Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Yingying, don't be capricious!" Feng Yuanshan, who has always loved his daughter, also sank his face.

"If you encounter any accident, it's too late for you to regret when the pool banquet comes back safely!"

"But..."

"No, but!" Feng's mother said without any room for discussion, "from today on, I'll stay here. You're not allowed to go anywhere!"

“……”

Feng Ying was silent and asked her to wait like this. It was hard to sleep and eat.

But she didn't want to be impulsive in exchange for a worse situation.

What should I do?

"Yingying, trust the pond banquet."

Looking at Feng Ying's small face, which was pale without a trace of blood, and even the always flexible cat's eye had no look of the past, Zhen Yujie was sad. She sat down and took her shoulder and patted her back gently.

"Didn't he promise you to come back safely? You should also believe that he won't leave you and your children."

Feng Ying leaned into her arms, closed his eyes and gave a gentle hum.

Pool banquet

As long as you come back, I promise I won't play tricks on you again.

As long as you come back, I don't want your proposal.

As long as you come back, I just want you to come back alive.

……

L country.

In an area known as the death Canyon, a team of people in camouflage clothes are resting in place.

The man with his back to the mountain mausoleum stood straight. He kept on driving for several days, which made his neat military uniform stained with dust, large and small. A pair of brown military boots were also a little dirt.

"How long?"

He turned around, the white handsome face was not in the slightest emotion, calm and terrible.

"Two hours."

The same woman dressed in camouflage clothes stepped forward, the mask on her face blocked her face, and only a pair of cold Feng eyes remained calm.

She raised her hand and pointed, "follow the canyon to the East. After a few thousand meters, you can leave here and reach Linhai. There is a cliff there. Fu Yuan is there."

The pond banquet answered, "I'll be on my way in fifteen minutes."

"OK."

The woman was about to walk away when she saw him looking in a certain direction with complex colors in his eyes.

Guilt, reluctance, forbearance

She pursed her lips, hesitated again and again, but still opened her mouth, "do you want to call her?"

"... forget it."

Chi Yan's expression loosened for a moment, and the complexity in his eyes turned into firmness.

He glanced at the woman faintly, "when cooperating with me, didn't you declare in advance that this matter must be kept secret, and you can't even mention Feng Ying, Lu Xinglan."

"... bear it again."

She whispered softly. She didn't know whether she was telling Chi Yan or herself, "it's fast."

Chi Yan raised his head and looked at the gradually brightening sky.

It has been a week since he disappeared.

I don't know how worried Feng Ying should be. As long as he thinks of this, he has an impulse to leave everything and return to her.

It's just an arrow on the string.

"Sir."

Xiao Lian came over, glanced at Lu Xinglan sitting in the shade of the tree, carefully wiping the pistol, and asked in a low voice, "is this woman credible“

"No doubt about employing people, no need to doubt people." Chi Yan's face was light, "since I choose to trust her, I won't doubt it any more."

Xiao Lian nodded. Since the officer said she was credible, he believed the officer's judgment.

However, there is still a sense of instability in my heart.