Lieutenant, stand at attention and rest!

She was surrounded by him forcefully in a small hidden corner, and her breathing was oppressed by his eyes to the point of difficulty.

"Mu Feng..." She whispered in a low voice, wondering if her nonsensical behavior made her well-behaved husband disgusted again. .Although the gift was given from the bottom of his heart, he must have been irritated mad by revealing his treasure in front of the soldiers without his permission. .

Looking into his deep and deep eyes, I felt even more uneasy. .

"Have all the presents been delivered?" He suddenly asked without thinking.

She was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "It's over?" She counted and counted 27 birthday presents, and there must be one missing.

He stared at her strangely, with a disappointed expression on his face. . .

Is this calculating guy still angry at her recklessness just now?Yao Xiaojing reached out and tugged at his buttons uneasily, begging for mercy in a low voice: "Mu Feng... don't be angry, okay... Today is your birthday, you are the biggest. I will listen to whatever you say."

He looked at her, and gave her a bump on the forehead while no one was spared: "then I want one more gift."

Want more?Gift?

Yao Xiaojing was stunned. 27 items are not to his liking?It was still the gift he wanted, and it couldn't be bought with money. . .yes. . .

Feeling her little butt being groped by his big hands, Yao Xiaojing immediately turned into a little wooden chicken.Mu Feng. . .Is this the gift you want?

This is too difficult.

Through a translucent glass door, her Mu Feng evil wolf had a temper tantrum, is he coming to ask her for a gift?

She was itchy and uneasy, and he was panting and tired like a pit bull. .

After tossing and tossing for a while, Yao Xiaojing finally felt that the situation was not going right: "Mu Feng...why do you always touch my PP..." He was now fighting with her lower body.

Chen Mufeng frowned and paused.

Suddenly, she took out a crumpled bag from her deep inner pocket. . . .handkerchief.

"Ah----------" Yao Xiaojing was in a mess in the wind. .

She was so ugly that she couldn't be more ugly, and the embroidered handkerchief that was going to be kept as a shameful souvenir actually fell into his hands. . .

"What is this?" His eyes were like obsidian that would glow in the dark, shining brightly when he stared at her.

Killing cannot be recognized as her "masterpiece".

"Oh? A handkerchief? I went to the town to look at it and bought it..."

Chen Mufeng frowned, and deliberately asked in confusion: "Is it... pretty?" The handkerchief crumpled up in her hand was suspected to have a pattern of moons and stars, and she really couldn't see any advantages in it that made her want to buy it.

"It's not bad...it's the style I like...really! Mu Feng, look at the moon on the handkerchief, it looks so similar to the moon above our heads...ah...it doesn't look like it..." She pointed to the bright crescent moon in the sky and compared it with the big disc in his hand, and immediately shed invisible tears.

Chen Mufeng couldn't bear the pain of laughing, he covered his mouth, turned his face away and grinned silently at the moon in the little man's mouth. .

Turning back again, his expression became indescribably soft. He stroked the slightly rough surface of the handkerchief with his fingers, and finally his fingertips rested on the star pattern that took her the most time.

"Silly girl...do you think I'm a heartless husband?" He embraced the dazed Xiaojing into his arms, hugged him gently, and whispered in her ear, "As long as you send me the The gifts given to me, no matter how beautiful or ugly, no matter how high or low, are treasures worthy of my whole life." He took her little hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, his eyes were tender and gentle: "Hand...does it still hurt? ?”

Yao Xiaojing looked at her Mu Feng foolishly, seeing the deep pity and love in his eyes, and couldn't help murmuring: "You know everything?"

He didn't answer, but expressed his true thoughts with a powerful hug that took her breath away.

He thanks her.

Thank fate for bringing bright sunshine to his dark life. Her kindness and intelligence, her freshness and pure beauty, and her sincerity are like a seed deeply planted in his heart, which finally took root and sprouted at this moment after many years. .

For ever and ever, stay together forever.What more can a husband ask for if he has such a beloved man.

Holding Yi Ren in his arms, he felt so happy. Although the road ahead is still long, far, and difficult, but because of her participation in his life, he has become the richest and bravest man in the world.

He loves her and has no regrets in this life.

The joyful gathering in the entertainment room gradually reached a climax, and the captain of the Cloud Leopard, who had never contributed to any major entertainment cause, was pushed onto the stage by the soldiers.

"Team Yun!! Come one! Team Yun, come one!!"

"If you say you can sing, you can sing, you're not good at being coy!" Eggplant, who couldn't make a boring fart with three sticks, also yelled excitedly. .

Yun Leopard threw a black face over and yelled into the microphone: "Let me sing! I won't sing! What can you do to me!"

"Hahahaha..." After a brief silence, the entertainment room became manic. .

I don't know who gave Cao Ruoxuan a wink, and immediately, the most dazzling comedian in the whole team made his grand debut.I saw him rushing up to the table nimbly, clapping his hands together, and leading all his comrades to urge the Yun brigade to sing. . .

"Time --------" he yelled. .

"Precious --------" the soldiers united.

"Don't sing --------" continued to roar.

"No ----" continue to cooperate.

"Sing--------" "Simply--------"

"Refused---------" Cao Ruoxuan tried his best.

Everyone, including Yao Xiaojing, waved their arms at Team Yun on the stage: "Waste------"

Yun Leopard covered his ears, he couldn't bear the longing eyes of his group of soldiers, and heaved a long sigh, he couldn't help but waved at the soldiers below with the microphone: "Then let me sing a song... How about the green flower in the army."