Zhang Xiaoqiang kept making demands on He Wenbin, and He Wenbin did not object. Zhang Xiaoqiang did whatever he wanted. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out Wang Chong’s belongings from his pocket and said to He Wenbin, “His specification should be the best, and it should be in the First and foremost, it is to him that all our living brothers owe him."
As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang walked into his villa, a burst of intense fatigue came to him like a tide. The little girl's mother waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others to come back to eat after finishing the lunch. If you jump up from the edge of the bed, you don't know the personnel.
Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, his chest was stuffy, and there was still a sense of wet stickiness. The bright light outside the window came in along the edge of the thick curtain with moire and dark flowers, and the room was illuminated by the light. Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered his head, Seeing a little girl carved in pink and jade, sleeping soundly on her chest, the saliva left by the corner of the little girl's mouth dripped and formed a small puddle on her chest.
A person next to her turned over, and the movement of her turning made Zhang Xiaoqiang discover her existence. Yang Ke'er had disheveled hair and buried her head in a dark sleep. Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully placed the little girl who slept like a piglet. He put it on his side and slowly got up from the bed.
When he got down under the bed, Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that his military uniform had been taken off at some point, and he was wearing a pair of shorts, and the gunpowder smoke and stains on his body had been scrubbed clean. A neat military uniform, and the military boots beside the chair were also polished to a glossy finish.
Dressed neatly, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the living room, where there was a table of delicacies on the living room table. The most rare thing was that besides all kinds of spicy mountain delicacies left by Zhang Xiaoqiang himself, there was also a plate of stir-fried vegetables and a pot of vegetable soup. Although the green vegetables have been stored for a long time and the color is a bit dark, Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach is like a flame when he sees the long-lost green vegetables.
Just when he was sitting on the edge of the table and picked up a pair of chopsticks to pick up vegetables, Yuan Yi came out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming rice. She saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had already started eating, so she hurriedly put the rice on the table, picked up a Fill the small bowl with rice for Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang swept away the dishes on the table with the steaming rice, looking at the empty rice bowl, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little embarrassed, he looked at Yuan Yi who kept filling him with rice and said: "You still Didn't you eat?"
Yuan Yi, who looked like Xiaojiabiyu in home clothes, smiled and shook her head and said: "We have eaten all of these things, these things are specially prepared for you..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the sky outside, but couldn't tell whether it was morning or afternoon, so he asked, "How many hours did I sleep?"
"You have been sleeping for two days. Sister Qiaoyun woke up in the morning. Only you wake up now." Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized, no wonder he was not injured but could eat so much. sky.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that the current Yuan Yi was completely different from before. The former Yuan Yi seemed cold and cold. Even after Zhang Xiaoqiang had a relationship with her, Yuan Yi never showed any intimacy with him. Yuan Yi is recuperating, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is busy every day. Apart from bringing her some messy things, he doesn't have much time to accompany her. But today Yuan Yi has smiled twice in a row. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know why she is so happy today. Thinking of Yuan Yi's attire, and thinking that she came out of the kitchen, his brain that hadn't been opened for thousands of years suddenly opened up.
"Today's meal was cooked by you yourself?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said looking at Yuan Yi who was clearing the table.
Yuan Yi looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and nodded, a blush spread out from her transparent ears, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yuan Yi who lowered his head again because of shyness, and said: "Well, no wonder I feel that today's meal Very fragrant…”
Halfway through Zhang Xiaoqiang's words, Yuan Yi looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a blushing face. His two eyes were like black gemstones soaked in water. A trace of mist slowly emerged from his gem-like crystal clear eyes. burst into flames.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and held her in his arms and looked at those beautiful eyes with rippling water. The big glazed eyes were like a ghost spring. She seemed to want to inhale Zhang Xiaoqiang's soul. Zhang Xiaoqiang was intoxicated by those big foggy eyes, He couldn't get enough of the big eyes that were clear and pure like deep pools, and a warm fragrance like orchids and musk deer scattered from Yuan Yi's lips to Zhang Xiaoqiang's face.
The pink and delicate lips are the gorgeous rose flower, and the petals are printed in his eyes. Looking at the delicate and beautiful petals, his lips are printed on the delicate and beautiful rose flower with tenderness.
Yuan Yi closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, her smooth hair rippling in her ears like a weeping willow, she was held in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, feeling his long-lost heartbeat, the warm and humid air sprayed on her face, It was his breath, the kind of breath that smelled of smoke, it was the breath hidden deep in her soul, and the familiar breath touched her lips with warmth.
The heart was bumping and beating in the chest, and a strong dizziness was wandering in her mind. Yuan Yi felt that she had lost weight, and her whole body was light. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, the feeling of holding him was so real, yet somewhat illusory, she didn't know if she would fly away if she let go.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little suffocated by Yuan Yi's hands tightly hugging his waist, but he could feel her heartbeat more clearly in his chest.
The two kissed each other passionately, and they hugged each other tightly. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the two seemed to be integrated into one body. His feeling was that of Yuan Yi. He slowly tasted the honey from the corner of Yuan Yi's mouth. For a moment, the hearts of the two were connected together, and the hearts of the two were melted away by deep love.
Yuan Yi really felt like she was flying. She was held in his arms and walked towards her room. In his strong arms, Yuan Yi felt like a bird dancing in his palm. She closed her eyes and let her go. He carried her to move, she didn't think about anything, her mind was empty, she let Zhang Xiaoqiang lead her to the end of the world.