Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

After all the calls came out, he still hugged the pipa and covered his face.

After waiting for a long time, Yang Jiran, full of mystery, finally appeared. Originally, such a big man should have noble and aura at least when he appeared on the scene. As a result, the first action she did was a yawn And then complained to Los: "Don't you let me call you later? No one has enough sleep."

The military division had a long-awaited expression, and Lu Zhanke and Ai Changhuan almost did not break their glasses. Is this really the big drug lord that makes people horrified? This is clearly a lovely girl next door. Although people are not beautiful, the contrast is too great, it is really difficult to accept.

Regarding such a Yang Jiran, Los not only did not feel dissatisfied, but responded with a pampering tone: "Sleeping too long is prone to headaches and getting active."

That way, it really seems to be coaxing a child, Ai Changhuan can't help but, oh my **** ...

Yang Ji dyed his hair, squinted forward, and said, "What's the matter?"

Los was guarding, lest she accidentally stumble: "It's Ye Shaoxiong and Jin Ruoyu."

"Isn't this something left to you to do? Why, didn't it happen?" Yang Jiran finally raised his eyes slightly, but still didn't go to see the other people in the scene. It looks like a wicked and poisonous drug lord, but like a rich man from a boudoir.

"It's done, but when everyone is here, you can take a moment to meet." Los was tempted with a temper.

Yang Jiran seemed to be persuaded, and finally raised his eyes and looked at the three people sitting opposite her. The military division knew her, and the other two must be Jin Ruoyu and Ye Shaoxiong.

When she saw Ai Changhuan, she only glanced lightly, because Jin Ruoyu's growth story is similar to her. The only difference is that she is stronger than Jin Ruoyu and does not need to rely on men to support the scene, so she has no interest when she sees When Lu Zhanke, she froze all of a sudden, her pupils dilated quickly and her mouth opened slightly, as if she saw something extraordinary, which surprised her.

"Boss ..." Rose frowned slightly, reminding him carefully.

"Like, it's really like ..." Yang Jiran murmured, and then got up and walked towards the Marine Zhanke, "If not ... I would almost think you were him ..."

Lu Zhanke stood up, looked at Yang Jiran who was walking towards himself, and said faintly: "Miss Yang ..."

Just before he finished speaking, Yang Jiran had stretched out his index finger to stop Lu Zhanke's lips: "Shh! Don't call me Miss Yang, call my name, call me Jiran ..."

"..." Lu Zhanke thought, what? Do I know you so well?

Ai Changhuan's face became unsightly a bit ugly. Before that, she had no good feelings about Yang Jiran, and the woman who dared to touch her man was her enemy!

Seeing that Lu Zhanke didn't say anything, Yang Jiran couldn't help but urged again: "Hurry up, let me hear ..."

Lu Zhanke took a step back and frowned at Yang Jiran: "Miss Yang, for the first time, thank you!"

Seeing Lu Zhanke's refusal, Yang Jiran's expression suddenly froze. The invisible murderousness made people shudder. Ai Changhuan thought that Yang Jiran's temper didn't seem to be very good ...

Ai Changhuan was wrong. Yang Jiran's temper was not bad, but was very changeable like a neurosis. She seemed angry to kill in the first second, and became aggrieved the next second. Blinking, big eyes, sucking his nose, he said, "I know, you are not him ... but the two of you really seem to look so disgusting even with a look of disdain for me, I think, It may be because you both have that temperament ... "

Although Los still maintained a smile, but the corners of his stiff lips and the eyes that gradually cooled down proved that he was very upset at the moment.

Ai Changhuan was a little curious about who this man who made Yang Jiran linger. She turned to see the military officer, and wanted to hear something from him, but did not expect to face the military officer's eyes as soon as she turned her head. Then, it didn't look like she suddenly looked at her, but instead stared at her for a long time, and she suddenly stopped.

And after she discovered that he was peeping at her, not only did he not embarrassedly turn his head to pretend to look at the scenery, but looked at her with a more intense look, as if he was hinting at her.

Ai Changhuan was confused and couldn't figure out why.

But she didn't care anymore, so she turned her head to see Lu Zhanke again.

Lu Zhanke was also surprised, so he said, "I don't know if Fang is inconvenient to ask, Miss Yang, who is this person?"

"His name is Chen Handong," Yang Jiran looked up, staring at him stupidly, "You must know him, right?"

Ai Changhuan took a deep breath in her heart. What does Yang Jiran mean? Does she already know that they are undercover?

Her heart fluttered, and she looked at the black men with guns all around. She was even more flustered. She froze her palms, but found that the palms were sweating a lot.

What would Marine Zhanke answer? She stared at him tightly, her heart hanging to her throat, as if she was about to jump out of her throat the next second.

Lu Zhanke's expression remained the same, and he calmly replied, "Well, I know, he hasn't chased behind my **** all these years."

Chen Handong has been seizing drugs for many years, so he naturally made many contacts with Ye Shaoxiong, and the real Ye Shaoxiong and Jin Ruoyu arrested him himself. He said that he knew nothing wrong.

Hearing Lu Zhanke's answer, Yang Jiran quickly flashed some emotions in his eyes, then bowed his head, smiled shamefully, and said, "Yeah, he is such a persistent person, he will not stop without achieving the goal ... I appreciate it This is exactly what he did ... "

"Oh? Did he chase after Miss Yang for years?" Lu Zhanke asked.

"No," Yang Jiran turned around, returned to his seat, and then drummed his cheeks, saying with dissatisfaction, "I was behind him. Unfortunately, I couldn't always catch up ... I still remember At that time, I came to China to talk about my first business, and it turned out that he was conspired before he started. It was he who saved me, and then I fell in love with him at first sight. Ah, yes, he didn't know my identity at that time. I dare not tell him ... I told him my name was Yang Jiran, and then asked him what his name was. He just told me coldly, his name was Chen Handong ... I know, I shouldn't be near him, but I really I like him very much ... "

Speaking of this, Yang Jiran couldn't help but smile, she remembered the scene at that time, which was very beautiful in her memory.

She said, "Hello, I'm glad to meet you. My name is Yang Jiran. What's your name?"

He didn't look at her, and said coldly, "Chen Handong."

Even if he was so cold, she could not restrain a fiery heart and kept talking to him: "Chen Handong, you don't seem to like talking too much?"

"..."

"Why don't you look at me?"

"..."

"Is it because I'm too ugly?" She screamed like a little sparrow and kept arguing.

"..."

She was like a little girl who fell into the whirlpool of love. She couldn't help herself, and even her father taught her people in the Yang family that they could n’t discard their pride no matter who they were or where they were. He was full of eyes, and even hovering downstairs in his house.

Chen Handong asked her what she was doing, and she said in grievance: "I ... I miss you a little, so I came. Why didn't you come to see me when you came back from the army?"

"..."

"Chen Handong ... I have something to tell you ..."

"..."

"... I found that I might like you ..."

"..."

"You must not refuse! This is the first time I have confessed."

"..."

"Oh, I don't think it's okay if you don't speak," she quickly put a kiss on his face. "This is a kiss of affection. From now on, we are male and female."

She ran quickly after speaking, but even as fast as she could, she heard Chen Handong's refusal after coming to herself. He said, "Sorry, I don't like you."

The only time Chen Handong approached her actively was to discover her identity and come to arrest her: "Why are you involved with the French money laundering organization? It is also suspected of organizing drugs."

She only smiled bitterly at the time: "Exactly why, I'm afraid I can't tell you, but ... will you catch me?"

"Will ..." It is his duty to fight crime and maintain peace, his mission, his irresistible responsibility.

She smiled and looked at him and said, "Chen Handong, I will not forget you, because ... I really love you ... whether you believe it or not ..."

She should have known that they were soldiers and thieves, and they were destined to go together. If one day comes together, it may only be in a relative position, holding a sharp sword, facing each other.

She did not hate Chen Handong, because she shot and injured him that day, and then fled back to France. She is still alive and easy, but she dare not follow the news about Chen Handong again.

Seeing Lu Zhanke's glance, she almost thought that it was Chen Handong, because they all had a sacred and inviolable temperament peculiar to soldiers, although they did not look like them.

Suddenly from the memories, Yang Jiran suddenly wanted to know the news of Chen Handong, so she turned to ask Ye Shaoxiong: "When did you last see Chen Handong? How was he? How was it? I have I haven't seen him for a long time, and I dare not think about him ... for fear of thinking, my heart will be terrible ... "

This question does not look like a big drug lord should ask.

Lu Zhanke was helpless, but he had to answer with patience: "It seems to be going well. I can work hard when chasing me. Many of my brothers are folded under his hands."

At this point, Los finally could not help but interjected, "I heard that he seemed to be married some time ago."

Jealousy is the easiest to make people mad and lose their sense of mind, so even if Yang Jiran, who is provoking, is unhappy, he must also say that she should not forget that man anymore.

"What? He's married?" Yang Jiran was surprised, and knocked over the tea cup at his hand. "He's married? He ..."

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