"Master, have you slept?"

Shen Yingyue knocked on the door and asked.

Shang Lige put down his computer, lifted the quilt and opened the door, "Not yet, what's wrong?"

Shen Yingyue looked at Shang Lige wearing pajamas, which were very loose, as if she was about to fall off accidentally, and a light flashed in her eyes.

"Master, I saw that the lights in your room were still on, and I felt that you were not asleep yet, so I poured you a glass of water."

"Thank you Yueyue." Shang Lige felt a little thirsty. He just wanted to pour the water god Yiyue, but he brought him a glass of water, and he wanted to hug Shen Yiyue.

"Master is so polite. What is the master doing? He doesn't sleep so late."

“Hmm…typing.”

"Typing? Does the master make money by typing?" Shen Yiyue has been in the army for a long time and loves to read some news. Many of the fraud information on the Internet are recruiting online typists. Shen Yiyue thought that Shang Lige was going to be a typist.

"What do you mean? Why can't I understand?"

"No, it's meaningless. Since the master has something to do, I won't disturb you." Hearing Shang Lige's doubts, he realized that he had guessed wrong. Seeing that Shang Lige has something to do, he didn't want to say anything. Out of high emotional intelligence, he took the initiative to go back.

"Yeah, take a break soon."

Shang Lige smiled and looked at Shen Yiyue, but he was really guessed by Shen Yiyue. He just had to hurry to write, so he was unwilling to talk more. He also wanted to finish typing early and go to bed early.

"Crack" Shang Lige was typing on the keyboard, and suddenly the entire screen became dark. No matter how you press the mouse, it would be a pure black screen.

Shang Lige's lips curled up a sarcastic smile, and he looked down on it!

"Hahahahaha...Great Godfather, is your computer under control?"

After a while, there was a figure in front of the screen, without showing his face, and the black clothes directly wrapped around his whole body, and his smile was gloomy.

"General, since my computer is controlled, let's play together and chat."

Shang Lige said this casually, but saw the figure on the screen stiffen.

"I really don't know if you were scared silly, 'General'? Are you the one we are now?"

"Oh? General Hu Yi, did I see it wrong?" Shang Lige fiddled with his fingers, and his words were amazing!

With a "click", the computer recovered again, and the figure disappeared instantly, and the sarcasm at the corner of Shang Lige's mouth became increasingly louder.

"Ha~ Can I not recognize my fox clan people?" murmured to myself, his tone full of disdain.

At the same time, Shen Xiangyue's cell phone rang.

“Hey? Who?”

"I……"

"Who are you?"

"You little brat, you can't even hear your grandpa's voice?"

You Mingzhuo was so angry that he was about to jump off his feet. This brat couldn't even hear his grandfather's voice. He was considered a waste of time to grow up this brat.

Fortunately, he put down his face today and went to call the kid in person.

The butler standing beside him twitched when he heard this. Why did he feel that the old man is getting younger and younger?

"Oh, grandpa, sorry, I didn't hear it, how are you doing recently?"

"Oh, I suddenly felt a little hurt, don't hurt either. I think I need a good rest for a few days and need the company of my family."

“…”

"I think I'm leaving. At that time, no one will feel sorry for you, a brat. Just wander around. People under the overpass are waiting for you..."

"I... I can bring you a wife here soon." Shen Yingyue thought about Shang Lige's appearance and said with certainty.

"Male or female?" You Xianzhuo asked vigilantly.

"Of course it's a man, I don't like women."

"...It's over, I'm going to vomit blood."

"Grandpa, I think you..."

"Just be a man, as long as you are a companion, I want to see you some other day."

"Have you never seen it?"

"Nonsense! Do you think I should have seen it?"

"Have I not told you that he is Colonel Liege?"

"Have you said it? I forgot..."

"Uh...I..."

"Wait, what did you say just now? Who is he?"

"Col. Li Ge, what's wrong?"

"God, my grandson is so brave. He is so powerful. Don't you feel inferior?"

"I? Inferiority? Grandpa, are you mistaken?" Shen Yiyue and Shang Lige became the "two heroes of the country". How could he feel inferior? He was not even too happy.

"It's okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"No, grandpa, you have to first..."

"Dududududu--" Shen Yiyue was a little annoyed when the sound of hanging up from the other side of the phone. How should he explain his grandfather to believe that he is not inferior? Or how should his grandfather believe that he is not weak? He is very powerful?

Shen Yingyue fell asleep with these questions, and even dreamed of such problems.

"Old man, Yue won't find a man..."

"right."

The old housekeeper couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his face, "I'm old... so old."

Youwei Zhuo: "..."

He didn't know what to say. His requirements for his grandson were so low. Now he was the only one in their family. What kind of wife should he find? As long as he could be with him for the rest of his life.

"Why did my grandfather say I was weak?"

When Shen Yiyue woke up, she asked this question. He had been thinking all night but still didn't think about it. Could it be because of his face? But no one else knew this face except him, and he did it himself.

So why? Shen Aiyue was puzzled and shook her head. Forget it, why are you wasting so many brain cells for this matter? Why would you go to the kitchen to cook early?

After perfectly preparing the first meal, Shen Yiyue started cooking. Now, I just woke up so early today not to run but to cook...

"Master, you're awake."

Shang Lige woke up and it was already past seven o'clock. His eyes seemed to be still closed, and he was not awake. He was suddenly awakened by Shen Yingyue's shout.

"Okay, Yue, why did you get up so early?" Shang Lige greeted him weakly. He was so sleepy.

"Why does the master's voice sound so weak? Is it burned?"

Shen Yingyue subconsciously placed her hand on Shang Lige's forehead, and did not feel the hot temperature. "It's not burning, why does the master's voice sound so weak?"

When Shen Yiyue touched his forehead, Shang Lige suddenly woke up. If it weren't for his only disciple, he would have knocked down his hand in an instant.

“I slept a little late last night.”

Yesterday, Shang Li Ge did not fall asleep until the early morning. The general named Hu Yi delayed him a lot of time. Otherwise, he would have been able to fall asleep long ago and would not have been as sleepy as he is now.

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Today is Wednesday, everyone should be happy ~

Is some cute little cuties going on summer vacation? It's just right, so I'll be more, so you can watch more

Love you, mua~

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