Special military officer's little wife

Pan Jiawen hung up the phone, just as Lu Chenhua came out of the bathroom, she hurried over to support the man, seeing his elegant and handsome face with a painful expression, she helped him sit down on the sofa with distress: "I really don't understand you guys Men, you like to drink when you have nothing to do! Didn't you ask for guilt?"

Lu Chenhua smiled faintly, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes, with obvious fatigue between his brows.Although it is already winter, the house is designed with a constant temperature. He is wearing a thin black v-neck sweater, his tie has been taken off, and two buttons of his shirt have been unbuttoned. The sleeves are rolled up, revealing the shapely lines on his forearms. muscles.The whole person was shrouded in a faint brilliance above his head, like a sleeping prince in a fairy tale.

The woman looked at him with admiration in her eyes. Seeing him rubbing his forehead with her hand, she quickly went around behind him, warmed her soft hands, and massaged his scalp and temples.

He opened his closed eyes a little, and said gratefully: "Every time I drink too much, I will trouble you, thank you for your hard work..."

Pan Jiawen responded lightly: "Since you know, then don't drink too much."

"I can't help myself..." He sighed, feeling that her pressure was very comfortable, he closed his eyes lazily and asked with a sigh of relief, "Who called just now?"

"Oh, it belongs to Junior Sister."

"Lan Lan?" His clear eyes opened again, "...what's the matter with her?"

"It's nothing." Pan Jiawen explained gently, and his subordinates kept moving, "It means that Christmas Eve is here, and I haven't contacted you for a long time. Let me greet you."

The corner of the man's mouth smiled softly, "I thought she was engaged, so I forgot about my old friend. By the way, what has she been up to lately?" After all, they are from the same school and have a close relationship. Lu Chenhua casually asked .

"What can you do as a graduate student? I'm busy with classes, writing papers, and doing research. However, I met her a while ago and heard that she is going to the army to visit her fiancé on New Year's Day. She must be working overtime in the dark these days."

Lu Chenhua was slightly surprised, "It seems that the relationship between the two is good..." Apart from the sincere blessings, there was no initial pain in my heart.

"Well, we've met that man a few times, he's really good, and he's good to Junior Sister."

Lu Chenhua still spoke in a gentle tone, but what he said surprised Pan Jiawen, "But in my opinion, I still think he is not good enough for Lan Lan."

"Why?" Although he knew that there was no ambiguous relationship between Lu Chenhua and his junior sister, Pan Jiawen still felt somewhat concerned when he heard this.Such an excellent man is not worthy of Junior Sister, so who else can be worthy?In his mind, the little junior sister is so perfect?Is not only he can be worthy of it?

Lu Chenhua leaned on the sofa, looked at the upside-down face above his head, and said: "Although Ye Shaocong is good-looking, has a good family background, and has a bright future, but with his status, he hangs his head on the waistband of his trousers at any time, and lives in a hail of bullets." Days. A few days ago, didn’t you say that he was injured, Lan Lan took care of him for a long time, and even gave up his plan to study abroad? How can such a man guarantee Lan Lan’s happiness in the future? "

"Leaving aside this point, let's just talk about his status as a professional soldier. He probably devoted his whole life to the country and the people. How can he have time to spend with Lan Lan? By the way... the Mr. Zhang who had dinner with him today is to send The one I came back from is a soldier. You can see that he has a successful career, but he is still single now. It’s not that he was never married, but married and divorced. His ex-wife couldn’t bear such heavy family responsibilities. I have to endure loneliness and loneliness for a long time, and I can't bear to leave him... Although the title of military wife is honorable, it may not be worthwhile to spend my whole life for it."

Pan Jiawen admitted that what he said was very reasonable, but thinking that he had worried so much, he couldn't help but said sourly: "I don't care about this myself, and my family doesn't object, you think a lot!"

Lu Chenhua smiled, took her hand around the sofa, and sat down beside him, "Angry? Actually, I just wanted to talk about it here. I told Lan Lan before, but she thought about it very much. Say you can’t abandon the soldiers just because of this? Wouldn’t the soldiers die pitifully!”

"I actually think that the two of them are really compatible. Moreover, I heard from my junior sister that a large part of the reason why his fiancé joined the army is because of her, so she will always support her."

"Well, there are indeed many stories between them..."

Unknowingly, the two chatted so much about Zhou Zhilan, Pan Jiawen felt a little unhappy, sat up straight and asked him: "Ah Hua, do you still miss my junior sister? I'm sorry that you didn't get together. Pity?"

He stared at her for a while with his bright eyes, and then reached out to touch her chin, "Are you angry?"

"No," she turned her head away, "just to ask."

"No." He said clearly, and then explained, "Actually, when I think about it now, I still don't know whether my feelings for Lan Lan were the relationship between men and women, or the friendship between brothers and sisters."

"So powerful and shrewd Mr. Lu, he doesn't even know his own mind?"

He smiled wryly, with self-deprecating, "Yeah... I don't know, it made me struggle for so long."

"Okay, let's not talk anymore, I'll give you bath water." She didn't want to inquire too much, she just wanted to be by this man's side, in fact, it was already very good now.

Lu Chenhua got up unsteadily, leaned against the door of the bathroom and watched her busy figure, "Don't go back tonight, you sleep in my room, I go to the guest room, and I will send you back to school tomorrow. Well, besides, can you spare time on New Year's Day?" No? Let's go visit your parents."

Pan Jiawen's back was startled, and he slowly turned his head to look at the elegant man standing obliquely at the door, "Ah Hua, have you made up your mind?"

He nodded and walked in, "Actually, I should have gone a long time ago. It's just that my father passed away last year, so it wasn't suitable, and I've been busy this year."