After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

Chapter 22 Can't you lie to me?
Ru Hua lowered her head silently.

It was the first time for her to experience the feeling of being half a head taller than Zhong Liting. This height has a good vision, but she has no sense of experience, only a strong sense of shame.

Obviously both of them are also running.Not only did Zhong Liting run ten laps with a heavy load, but he was able to hold someone with one hand after the run. After the run, he still stood upright and walked steadily. Apart from the slight heavy breathing, there was no sign of fatigue on him at all.

But what about her?Why was she so tired that she didn't even have the courage to take one more step.

After comparing the insurmountable gap in strength between herself and Zhong Liting, Ru Huahua cast aside herself irresistibly.

In the camp, groups of soldiers who had already run away gathered around one place and ate voraciously. On the open ground, porridge was boiled in several large pots, and white flour buns with thin skin and thick meat were steamed in large bamboo baskets. The fresh and tender soup, the fragrance wafts far away.

It smells really good.

Just after running, the tired and hungry Ruhuahua couldn't help swallowing, her entire throat hurt.

She opened her mouth, and couldn't help crying, "Major General...hungry..."

Hearing her address, Zhong Liting raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, "I'm not hungry."

Ruhuahua whimpered, "...I'm hungry."

"So this is crying from hunger?" Zhong Liting returned to his ruffian look, and even his voice rose slightly.

certainly not!
Like a flower: "..."

Ruhuahua carefully compared which one was more embarrassing, crying tired or crying hungry, and finally found that both seemed quite embarrassing, so she simply pretended to be dumb and stopped talking.

Seeing that she was so greedy, Zhong Liting gave her a meat bun on the road. Her hands were covered with sand, but Zhong Liting didn't let her touch it, so he held it in his right hand and fed her.

Zhong Liting ordered someone to call the military doctor halfway, and then carried him back to the tent.

After eating and drinking enough, she sat on the small stool obediently like a flower.

Soon, the military doctor came over with a medicine box and carefully checked her throat with a tongue depressor. "It's nothing serious. Talk less these days and pay attention to what you don't eat."

Zhong Liting: "Well, do you still have the ointment for bruises?"

Hearing this, the military doctor took out a small oval porcelain box from the medicine box.

Zhong Liting took the small box and put it aside, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Shall I give it to the doctor?"

This is clearly an order to evict guests.

The military doctor hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No need, the major general is busy, and this old man knows the way."

Zhong Liting lazily said: "I think it's better to give it away."

The military doctor hastily picked up the medicine box and ran away.

Zhong Liting handed the box of medicine to the little girl, "The injury on your knee, you can figure it out...is that okay?"

Ruhuahua took the medicine and nodded silently.

Seeing her unhappy appearance, Zhong Liting asked, "Sore throat?"

Ru Huahua pursed her lips and said, "...it hurts."

Not only my throat hurts, my knees hurt, my hands hurt too, I feel uncomfortable everywhere.

"Then what should we do?" Zhong Liting teased her, "Could it be that you want my brother to brag to you?"

Ruhua looked at him with a pair of big black and white eyes, and didn't speak.

"Cough." Zhong Liting felt a little embarrassment when she saw her, "Brother is teasing you."

Ruhuahua sniffed, looked at him with a bit of condemnation, "Zhongrong people don't lie to Zhongrong people."

"...All right, Zhongrong people don't lie to Zhongrong people." Zhong Liting got up and poured some warm water, washed the brocade handkerchief on the washbasin stand, and wrung it dry again.

Ruhua looked at his series of actions with some doubts.

Zhong Liting walked up to her with a brocade handkerchief, "Give me your hand."

Ru Huahua was very obedient, and at the same time stretched out both hands to Zhong Liting.

"What about the interrogation? Come one by one."

Zhong Liting smiled and grabbed a hand.

My brother's hands are not soft at all.

Flowers lowered their eyes.

She noticed that Zhong Liting's hand was so big that it could completely cover hers with one hand. His finger pulp, finger root, and tiger's mouth were covered with a thick layer of calluses. very gentle.

First, carefully wipe off the mud and sand on her palm, and then use the other one to clean it.Ruhuahua scratched the skin on the base of her right palm, but fortunately it was not deep, and even the blood did not continue to ooze after wiping it clean.

"Let's talk first, I can only blow my hands." Zhong Liting held her knuckles with his big hands, hesitated for a moment, then bent down, lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes blocked his expression. Blow twice.

He blew very lightly, and the breath he exhaled was hot, and it was a bit stinging to caress the little scratch.

The kind of stinging pain that can be completely ignored, such as Hua Hua's belated "hissing sound.

"Squeamish." For the first time to do such a childish thing, Zhong Liting's ears were slightly red, but his face pretended to be calm, he calmly raised his eyelids, let go of his hands, and said helplessly, "Is it okay now?"

Looking at Zhong Liting with Huahua's clear eyes, he only said two words: "It still hurts."

"Why, I have to blow it until it doesn't hurt?" Zhong Liting smiled, "Child, you can't blackmail people."

Ruhuahua said earnestly: "There is no blackmail." After a pause, she said more seriously, "When blowing, you have to say whirrrr, and the pain flies away, so that it will work."

What...flew away?

Zhong Liting couldn't even utter those words, and just thinking about it made him get goosebumps all over his body.

How could he, a grown man, say such things to a child?

Zhong Liting tried to imagine the scene, but shivered violently. Forget it, he couldn't even imagine it, so he couldn't help but say mercilessly, shattering the child's spell fantasy: "Those words are all made up to deceive children. .”

Ruhuahua said: "...Then, can't the young general lie to me?"

Zhong Liting didn't answer, but repeated: "Young general?"

Zhong Liting said, "Child, I'm not a little older, I didn't expect to hold grudges."

Ruhuahua bit her lip, "I don't hold any grudges."

"Then you said that you are unfamiliar with your brother? You don't even call me brother," Zhong Liting continued to sigh leisurely, "Is it true that after two days of training, you turned around and left when you saw brother?"

"No." Ru Huahua was dumbfounded by his series of words, and immediately denied it after reacting, "Yes, it's an honorific name."

"Honorable title?" Zhong Liting shook his head amusedly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Who did you learn all this from?"

Ruhuahua whispered: "I heard people yelling like that." After finishing speaking, she asked timidly, "Is there something wrong?"

"That's right, but it doesn't make sense if everyone shouts that."

"...Everyone shouts like that, so can't I shout..." Shouting like that made her feel that she was not a child.

Zhong Liting clicked his tongue, "You can do as you like, you can shout outside, but you are not allowed to shout like that in private."

Ruhuahua nodded: "Understood."

"Then what should I shout now?"

Ruhuahua: "...General."

Zhong Liting laughed angrily, "As for me, I have no plans to seek power and usurp the throne."

(End of this chapter)