Remarriage sweet love: military commander please restraint

Chapter 110 Can't Help You
Shui Yi stared dumbfounded at a man who was said to be very busy passing in front of him calmly, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Comrade Chief, are you sure you are not joking?
"Shui Yixin, why are you with Lie Feng?" Yuan Ruxin finally calmed herself down and asked.

Shui Yixin looked up at the sky, she also wanted to know this question, but if she asked, Comrade Fourth Master would definitely give her three words: think for yourself.

"For this answer, I think it would be better for Major Yuan to ask Fourth Master directly?" She said, and hung up the phone directly, otherwise she didn't know what the woman was trying to ridicule.

He returned to the living room with his mobile phone, and handed it to Leng Liefeng, "You didn't save her mobile phone number?" If Yuan Ruxin knew about this, tsk tsk tsk, that kind of sad feeling.

Leng Liefeng didn't answer the phone, and took her to sit down to eat. Fang Fei had already brought Fang Zheng out.

Shui Yixin twitched the corners of his mouth again, withdrew his hand awkwardly, and put the phone in the pocket of his coat.

"Why do you want to save her mobile phone number?" Leng Liefeng said as a matter of course, Lin Zhan would naturally contact whoever he was looking for, and reached out to take the chopsticks to her: "Let's eat, I will take you back to city A tomorrow morning .”

"No, I'll just go back by myself." Shui Yixin knew the reason why he asked him to come, one was to see himself, and the other was to help him persuade Fang Fei on this matter.

It's a pity that they didn't even pass Fang Zheng's level.

He lowered his head to eat, and listened to Fangzheng telling himself about Leng Liefeng.

After dinner, Fang Fei silently cleaned up the dishes, and the cold wind pushed Fang Zheng out to watch the moonlight in the yard.

Shui Yixin was bored by herself, and went to look at Fang Fei's model airplanes. She had never been interested in this, but she was amazed at his craftsmanship.

"That is the J-8 high-altitude and high-speed interceptor, a second-generation fighter."

The airplane model in Shui Yixin's hand was taken away by Fang Fei, and Shui Yixin also heard the longest sentence after entering the door.

Shui Yixin looked at Fang Fei who was carefully cleaning the model, as if he understood what Leng Liefeng said, he was born for flying, bent down and picked up another smaller but more delicate model.

"That's J-[-], I heard from my father, but I've never seen the real J-[-]." Fang Fei lowered his head and said, with disappointment in his voice.

Shui Yixin looked at the exquisite model in his hand, "Are they all fighter jets?"

Fang Fei nodded, but said nothing.

The two people who were looking at the moonlight outside were listening to the chatting of the people inside. Although the conversation was intermittent, it was already the time when Fang Fei talked the most.

Fangzheng sighed: "You brought a good helper."

"I just brought her here for the squad leader to see." Leng Liefeng said calmly, sitting on the railing and looking at the night sky, "What a day." He said, his slender hands gliding past him: "Night Breeze Level 23, humidity [-], southerly wind, right wing banked [-] degrees, best flight."

Fang Fei raised his head and looked outside, Shui focused on him, watching his hand slowly raised, sliding completely according to Leng Liefeng's gesture.

Leng Liefeng withdrew his hand: "You taught us these things for 13 years, but I have only been in contact with them for 13 years, and Fang Fei has been in contact with them for 18 years. In this regard, he is my senior brother."

Shui Yixin held the model in his hand and looked at Fang Fei's abrupt withdrawal of his hand.

"Fang Fei, if one day you could drive the J-[-] by yourself, what would you do?"

"Over the mountain of death."

In a word, let the indoors and outdoors be quiet.

Fangzheng's hands that were placed on the blanket were slightly clenched, his arms were tense due to force, and his lips were tightly pursed. All of this showed that he was making the final cover up of his emotions at this time.

When the bell rang at nine o'clock, Fang Fei put down the model in his hand and got up, went to push Fang Zheng back to the room: "Dad, it's time for you to rest."

Shui Yixin came out of the room and watched Fang Fei pushing Fang Zheng in.

Leng Liefeng sat on the railing, looked at the sky, and kept silent.

Shui Yixin went over to stand beside him, and said apologetically, "I really want to, but I can't help you." He had expectations for himself, but he could only disappoint him.

Leng Liefeng reached out and held her slightly cold hand, pulled her into his arms and sat down, and put his chin on her shoulder wearily: "You have tried your best, maybe the monitor is right, I am too selfish He lost his legs because of flying, but I still want to deprive him of his son."

Shui Yixin didn't struggle this time: "Is this your first failure?" Even facing himself, he didn't fail.

Leng Liefeng closed his eyes and remained silent.

Shui Yixin stretched out his hand to hold his hand: "Fourth Master, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been a dilemma. Without him, you can still find another one, but if the squad leader loses a son, there will be no next one. "

"I know." Knowing everything, Fang Fei is not the best, but he is the most optimistic, but he will not make things difficult for him.

"Go and rest, we will go back tomorrow morning." Leng Liefeng pushed her up, watched her enter the guest room, looked up at the bright moonlight, and sighed.

In the office of a certain university, Yuan Ruxin hasn't looked into anything since she hung up the phone in the afternoon.

Thinking of Leng Liefeng and Shui being together now, it felt like a fire was burning in her heart.

Originally, Leng Liefeng would not be so indiscriminate between public and private during work, but now, he is with Shui Yixin.

She reached out and took the mobile phone on the table, and after thinking about it, she called Yuan Ruyun. She couldn't just let Shui Yixin stay by Leng Liefeng's side, otherwise she really would have no chance at all.

Shui Yixin tossed and turned in the guest room all night without rest, got up in the early morning and went out, leaning against the door of the guest room and looking at the person who was still sitting in the wind.

Slowly, one hand was placed on his shoulder. He was not only a good soldier, but also a leader who cultivated good soldiers for the country.

At this moment, Shui Yixin felt that he was one step closer to him, and slowly began to spy on his world.

"I proposed to divorce brother Hao Han last week, but he went to America suddenly, so this matter may have to wait for a while." For some reason, she suddenly wanted to talk about this matter.

Leng Liefeng raised his eyebrows, he still knew what Yun Haohan was thinking, but he didn't expect him to use such a method.

He raised his hand to hold her waist and said, looking at the slowly rising sun: "I have been fighting in the dark for more than ten years, not bad for these few days."

Shui Yixin suddenly felt that the black line on her forehead rose with the sun, and she really thought too much.

(End of this chapter)