Military marriage 100 points: Chief spoils deeply

In this way, can k and black charm continue to fight?

"He... Is really our brother?" behind him came Su Zixi's voice.

"Yes." Su Zimo replied.

No one dares to question the ability of black and white.

Unexpectedly, he found his relatives because of a task.

"Let's find a chance to meet him." Su Zixi thought of today's scene.

Cheng Zijun always knew their identity. Why not recognize them?

Su Zimo nodded. Then he looked at the girl in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "where have you been today?"

Su Zixi was slightly stiff, and her hand clenched in vain. "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

"Since you can't forget him, why do you promise to marry Yan Lang?" Su Zimo frowned.

"Because I don't want to live in the past all the time. When Yan Lang's injury is well, I'll confirm the wedding date." Su Zixi's voice was gentle.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Well, think about it."

It was because grandma didn't give her a chance to refuse.

But I went to K today and met Shen Wu.

When he mentioned the engagement, she wanted to explain.

But.

He said that the wedding would give him a wedding invitation and he would send blessings.

At that moment, her heart, which had been sewn up for two years, was broken again.

At the same time, she also made up her mind that anything she did from now on had nothing to do with Shen Wu.

……

It seems that Feng Yu also received the posting message and sent a string of voice messages to Luo Yin on wechat.

Lo Yin, turn it on.

"I'll have a meal with you. Remember to call me in the future. My brother will take care of a little white face right away."

Luo Yin smiled. He's in a good mood today, so he won't hate him.

She looked at the balance on the card.

Her expression converged a little. When she made enough money, she could leave with them.

Knock knock——

There was a knock at the door.

Luo Yin put on his slippers and opened the door. He saw the tall man standing at the door, put one hand in his trouser pocket and bit a cigarette in his mouth.

Luo Yin was surprised, "you can knock at the door."

It used to be a direct break in.

Mo Yang stepped forward and half leaned against the door frame. His uninjured hand was holding smoke. In the smoke, his facial features loomed, giving people a very lazy feeling.

Luo Yin looked at the smoke in his mouth, "can you put it out?"

"Don't you like the smell of smoke?" Mo Yang asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"People who haven't smoked naturally don't like it, otherwise, I'll try?" Luo Yin frowned slightly.

Then she reached out to get his cigarette.

One second before that, Mo Yang clasped her wrist. He put out the smoke in his hand and vomited a mouthful of smoke. His voice was a little hoarse. "Girls don't smoke."

"If you men can smoke, we can't smoke?"

Mo Yang's deep eyes stayed on her face. The woman always understood his words as another meaning every time. He was patient and explained, "it's bad for his health."

Luo Yin sucked his nose. OK, this statement is much more pleasant to the ear, "what's the matter with me?"

The man's facial features are carved. Under the warm light, the outline is more and more three-dimensional. His voice is low and sexy. "Let me inform you that from tomorrow, I will start chasing you."

Huh?

Luo Yin blinked, "no, you..."

Halfway through her speech, her cell phone rang and interrupted her.

She answered without even looking at the caller ID, "hello."

Then, not knowing what was said on the phone, Luo Yin's eyes flashed a panic, and his face changed.