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Chapter 65 Old Man Touching Porcelain?

Handsome, simply too handsome.

I always knew that Si Zhanbei was good-looking, but I never realized that he could be so handsome.Sheng Fenghua dared to say that as long as Si Zhanbei stood in front of the screen, other national male gods would definitely stand aside.

"Daughter-in-law, what's the matter?" Seeing Sheng Fenghua staring at him blankly, Si Zhanbei was a little puzzled, turned around to check his clothes, and asked again: "Is it not good-looking?"

Sheng Fenghua came back to his senses, did not speak, but directly pulled Si Zhanbei to the mirror for him to see for himself.

Si Zhanbei raised his head and looked in the mirror, the first thing he saw was not himself, but Sheng Fenghua's delicate face.

It is said that people rely on clothes and makeup, and horses rely on saddles. The clothes Sheng Fenghua used to wear were all brought from the countryside, which looked a bit rustic.But today, with her clothes on, no one would say that she is a girl from the country.

This dress matched her aura very well, making her look like a budding flower, tender and charming.

After watching Sheng Fenghua, look at yourself again. He is dressed casually, which is less cold and tough than when he was wearing military uniform, and more soft. With his face like a knife and axe, he directly throws those little fresh meat In other words, what national male gods have been mentioned on TV recently for several blocks.

Looking at the two people in the mirror, one as delicate as an elf, the other as handsome as a god, Si Zhanbei nodded in satisfaction.Not bad, very good match.

"How is it? My eyesight is fine." Sheng Fenghua was quite satisfied looking at the two in the mirror. The only thing that made her a little dissatisfied was that her body was too thin and her face was a little dark.

It seems that her face needs to be taken good care of, otherwise she really won't be worthy of the magnificent Si Zhanbei.

"Very good!" Si Zhanbei hooked his lips with a smile, then turned around and went to change clothes.People who are used to wearing military uniforms still feel comfortable in military uniforms.

Sheng Fenghua didn't say anything about Si Zhanbei changing his clothes.After all, Si Zhanbei is just a hanger, no matter what he wears, he is so handsome, so she can't take his eyes off it.

Therefore, Sheng Fenghua secretly vowed in his heart that he must guard Si Zhanbei in this life, and he must not let others snatch it away.

After buying the clothes, the couple went to buy curtains and other things.

By the time everything is bought, it's time for lunch.Therefore, the two of them were not in a hurry to return to the army, but found a place to eat first.

It was Sheng Fenghua's first visit to the city, so Si Zhanbei found the place to eat, a very ordinary dumpling restaurant.

The storefront is ordinary, but the inside is very clean, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"Battalion Commander, you're here." As soon as Si Zhanbei entered the shop, the boss came out with a smile.

"You know each other?" Sheng Fenghua asked with a smile, seeing that the two were familiar with each other.

"This is Chen Ruilong, my former soldier. He got injured in a mission and was discharged from the army. He couldn't bear to leave this city, so he opened a dumpling restaurant here."

After introducing Chen Ruilong's situation, Si Zhanbei said to Chen Ruilong: "This is my wife, your sister-in-law."

"Hi, sister-in-law! This is the first time for sister-in-law to come here, so I have to prepare some good dishes." Chen Ruilong welcomed the two of them into the shop while talking.

After calling the two of them to sit down, Chen Ruilong went into the kitchen.

Si Zhanbei and Sheng Fenghua were sitting and talking, and while they were talking, they suddenly heard someone shouting outside the shop: "It's not good, the old man fell down?"

"Brother, he suddenly fell in front of you, couldn't it be because of Pingci?"

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