Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Xinglan is really God and man."

Her father was worried about Han Shaoqing, but it was only suspicion.

Lu Xinglan, from the first sight of Han Shaoqing, made it clear that the other party was a complete hypocrite.

"I'll call Xinglan then."

“OK！”

Zhen Yujie chirped for a while, suddenly remembered something, and looked more excited.

"Yingying, I'd like to tell you a good news. Today, a leader will come to our school to give a speech. I heard that he is very handsome and has a big background. It's time to give a speech soon. We have to go and occupy a good position quickly!"

Feng Ying wants to say that she is not interested, but Zhen Yujie has taken her to the auditorium.

The auditorium is the largest Hall of Yunqing University. It will not be opened unless it receives heavyweights.

By the time they arrived, many people had arrived.

They quietly found a seat slightly in front and sat down. More than ten minutes later, there were more and more people. Finally, the whole auditorium was full, and there was no spare seat.

Feng Ying cannot help feeling.

Fortunately, only seniors who are about to graduate are allowed to attend, otherwise even if this place is big, it will not be enough.

"Coming!"

After a commotion, I don't know who said it, and the scene immediately quieted down.

The lights on the stage lit up, and Yunqing's headmaster came to the stage and made some encouraging remarks on a routine basis. Then the conversation turned and said in an impassioned voice, "today, we Yunqing have the honor to invite the youngest major general in China, who is known as the legendary god of war by the media, to give a speech for us!"

"Warm welcome, general Chi Yan!"

make love!

At this moment, applause thundered.

Pool banquet?

Feng Ying's small mouth opened into a circle, and his sagging vision immediately threw itself on the stage.

At the right entrance, a row of soldiers with straight posture and unified military uniforms filed in, with neat steps and awe inspiring momentum.

Even if it was so far away, I could feel the iron and blood breath coming to my face, which immediately calmed everyone under the stage.

People unconsciously held their breath.

With a shallow footsteps, a pool banquet in a navy blue uniform appeared slowly.

He raised a hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately stopped, standing still like a sculpture, which shows his prestige.

He himself came to the lecture step by step under the warm welcome of the headmaster, and his light eyes fell on the stage.

"Wow -"

At the moment he appeared, a female classmate wanted to scream uncontrollably, but the next second, when the light line of sight passed her, she only felt cold and could not make a sound again.

Not only him, but others feel the same way.

Obviously, he just stood there, there was a kind of authority that the king came to the world and the ministers had to obey.

"Good morning, everyone."

The light voice rang through the whole venue, and everyone stared at the man on the stage without blinking.

Girls, in particular, have a red heart in their eyes. They look like they can't wait to rush over and promise each other. Even Zhen Yujie, who is used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, looks crazy.

"Yingying, this man is so handsome. How much do I have to spend to sleep with him all night?"

“……”

These mortals who look at their faces!

Feng Ying looked at the banquet carefully. He was slender but not thin. His standing posture was elegant and graceful. His temperament was better than his impeccable appearance.

Cold, introverted, casual, and a little mysterious laziness that is both right and evil.

So contradictory, but also so provocative.