Rebirth of Ninety Honey Sweet Wife

Tuo Lingyun's head was wrapped in a black Tujia scarf, with a fierce animal tooth like the moon on his head. With the action of going downstairs, Tuo Lingyun's wrist and animal bone bracelet on his ankle made a dull and rough collision sound.

Su muhuan was so crazy that he forgot to take pictures. He felt that he seemed to have touched the soul of the mountain. This was the natural girl he had always wanted to look for. She was beautiful without modification, with aura in her coarseness and arrogance in her softness. It was just like this.

In fact, Tuo Lingyun is beautiful. She is only 13 years old, but she has been scheduled to be the next Jinhua of Jieshan stronghold. She will be able to ascend as soon as Qin Yuxi gets married.

Such a girl, even if she is young, has a young charm.

Su muhuan held up the camera and began to take pictures of her. She stood on the wooden escalator of Qin Yuxi's house and looked at Su muhuan at a loss. At present, the redness and swelling she had cried has been covered up by Qin Yuxi's cosmetics.

When she was in the house just now, Qin Yuxi also popularized Tuo Lingyun. What is called a model is to let Su muhuan take photos and make cover photos for the magazine, and then Su muhuan will give her money.

Tuo Lingyun needs money now. She is willing to let Su muhuan take pictures of her.

Just facing the camera in Su muhuan's hand, Tuo Lingyun didn't know what to do. She was frightened in her eyes. Looking at Qin Yuxi who had left the scope of the lens, Tuo Lingyun was helpless in her eyes.

What position should she take? What should she do? What's it like to take pictures and be a model? Qin Yuxi didn't tell her all this.

The helplessness and panic in Tuo Lingyun's eyes are exactly what Su muhuan wants. The girl in the depths of the mountain should be frightened and helpless in the face of external intrusion. Of course, she should show a sense of pity in a natural and non artificial attitude.

Qin Yuxi had a hunch that if Tuo Lingyun's photos were sold as magazine covers, they would attract a large group of male readers to buy magazines.

Men, don't they all like women, more pitiful?

"No memory, I have no memory again!!!"

In the process of taking photos, Su muhuan shouted angrily. He wanted to drop the expensive camera in his hand. He turned around and asked for help. He looked at Qin Yuxi,

"Go to the soldier and ask him to help me pass the photos of the memory card to the editor in chief."

Qin yuxidon smiled, shrugged, took the memory card removed by Su muhuan, and slowly prepared to go out to Dongshan to find Qi Zihan.

In the yard, Su muhuan is beating his chest and feet. The sixth master is still collecting the fund-raising money sent by the people in the stockade. Chen Yulian is comforting Lin Dahua. The bad old man on the edge of the stone mill, but he sneaks out of the yard and follows Qin Yuxi far behind, unprovoked and obscene.

In front, Qin Yuxi, who had waded across the stream, looked back at the old man behind the tree. He sighed helplessly and asked:

"Grandpa, are you a spy? How can I explain this behavior to you?"

"How did you find me?"

The old man stretched out a head from behind the tree and looked at Qin Yuxi with a smile,

"I thought I had hidden well enough."

"Yes, excellent."

Standing in the stream, Qin Yuxi pulled a thatch, pointed to the old man on the other side and warned:

"If you follow me again, I will directly define you as a spy. Don't follow me again. The people's military station can't be exposed casually."

"OK, OK, I won't follow, I won't follow!"

The old man smiled brightly and took two steps back. When Qin Yuxi turned and left, he really didn't follow up, but his face was flat, "hum",

"Little girl, if the old man doesn't follow you, he can't find his way?"

After so many years of guerrilla warfare, the old man is full of self-confidence and takes out the professional spirit of the guerrillas. When he goes back, he will carefully observe the terrain and ponder the terrain. He will find the bastard who bullies the border girl in his family!

However, seeing that the old man really didn't follow her, Qin Yuxi flew all the way to the garrison point on the top of the East Mountain and saw the sentry.

The Sentinels knew Qin Yuxi, and when they saw Qin Yuxi coming, they lowered their heads and smiled. Without waiting for Qin Yuxi to explain his intention, they directly let Qin Yuxi in, pointed out to her where Qi Zihan's dormitory was, and asked her to find it by herself.

Along the way, a few soldiers came and greeted Qin Yuxi,

"Good sister-in-law."

"Sister in law, come to brother Han?"

"Sister in law, Captain Lalian is coming back soon. You go to his dormitory and wait for him."

Qin Yuxi didn't have to find it himself. She didn't have to open the door of Qi Zihan's dormitory. Naturally, brother Bing found the key and opened the door for Qin Yuxi.

Because of his great meritorious performance, Qi Zihan's dormitory became a single room, with a double-layer iron bed, a military green quilt on the bed, folded into tofu pieces, a desk and a desk lamp.

Several books were put on the table. Qin Yuxi took a casual look at what gun structure and cannon decomposition principle... It's so professional. Qin Yuxi said he couldn't understand it.

Her eyes fell on Qi Zihan's desktop. There was a laptop, which was su muhuan's, and then there were a stack of 6-inch photos and several handmade and unfinished photo frames.

Qi Zihan really developed Qin Yuxi's photos and prepared to frame them with a picture frame.

On the wall, there is a finished photo frame. In the frame, there is a portrait of Qi Zihan 20 years later, which is the first picture given to him by Qin Yuxi.

She looked down and smiled, picked up the photos on the table, looked at them one by one, sat on Qi Zihan's bed and waited quietly for Qi Zihan to come back.

I don't know how long later, Qin Yuxi fell asleep on Qi Zihan's iron bed. She was confused. She felt that there was some noise outside the door. Someone was walking around. After a while, the pig leather shoes on her feet disappeared and a quilt fell on her.

It was Qi Zihan's taste. Qin Yuxi in his sleep smelled the smell on the quilt and felt that his whole person was surrounded by Qi Zihan. He turned over and continued to fall asleep.

At this time, in the afternoon, approaching the evening, the cars in the town came and left one after another. He Chunhua got off the last bus to the town and sat in the waiting room waiting for people.

Before nightfall, the last bus from the city to the town entered the station. He Chunhua got up quickly, entered the parking lot and looked at it.

Then she looked at Shang Chunni, braided two braids, carried an old backpack and got out of the car with a greasy face.

It was the oily light tossed by days of running.