course not. The Marshal is my own father, not to mention that we were forced to speak out."

The two cheered each other up, and then left together.

"Children don't know anything like this, how did you become a mother!?"

The two soldiers left, and the marshal began to complain about his wife again.

Zhang's face was inexplicable, and he was also very wronged. He was just a house-filler, and not Zhang Dingtian's true mother.

He could still send a woman to Zhang Dingtian's room.

Zhang Dingtian's temperament, he still didn't know what to do.

The marshal said this, and looked at his wife with this kind of aggrieved expression. The moment he was relieved, he seemed to be saying something wrong.

"Well, anyway, he has learned that if he is willing to sit on this kind of thing, then he likes Qingming, then I don't have to worry about it!"

The marshal slowed down again, put his arms around his wife, and went to bed.

Zhang Dingtian walked back into the room, it was actually a bit cold outside, and when he returned to the room, his frozen body immediately warmed up.

He walked to the bed and looked at Yu Qingming's small body, all wrapped in the quilt, only a small head was exposed.

His face was flushed, and he looked very cute.

Zhang Dingtian realized that he was still a bit cold. He sat for a while, and waited until his body was hot, then took off his coat and went into the quilt, and hugged Yu Qingming.

According to the words of the two soldiers, the woman was fun all over.

He first touched Yu Qingming's lips, which were soft and red, and leaned in to kiss them, which was still fragrant.

Zhang Dingtian stepped back again, stretched out his hand, and lifted the red gauze outside of Qingming...

Yu Qingming was in his sleep, always aware that someone seemed to be playing with him. When he opened his eyes, he just saw Zhang Dingtian touching his body in confusion, with his mouth in his mouth and his hands in his hands.