Tianzihao Xiaobailian

(first update)

As soon as his palm reached into Ye Wei's neckline, Wang Fuxing tried to quickly occupy the position, but before he could fully feel the crazy warmth and softness on the young woman's sister's chest, he was almost resolutely resisted and struggled by the other party. Any pretentious refusal, Wang Fuxing did not speak, but the movements of his hands did not stop. Ye Wei gritted her teeth as if she wanted to preserve her dignity as a woman, but her little hand firmly grabbed Wang Fuxing's arm, Because of too much force, his face was flushed, his eyes were moist, and he was about to cry.

Wang Fuxing, who originally wanted to use force, softened his heart, and finally made a compromise in this silent confrontation. He seemed a little annoyed. Although the hand on Ye Wei's neckline retreated, he raised it again and slapped Ye Wei. on each other's hips.

The young woman and sister who claimed to be a widow did not talk, and silently fastened the buttons of her shirt. Wang Fuxing's hand strength is definitely not weak. On his buttocks, the sound is clear, and the pain is 100% without the slightest moisture. In fact, the women around Wang Fuxing, from Yu Xiaowu Chu Qianyuan to Huangfu Lingxi Chen Hualou, and even Xia Qinwei, don't like being raped by a certain comrade. Spanking, I can't say I hate it, but it's a little scary.

Because no matter whether a certain comrade is excited or angry, as soon as he raises his hand, most of the time he will be ignorant of the severity, and when the slap falls, it is almost painful enough to make people cry. How delicate is a beautiful woman's buttocks?It's too late for others to take good care of her. Fuck you, two hundred and five, are you really good at it?

The ward was a little dull.

The young woman sister who was a little stiff was embraced by Wang Fuxing arbitrarily, and she felt some emotion for the impermanence of the world for no reason. No matter how close her body was to Wang Fuxing, she still regarded herself as a woman with a husband in her heart. , and the most ironic thing is that this woman with a husband was embraced by another man, and she also promised to give him a son.

Guilt, helplessness, sadness, grievance, pain.

All kinds of emotions are mixed together, of course, there is also that vague loneliness...

"How are you, Mayfair?"

Wang Fuxing was silent for a while, then asked lightly, the palm subconsciously slid down to the full arc below Ye Wei's waist, stroked it back and forth, felt Ye Wei's delicate body trembling violently, hesitated for a while, but still didn't move , but that hand did not retract, and lightly covered a piece of round and upturned.

"Fortunately, I took her to see a psychiatrist. The doctor said that she was just a little frightened, and she would be fine after a while."

Ye Wei trembled, her face flushed, with the shyness and distress of a good woman who was taken advantage of by hooligans: "Can you let me go first?"

Wang Fuxing snorted, as if agreeing, but the hand holding her soft and delicate body tightened again, and said with a soft smile: "Tell me about your former husband, I'm curious, what kind of husband is it?" Man, it made you so determined not to forget him after he died for so long."

"He didn't die, he was a sacrifice!"

Ye Wei's cold tone suddenly became angry, struggling violently in Wang Fuxing's arms.

"Snapped!"

Wang Fuxing slapped the other party's ass unceremoniously again, and said with a sneer, "Calm down, what's the difference between death and sacrifice? Not dead? Just sacrifice? Okay, let me have a look at it?"

Ye Wei, whose buttocks were probably already a little swollen, had a sharp pain again, and this time it surprisingly didn't stop, struggling violently like crazy. Wang Fuxing's words undoubtedly offended her Ni Lin, and made her completely crazy.

Wang Fuxing held Ye Wei's slender waist tightly with both hands, letting her go crazy, but he didn't let go.

"What are you so angry about? You respect the dead. I respect the facts. Sacrifice and death are just two statements to explain a fact. Where is he now? Let me tell you, no matter what he did to you before, From the day he died, he has nothing to do with you, you will never see him again, he has nothing to do with you, you are mine now!"

Wang Fuxing sneered and said, mercilessly telling the cruelest facts, guilty?He didn't. Wang Fuxing has always been very clear about what he wants and does anything. He doesn't pay attention to the process, as long as the result can satisfy him. What he wants is Ye Wei. Now that he has determined his goal, he can't Let any man besides himself stay in his heart.

Instead of wiping away the impression of that man in her heart little by little, it would be better to use a strong medicine to drag out all the facts at once for her to take a good look.

You have to accept it if you accept it, or you have to accept it if you don’t accept it!

The last tenderness Wang Fuxing gave her was that he was still by her side.

"Snapped!"

Ye Wei's strength became stronger and stronger, and she finally broke free from Wang Fuxing's embrace. Her buttocks were in severe pain, and her waist was also somewhat unbearable during the struggle, but the almost distorted pain in her heart suppressed everything. Hesitating, he slapped Wang Fuxing directly on the face!

The whole world suddenly became quiet.

Ye Wei's face seemed paler than Wang Fuxing's. She bit her lips tightly and stared blankly at Wang Fuxing whose face was flushed with red fingerprints. She was speechless for a while.

Wang Fuxing squinted his eyes, his eyes were cold, and his irritability and anger were undisguised. From the corner of his mouth, a streak of blood gushed out directly, dripping on the thin quilt that he worshiped.

"Is it cool?"

Wang Fuxing raised his head and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, and the anger on the surface became more and more obvious.

Ye Wei's face was a little flustered, and she finally remembered how weak the man on the bed was now, especially when she thought about the reason for his injury, her heart became extremely complicated.

She lowered her head slightly, bit her lips, and remained silent stubbornly, like a child who faced the scolding of her parents but always believed that she was right and refused to give in.

"Go down."

Wang Fuxing said indifferently, and pointed under the bed.

Ye Wei got off the bed slowly, as if she wanted to leave, but felt it was inappropriate, so she could only stand under the bed without saying a word.

"I am very angry."

Wang Fuxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, his tone was calm, and to tell the truth, even Chen Hualou, who has the most complicated feelings about him now, can call him a dull bastard without any scruples, but he has to admit, treat Women, when Wang Fuxing was rarely hypocritical, he always said something, so Wang Fuxing often had conflicts with the women around him, but there were not many misunderstandings.

"But you should be angry, and the reason for your anger is also the reason for my anger. This is not contradictory. I have a mental cleanliness. A woman who I thought belonged to me slapped me because of another man. Cool, even I was thinking, if I died in that abandoned factory a few days ago, would one day, you would treat him like I am now in front of another man, it is probably impossible, so I thought this way , quite sad."

Wang Fuxing said softly.

Ye Wei suddenly raised her head, her eyes were red, she really wanted to say that she would never accept another man in her life, but she didn't have the courage to refute.

Wang Fuxing waved his hand, pointed to the sofa next to her, motioned her to sit down, and said calmly: "Okay, let's talk about Fei'er's father. I will make a note of this slap first, and I will return it to you at another place."

The young woman who personally slapped Wang Fuxing slapped her face, but her confidence seemed to be seriously lacking. She sat on the sofa, hesitated for a long time, and then said bitterly, "Aren't you afraid of spoiling the fun?"

"I need to know about a dead man who is still robbing women from me."

Wang Fuxing said calmly, biting the last two words very clearly.

Ye Wei's complexion changed, but she suppressed the anger in her heart, her eyes were a little dazed, she was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "He is the youngest general in the Celestial Dynasty since the founding of the People's Republic of China."

Just one sentence is enough to prove how honorable this identity is.

Wang Fuxing squinted his eyes, remained silent, and listened quietly to Ye Wei's story.

"He's a very good man."

When Ye Wei said these words, her face was determined: "His family is more like a sad song than Chen Xi, who sacrificed countless lives and is known as the soul of the army."

"He is the grandson of the former vice chairman of the Military Commission. His father and two uncles are all martyrs! He is the only one in that family, and he has made countless people place high hopes on him. Back then, he chose to enter the special warfare of the Celestial Dynasty When he was in the brigade, the general secretary personally talked to him, hoping that he could carefully consider his whereabouts. Everyone knew how dangerous the special warfare brigade with the highest sacrifice rate in all major military regions was. His family was already talented. Withered, at that time, he chose to join the special warfare brigade, which was obviously not a rational choice.

But he still went. At that time, he told the general secretary directly that every day in the barracks he shouted the slogan of always being ready to sacrifice and always be ready to fight. If others can shout and do it, so can he. He neither wants to be given special care He is a soldier, a profession who dares and is willing to protect the country with his life, because his whole family is a soldier, and even most of them are martyrs. With that kind of glory, he is not qualified to escape danger and enjoy comfort!

In the end, with his grandfather's personal nod and permission, he entered the most elite but also the most dangerous place, perhaps not as special as the Zhongnanhai Special Service Brigade, but that place was more strict and formal, because they were not dead soldiers, but The most elite fighters!

In the first year of entering, he entered the most powerful totem squadron in the special warfare brigade.

That year, he was 25 years old, with the rank of colonel, and we were preparing to get married.

He is really outstanding, even in the elite special warfare brigade everywhere, he quickly emerged.

26 years old, deputy captain of the Totem Squadron of the Chinese Special Operations Brigade.

That year, we got married.

At the age of 27, that was his most critical year, because that year, he sat in the position of captain of the Totem Squadron, a position that had always been held concurrently by the deputy brigade commander.

So in less than half a year, he became the second person in the special warfare brigade and was awarded the title of major general.

Mayfair was born that year.

At that time, almost everyone was sure that in a few decades, he would be the vice chairman of the Military Commission of China. That was also the happiest time for me. I had a husband, a daughter, and a career. I was very satisfied, really.

28 is old.

Towards the end of the year, there was a small disagreement at the top of the military and political circles.

The main reason stems from a confidential task that is still classified as a top secret file.

In other words, it was a mission that everyone knew was bound to die.

The Zhongnanhai Special Service Brigade dispatched 15 people to conduct joint operations with the military.

At that time, the military's list of missions could not be determined. Some people suggested that the real vanguard and soldier kings should be drawn from the special brigades of the seven military regions.

Someone suggested that some secret special service teams in the capital and the special service brigade should work together.

Some people say that special brigades are required to go out on missions.

It is said that there were constant conflicts of opinion at that high-level meeting, because everyone knew that it was not so much to perform a mission as to die, and the chance of surviving was not even one in ten.

Do you know who made the final list for that operation? "

Ye Wei's tone suddenly paused, and she asked Wang Fuxing in a strange and desolate tone.

Wang Fuxing remained silent, a wry smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak.

"It was decided by my good father personally. The Zhongnanhai Special Service Brigade and the Totem Squadron of the Special Operations Brigade, a total of 42 people, went to the United States for joint operations!"

Ye Wei said in a flat tone: "In that meeting, the vice chairman of the Military Commission did not speak from the beginning to the end. At that time, Chen Zhengxian, the leader of the Chen family who was still the chief of the general staff, directly dropped the glass. The most ridiculous thing was that I didn't say anything I don’t know, it wasn’t until the day before my husband’s mission that he told me that he had to go to the United States for some trivial matters.

I will always remember that day, the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, there was no thirty in the twelfth lunar month of that year.

That mission was jointly commanded by my husband and a senior from the Secret Service Brigade, and the execution was crisp and neat, but it was also tragic.

Of the 42 people, it took three days to complete the task, and only two returned to China in the end.

without him. "

When Ye Wei said the last three words, Ye Wei's tone was hollow and lifeless, and Wang Fuxing could almost clearly feel the despair of the woman who just got married and brought a child back then.

"In that mission, all 15 members of the Special Service Brigade died, and 27 members of the Totem Squadron sacrificed 25 of them. One was disabled for life, and the other returned home with the fruit of victory and his disabled companion. His name is Chen Fengchu."

"The conflict between the Ye family and the Chen family originated from my marriage with my husband. It really became the beginning of the stalemate because of my father's selection of candidates for the mission and Chen Fengchu's promotion."

"40 people died in the United States. So far, even the corpses have not been found, and no one has found any corpses. Because of the confidentiality of the mission, there was not even a symbolic ceremony at the end. Everyone chose collective silence, and Forget, no one is talking about the sacrificed characters, including my husband, whether others remember it or not, but in my heart, he will always be the biggest hero! I married him and gave birth to him, and I will never regret it !"

Wang Fuxing remained silent, recalling in his mind the scene when he just met Chen Fengchu and sent him to the airport that night.

At that time, Chen Fengchu had talked about his predecessor, the loneliness of a hero, and the loneliness of a widow, but Wang Fuxing that night never thought that he would know his wife and children one day.

He is indeed a hero.

but…

"Then what am I?"

Wang Fuxing asked with a smile, heroes are indeed worthy of praise and tears, but they will never belong to his world.

"Hero."

Ye Wei gave the answer directly.

"But I once told myself that in this life, I only love heroes, not heroes."

Ye Wei continued to add another sentence.

"Do you know what a hero is?"

Wang Fuxing smiled and asked lightly.

"don't know."

Ye Wei looked sad, shook her head slightly, seemed to think of something, smiled, revealing a sense of self-mockery and helplessness that could not escape the arrangement of fate, and said softly: "But you will let me understand, won't you?"

"of course."

Wang Fuxing smiled: "I will not only let you understand, I will let everyone in the world understand."

He raised his hand and clenched his fist suddenly.

Heroes make elegy, but heroes are always making history.

Wang Fuxing did not envy the former.

One day, he will go farther and farther on his own path until he tells the world.

The hero of the royal family.

Undead and undefeated!