Chapter 227 A Kiss in the Vicissitudes of Time!

The chaotic and gloomy sky in the early morning, the empty and lonely long street after the rain.

Under the gorgeous and blooming crabapple tree, Bao Gucheng stopped, staring at the little woman who closed her eyes, but slightly lifted her thin lips, asking him to "continue"!
Leaning over suddenly, the man's lips turned deep, like the petals of a begonia being destroyed by a violent storm!
……

This situation is like a poem and a picture.

At this moment, it seemed as if only he and she were left in the world.

And there is a wonderful feeling that the sea is changing, the stars are changing, and everything passes by suddenly.

I do not know how long it has been.

Xi Zuer sighed coquettishly, vaguely: "Xiao Cheng'er, I seem to understand the meaning of those two poems."

Bao Gucheng has kissed her lips to the neck of the swan, and unknowingly bit the tie of her plain white robe.

A dazzling snow came into his eyes, making the man's heart flutter.

His voice was hoarse: "No, you haven't understood yet."

You silly girl, you don't know enough.

Just as he leaned over to continue.

"Thorn-"

There was a harsh rutting sound.

Wei Yang chased them all the way out, passed them and immediately braked suddenly, rolled up the window, and cried, "Master Bo, time is running out!"

Bao Gucheng's thoughts have not been pulled back for a moment.

On the contrary, Xi Zuer heard the words, stretched out a small hand from under the man, and waved it curiously: "Well... why is it too late?"

Following this delicate question, in the distance, the sound of grand fireworks exploded one after another.

It was six o'clock in the morning.

On the main road of the city, all the giant LCD billboards set up in commercial buildings, hotels, and parks were all activated at the same time, live broadcasting the national festival ceremony far away in the imperial capital.

The sound of fireworks bursting through the screen, the sound of hundreds of salutes, and the sound of military music... The sound bursts and is majestic.

A guard of honor of [-] people marched in line on the screen, and the review car of the presidential palace had already driven to the front of the line.

In the front row, nearly a hundred soldiers dressed in military uniforms, waiting for their glory—the award ceremony!
At this moment.

The scene of the Imperial Capital National Festival Ceremony.

Chenlong led a team of people and stared intently at the review car of the presidential palace.

The place in the car that belonged to Bogucheng has been replaced by another cabinet elder at this moment.

The most powerful figures in the empire stepped down from the reviewing car.

Go to the front of the team of hundreds of people.

The solemn national anthem of the empire was played.

Vice President Feng Shiren will award the medals representing the glory of the empire to the soldiers with outstanding military exploits in turn.

Seeing that most of the hundreds of people have received the medal, only a few people in the last row are left.

A secretary of the Presidential Palace suddenly trotted to Chen Long and the others: "Adjutant Chen, I'm sorry, Si She and the others couldn't catch up with the award this time."

Sure enough, these people are going to be a moth!
Chenlong put his hands on his waist, ready to go: "What do you mean?"

Secretary: "Bo Shuai hasn't shown up for a long time..."

Chen Long: "Master Bo has confessed, I will stand on stage for him to receive medals for the brothers."

Secretary: "Sorry, you are not qualified enough."

Chenlong suppressed his anger: "I am indeed not qualified enough. But now I am entrusted by Master Bo to represent him!"

Secretary: "Well, you really can't represent it. The vice president told me that unless Mr. Bo came in person, other irrelevant people will not be allowed to pass. This is a necessary measure to ensure the safety of the awarding site!"

The men behind Chenlong couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately pulled out the thing around his waist: "What do you mean, is the order that Master Bo confessed to you as a joke? Treat us as dead people?"

The secretary's legs were trembling, but he still insisted: "You, you are rebelling! If you dare to do something, you will be rebelling on behalf of Baogucheng!"

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