Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 95
This woman started picking three and four again.

Didn't you say you won't quarrel in the future?It seems that she just said that casually at the time, and didn't plan to implement it seriously.

Not only did she want to dislike him, but Song Zhiwei also planned to change his playlist by herself.

"I'll send you some nice pop songs via bluetooth, listen to them." She put down her lunch box, took out her mobile phone, and wanted to send him the songs.

Two black lines appeared on Wei Xuan's forehead, reminding him, "Eat."

After a busy day, isn't she hungry?I don't take a meal seriously, no wonder I'm so thin.

"The box lunch won't run away here, so why worry?" Song Zhiwei pushed him and urged, "Turn on the Bluetooth."

Wei Xuan was speechless and could only listen to her.

"Hey, why do you have so many unread messages on WeChat, and many people looking for you?" Song Zhiwei happened to glance at his phone screen when he was uploading the song, and asked curiously.

"Anti-flood group." Wei Xuan clicked on WeChat and let her read it.

Dozens of messages are really flood fighting groups.

Song Zhiwei was puzzled: "Isn't it very busy to fight the flood? Why does such a person have time to talk so much nonsense?"

It's really nonsense, and there are more than a dozen in an instant.

"The comrades in the rear are concerned about the situation on the front line." Wei Xuan explained.

"Oh." Song Zhiwei nodded, and heard him mention the rear, so she said casually, "That Battalion Commander Liu knew about our relationship and told you to treat him to a drink after you go back."

"Yeah." Wei Xuan nodded.

Liu Meng was entrusted by him to help Song Zhiwei's family, and he owed him a favor.

Passing the song to Wei Xuan, Song Zhiwei urged: "Listen quickly, is it better than your nostalgic songs and folk songs?"

Wei Xuan turned off the player, glanced at her, "Eat."

Song Zhiwei curled her lips, "Listening to music while eating can help increase your appetite, you dull person."

However, she obediently picked up the lunch box and continued eating.

No mood?Wei Xuan thought of someone with sentimentality.

His tone became a little sour, "Cai Zhi is emotional."

The irritable Song Zhiwei pinched his arm fiercely, "Didn't I tell you all about it on WeChat? I told him clearly. What are you still eating?"

Wei Xuan originally wanted to say that not only should he make it clear, but also that he should not contact him again in the future.

But he didn't want to quarrel with Song Zhiwei because of such an insignificant "little person" like Cai Zhi, so he held back what he wanted to say.

But Song Zhiwei was not as "sensible" as him, and mentioned another character, "I said that Ye Jiaqi had a crush on you since she was a child, do you know?"

Wei Xuan froze for a moment, "Who said that?"

Song Zhiwei glared at him, her voice was a little loud: "Of course she said it herself, why, do you still want to quibble?"

Because she still had food in her mouth, she choked when she got excited.

Wei Xuan handed her the water with a black face, really like a child who can still choke on a meal.

After drinking the water, Song Zhiwei didn't intend to let Wei Xuan go, so she bumped Wei Xuan with her elbow and asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Wei Xuan replied indifferently: "I don't know."

"Really?" Song Zhiwei raised her eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously.

In order to silence her, Wei Xuan put half of the vegetables in his box into her box.

Song Zhiwei yelled, "What are you doing for me? I'm not a pig, so how can I eat so much?"

She "returned" the food to Wei Xuan again.

"You're too thin." Wei Xuan took a piece of meat and fed it into her mouth.

"You just lost weight, how can you grow back if you don't eat more?" Song Zhiwei also picked up a chopstick and fed it to him.

Just as you were feeding me and I was feeding you, someone knocked on the door.

Song Zhiwei quickly jumped off the bed and shouted, "Please come in."

A soldier with a laptop came in, and he saluted the two of them, "Battalion Commander, sister-in-law."

Wei Xuan also saluted him back.

The soldier came in, "Battle Commander, the computer you want."

After Wei Xuan took it, the soldier left.

Song Zhiwei asked curiously, "What do you need a computer for?"

"Office." Wei Xuan put the computer aside and motioned for her to sit back.

Song Zhiwei frowned, "You just had surgery yesterday, and you start working today?"

Wei Xuan looked at her, "There is no operation on the hand."

Song Zhiwei stared at him, "Can the work be done? Give me some peace these two days, and I won't allow you to mess around."

"Yeah. Let's eat first." Wei Xuan nodded perfunctorily.

"Did you hear that?" Why couldn't Song Zhiwei see his perfunctory, angrily pinched his arm again.

Is this woman violent?
Wei Xuan glanced at the nail prints on his arm and was speechless.

Song Zhiwei simply took the computer away and put it in the locker.

Only now did Song Zhiwei walk back contentedly, urging Wei Xuan to finish his meal.

After the meal, Song Zhiwei lay lazily on Wei Xuan's shoulder, listening to music with headphones.

The afterglow of the setting sun came in through the window, followed by a gust of breeze, the orange curtains swayed gently, and a pair of bi lovers clinging to each other at the head of the bed.

This peaceful "picture" of years is extraordinarily warm and beautiful in the disaster-stricken land.

Song Zhiwei had a whim to look at Wei Xuan's previous photos.

"I haven't been to the border yet. You have been there for six years. You must have a lot of photos. Show me."

She wants to be involved in his present life, so knowing his past is also essential.

Wei Xuan clicked on the photo album, and there were hundreds of pictures in it.

Song Zhiwei was a little surprised, "I thought you didn't like taking pictures, why are there so many pictures?"

"Most of them were taken by others." Wei Xuan clicked on one of them, and it was full of landscape photos, "These are taken by me."

Song Zhiwei, who had just said that she wanted to see the scenery of the border, was no longer interested in landscape photos at this time. She asked him to click back, "What's so good about these stones and trees? I want to see photos of people. What did you look like when you were young?"

According to Wei Xuan, he clicked on another photobooth. There are many photos of him in it, but almost all of them are photos taken with others, either in a meeting or inspection.

"When was this photo taken?" Curious baby Song Zhiwei kept asking questions as she browsed, "Do you know this beautiful female soldier next to her? Why are you so stern when everyone else is laughing?"

Wei Xuan patiently answered her one by one.

Thinking it was too slow to watch, Song Zhiwei grabbed his phone and flipped through it by herself.

Older photos have lower pixels and some are blurred.

Song Zhiwei read more than half of it and found it meaningless, so she wanted to return the phone to him.

At this time, she saw a photo of a woman, which was a colloidal photo taken with a mobile phone.

Although it was a little blurry, it could be seen that the woman was very beautiful, and her smile was very sweet.

(End of this chapter)