Marriage before love: Major General's confused little wife

Xu XingKong is not a hypocritical person. Since Yan Jiale has helped herself so much, she will not hesitate to help Yan Jiale now.

At the moment, Xu XingKong came to pat Yan Jiale on the shoulder and asked, "do you want to take photos with your mobile phone or with your camera? Want to shoot ambiguous or what kind of As a person who often takes pictures with a camera, she has many opinions.

For Xu XingKong, nothing is easier than taking photos.

Yan Jiale turned to look at Xu XingKong and her circle of friends, and then asked her, "what kind of photos do you think can make people feel ambiguous, but not ambiguous?"

He can't describe that, but he knows it. He just wants people to think that he has a girlfriend, but he doesn't want to make it clear.

After a pause, Yan Jiale bowed her head in frustration, and her voice became weak: "forget it, you don't understand what I'm talking about."

"I know." Xu XingKong nodded. Said: "you are photographed for others to see, and this person is the person you used to like, but now you want to let her know that you don't like her, right?"

Her voice is clear and crisp, her intonation is high and low. She doesn't make people hate her, but she is witty. Every sentence has touched Yan Jiale's heart.

Unexpectedly, Xu XingKong understood his intention at once, which surprised Yan Jiale. So quickly said: "you take."

Xu XingKong nodded and looked away from Yan Jiale's mobile phone. She recognized the woman in Yan Jiale's mobile phone, the popular actress Shen Yan, and her boyfriend.

Before going abroad, I had heard the gossip about them. At that time, Xu XingKong thought they were a good match. He didn't expect to get married so soon. More unexpectedly, Yan Jiale actually knew Shen Yan and liked her.

Don't know how, know this matter, Xu XingKong in the heart a little uncomfortable, she can't say the reason. Isn't it normal for people like Shen Yan who are good-looking and have a career to be liked?

"What do you think? Let's go." Yan Jiale, who has gone to the door, looks back at her and shouts with a puzzled look in her eyes.

Xu XingKong suddenly regained his mind, answered, and quickly took back those confused ideas in his mind. He took two cakes on the table and then went out.

Yan Jiale couldn't laugh or cry about Xu XingKong's actions. She thought how much she loved to eat. She didn't forget to eat two more cakes even after she left. However, Xu XingKong just wanted to eat because he was too nervous.

They found a small park nearby as the background, near noon, the sun is a little big, the snow on the road began to melt. However, there are fewer people on the road, which can make room for them.

The environment of the park is pretty good. You can take a picture anywhere, and it looks very warm. It's very suitable for taking photos between young lovers.

Xu XingKong asks Yan Jiale to stand with his mobile phone and draw a peach heart with his feet behind the bench. Then he sat on the wooden bench with his back to Yan Jiale.

"After a while, you reach out and pat me on the shoulder. Remember to shoot the peach heart on the ground." Xu XingKong teaches Yan Jiale step by step.

This method is not bad, not only can let people know that there is a girl around him, but also won't let people see Xu XingKong's face, leaving people with infinite imagination. Some words, needless to say, will make people believe.

Yan Jiale took the photos according to Xu XingKong's method and felt satisfied. After the photos were sent out, they got a lot of praise and comments.

His relatives and friends were all blown up, and they were all asking who this figure was and whether it was his girlfriend. Lin Xiaoxiao is more direct. After seeing his son's circle of friends, he calls directly.

Seeing so much news, Yan Jiale couldn't help helping her. She didn't want to explain all this, so she just turned off her mobile phone. When the mobile phone screen turns black, Yan Jiale feels that the whole world is quiet.

He took a deep breath, the air was cold, as if with some ice. Inhaled into the lung, the viscera are frozen, the brain is also awake a lot.

After sending photos, he regretted that he was paying attention to Bo. In fact, Shen Yan may not care. And does he really want Shen Yan's response? Yan Jiale subconsciously looked at the people around her.

The little girl around seems to have found something new. She is squatting on the ground, taking pictures with her camera. Sunlight hit her side face, facial features, and even can see the fluff on her face.

Her movements are very slight and her expression is very serious. Yan Jiale won't feel tired of it all day. This is a feeling he has never felt before.

The heart beat a little faster, and finally it seemed to jump out of my throat. Yan Jiale quickly covers his heart, eyes away. He suspected that he was just taking a picture with Xu XingKong.

But this idea is too ridiculous, Yan Jiale himself does not believe, he is willing to think that he is to bet in front of Shen Yan breath.

In the tangled time, he did not consciously step forward, bent down to look at the ground Xu starry sky.Xu XingKong is shooting at the moment when the snow melts. When he pats, he finds that he doesn't know when there is a shadow in front of him. She looked up and saw Yan Jiale standing behind her. At the moment when she looked up, he distracted his eyes.

"Are you peeping at me?" Xu XingKong laughingly looks at Yan Jiale. The camera in his hand has not been turned off, but what he wants to shoot has already been shot. She is so squatting, one hand holding the camera, the other hand on the knee to support the chin, good time looking at Yan Jiale.

Her eyes were bright in the sun, and her pink lips looked better than the cake. Yan Jiale couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and let her retort.

This time, Xu XingKong was happy and squinted. He licked the corner of his mouth and asked in a slow voice, "Why are you peeping at me?" In Yan Jiale's opinion, her move is a deliberate seduction.

It's clear that just now, he felt cold and flustered because of taking too much breath. But after seeing the appearance of Xu XingKong, a fire suddenly surged up in Yan Jiale's throat.

The fire was burning so fast that it made his throat dry and itchy. His subconscious swallowing, eyes become guilty. After a pause, he said, "I'm curious that you're so cold and still squatting on the ground. Don't you feel cold?"

His voice was calm and cold, which didn't match his expression. As a result, Xu XingKong didn't say anything. He picked up the camera and snapped at him twice, then took several pictures.

Xu XingKong looked at the pictures captured in the camera and nodded with satisfaction. See Yan Jiale pose to grab her camera, she quickly turned off, the camera behind her back.

"I can capture you, I don't feel cold," he said However, she forgot that there was a park bench behind her, so she stepped back and tripped over it.

"Ah Xu XingKong screamed and leaned back.

Just when Xu XingKong thought that he would fall down and closed his eyes in despair, Yan Jiale also reacted with the fastest speed and called out: "be careful!"

He strides forward, reaches out his hand and hugs Xu XingKong into his arms. Xu XingKong didn't fall, but Yan Jiale's hand hit the chair. Xu XingKong heard the sound of the crash, scared eyes dare not open, dead holding Yan Jiale's clothes.

"Well, if you keep pulling like this, you'll tear my clothes to pieces." Yan Jiale finally reminds Xu XingKong. His voice was a little thick, as if he was trying to endure something.

Smell speech, Xu XingKong just open eyes, know oneself is all right. Then he looked at Yan Jiale, who held himself in his arms. Suddenly he was confused: "are you ok?"

Yan Jiale moved her left hand and pushed Xu XingKong to let her stand up. After she stood firm, Yan Jiale looked at her right hand and said helplessly: "it seems that her hand is broken."

He is really helpless, how those heroes on TV to save the United States, not only action handsome, but also will not be injured, but to him here, how fracture.

What's more, it's very painful! The pain made his forehead start to sweat.

Xu XingKong covered his mouth and was at a loss. He didn't dare to touch Yan Jiale's wound, so he turned around in the same place. His mind was full of paste, and his worried eyes were red.

Yan Jiale was more calm and took a few deep breaths to stabilize the pain: "is there any hospital near here?"

"Yes!" Xu XingKong responded and quickly picked up Yan Jiale.

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Yan Jiale's hand is not too serious, no fracture, no plaster. But the bruise on it is very scary. The doctor advised him not to use his right hand during this period of time.

After getting out of the clinic, Xu XingKong kept his head down. Like a child who did something wrong, he walked very slowly. Yan Jiale is almost on the street. She is not far from the clinic.

Yan Jiale is about to be laughed by Xu XingKong, but seeing Xu XingKong's guilty appearance, she can't bear to blame her. Can only sigh, turn back: "are you going to step on ants here?"

He rubbed Xu XingKong's hair with his left hand, which he could still move, and confused the ball she had tied. Xu XingKong reaches out to stop him, but he can't catch Yan Jiale's hand, so he can only give up.

After a while, Xu XingKong said in a voice too small to be smaller: "sorry..." But for her, Yan Jiale's hand would not have been hurt. The doctor said that it would take at least half a month for the injury to heal, during which his right hand could hardly move.

Yan Jiale picks eyebrows and thinks that this girl has a little conscience. She knows that his hand is because of her.

But Yan Jiale's heart is big. Now that he has been injured, no matter how much he cares, his hand will not get better immediately. So he said to Xu XingKong, "I'm sorry, it's useless. We should make up for it with practical actions."

Xu XingKong puzzled looking at him: "how to make up?"

"Before my right hand gets better, you are my right hand."