Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

"What is a tattoo? How? " Fu Jin came and lay down next to them.

"It's popular now, that is, first draw a good-looking pattern on you, and then walk with a special tattoo needle and potion. When it's finished, it won't come off after washing! " Aini explained to Fu Jin.

"Yes, I think many little girls have tattoos now!" Su Tingzhen was afraid of meeting Fu Jin and moved his body inside.

"... Oh! Let's talk about it then. " Fu Jin was obviously not very interested in these. After talking for a while, the three began to rest. In the afternoon, a phone call came from Su Tingyi's shop, and Aini followed her away. Fu Jin saw off his good friend and wanted to see what Su Tinghe was doing. He stepped up to the second floor and came to the study.

"Well... According to the training planned before, send me the report on time every day." In the study, Su Tinghe was standing in front of the window to make a phone call. Fu Jin came in and didn't dare to make a sound. He sat on the sofa and waited quietly.

"... OK, I signed those this morning for Gangzi to take back... Well, first, hang up!" Looking at Fu JinSu who came in, Tinghe said a few more words before he hurriedly hung up the phone.

"They're gone?" Put the mobile phone on the desk. Su Tinghe went to the sofa and sat down next to Fu Jin.

"Oh, there's something in the Tingyi store. I called her and called her away. Sister Aini also went back along the way." Fu Jin nodded.

"Happy today?" Reaching out and gently holding the man on his lap, Su Tinghe looked at Fu Jin with mild eyes and was in a good mood.

"Why do you ask? Are you unhappy? " Raising his face, Fu Jin looked at the handsome Su Tinghe in front of him and felt that he liked him more and more.

"Can I be happy to rush me to the study alone?" With a trace of sadness, big hand began to cruise upstream of his soft body in front of him. But she carefully avoided her wound.

"Don't touch me! Itch! " Fu Jin sat on other people's legs and couldn't stand his constant harassment. He began to struggle around.

"... be careful not to move the wound, or I'll think you did it on purpose." Su Tinghe hooked his lips and took Fu Jin to his arms. He also deliberately straightened his body to let her know his current change.

"..." obviously felt the hardness under his little ass, and Fu Jin was too frightened to move easily.

From the lingering night before Su Tinghe went out to now, because Fu Jin was injured, Su Tinghe has been afraid to get too close to her. Every day, I hold her carefully to sleep, and I worry about touching her wound from time to time.

A few days ago, the doctor came to remove the thread for Fu Jin. The wound healed well. Su Tinghe also put down his hanging heart. Now they are alone. The man who has tasted the taste of bone eating and lingering is a little confused at this moment.

"Xiao Jin, I don't want to do anything with you. The old saying doesn't say that the spring night is bitter and the day rises high. Since then, the king doesn't have an early Dynasty. Now I deeply understand the meaning of this sentence. "

"... nonsense, don't you become a fan of color and mislead King Zhou of Shang Dynasty!" Fu Jin broke Su Tinghe's big hand and came down from him. "I'm not Daji who brings disaster to the country and the people. You'd better deal with your official business quickly! Let me go... Ah! " Before she finished speaking, she was light and had been picked up by the man standing up in the back.

"Daji doesn't have your ability! Baby, if you want to go, wait until I'm full! " The deep and dumb voice stayed in the outer room in Fu Jin's exclamation. As the door of the lounge closed, a low and charming breath and a man's uncontrollable sigh came from inside soon

Fu Jin, who was recuperating, didn't worry too much about her studies. Before, with the help of Aini, she had finished several lessons in the new semester in advance, and Aini said that her understanding and cognition were no problem with her sophomore year.

Li Yijun also timely informed Su Tinghe of the test results. Unexpectedly, Fu Jin ranked first in the whole department, which made the Su family very happy. Who is not satisfied with finding such a smart daughter-in-law?

Under the quiet recuperation of the old lady and Wanru, Fu Jin not only recovered quickly, but also grew a lot taller. Every time he looked at her short pants, Su Tinghe would joke that his girl had grown up again. That tone was like a big parent.

A month later, Fu Jin officially returned to school to start classes, but this time after school every day, Su Tinghe would come to pick her up.

Fu Jin found that Su Tinghe seemed to have left a great psychological shadow because of his injury before. Now no matter where she goes and who she is with, Su Tinghe has to ask carefully. It's impossible to go out alone.

Although he knew that he was afraid of his own accident, the feeling of losing his freedom made Fu Jin feel a little uncomfortable. Su Tinghe was too nervous. She also knew the whole story before. But think of several Han Pei who were so crazy!

Fu Jin, who always thinks he's making a mountain out of a molehill, can't help getting angry, but he has to come to pick himself up after a busy day

The weather is getting warmer. Spring in Kyoto comes much earlier than that in Northeast China. Fu Jin has taken off her winter clothes and changed into her spring clothes. Her clothes look simple, but they are all unique products designed by Su Tingyu. There is no same style in the world.

Today, the school conducted a skill evaluation. After completing a series of examinations in a black sportswear, Fu Jin was called to the examination room by the counselor with a little sweat.

"... is that you?" Looking at the familiar old man standing in front of him, Fu Jin recalled it and remembered it on his horse.

"Hehe, girl, remember me, good!" Today, the old man wore a gray windbreaker and a top hat. He smiled kindly at Fu Jin and said, "I saw you passing by. Let's talk while walking!"

"... OK." Fu Jin looked at the counselor and followed the old man to the quiet bamboo forest on one side.

"Fu Jin, right?" the old man began to chat with Fu Jin. "You are from Northeast China. You are less than 18 years old this year, but your results are very surprising."

"... how can you be so clear?" Fu Jin asked with alert.

"Ha ha, girl, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person." The old man said happily, "do you know what I do?"

"... if it's convenient for you, please say." Fu Jin was curious. The old man gave Fu Jin the feeling of being as upright as a pine and cypress, but he didn't know who he was. He was always uneasy.

"There is a special department in China, which is directly under the general staff headquarters but not in the military establishment. The people who work here have no files, names, identities. They are engaged in all walks of life in various identities, but they have the same ideal and belief for the same purpose. "

"... what's that job?" With great surprise, Fu Jin didn't feel like asking. What kind of work is this? It sounds so mysterious.

"The secret agents of the security department (made up) say that they are for the peace of the world at large and for the peace of their motherland at a small time." The old man looked at the green bamboo in front of him. "They have the noble integrity and perseverance of green bamboo, and provide our country with a valuable source of information in danger. Even if many people sacrifice, no one knows! "

"..." Fu Jin was deeply moved. She knew that Su Tinghe faced unpredictable dangers every day for the people of the country, but she never knew that there was such a department where a group of people were protecting their country in another way.

"Why did you tell me this? I think these should be very confidential things! "