Through the rearview mirror. Bai He looked at Ye Jian with benevolent eyes, and when he saw Ye Jian smiling back to himself in the mirror, Bai He couldn't help but laugh.
He thought that he, like K7 and them, looked forward to her coming and looking forward to her becoming their comrade-in-arms.
He also finally understood why his comrades who had fought with Ye Jian would look forward to fighting with her again.
In her eyes, in her expression, and in her conversation, you will feel safe in your heart. When you are safe enough on the battlefield, you can give her your back without worry.
The time to travel to Huzhou is a bit long. Although the four who were in a relaxed mood did not talk together, they need to maintain a certain amount of energy to deal with the dangers they will face next.
Four take turns to drive, and each person only needs to drive for three hours.
Xia Jinyuan and the others did not mention that Ye Jian can rest all the time without driving. They are comrades fighting together, and they can share the joys and hardships. Since driving for three hours is responsible for the comrades, it also means that she can fight with them without special arrangements. .
The night darkened. Ye Jian, who was in charge of driving early in the morning, had already fallen asleep, breathing long, her delicate eyebrows and even a sweet smile appeared, and she fell asleep completely relaxed.
The white crane in the front row was also asleep. Major Xia, who was waiting for his girlfriend to sleep first, saw the car driving into the tunnel, so he quietly raised his hand and waited for the car to come out of the tunnel. He has fallen asleep with his shoulders pillowed.
After finishing the work, Major Xia closed his eyes with satisfaction.
The three of them entered their dreamland, but someone hurried into the elevator with the cool breeze of the night, pressing the number of the floor that should be reached, Ye Zhifan's face was so gloomy that it was shrouded in dark clouds.
"Is there anything you have to rush over now? Can't I talk about it tomorrow? Ye Zhixiang and his wife can have something urgent! It's almost always related to the old woman!" The mouth never stopped, "Listen to me, if she wants me to take care of that old woman, there is no way!"
"You should be alert. Don't let her cry. You will feel relieved here. You treat her as a younger sister, but does she treat you as a brother? Never!"
"When I was young, I looked forward to the troubles between our two couples. Does she still do little to instigate the divorce? Isn't there many things that you wronged me? I have gotten married with her Liangzi, and I won't want to solve it for the rest of my life. open."
She was still speaking reluctantly, and didn't even notice the sullen color in Ye Zhifan's gloomy face. Ye Ying saw it in her eyes, her heart beating suddenly.
He pulled his mother secretly, and whispered, "Mom, haven't you been tired after so long? I have never stopped from home to the hotel. It's all here, do you want us to go back now? Dad knows in his heart. , Don't you keep talking, okay?"
The voice became lower and lower, "Did you not see that Dad is in a bad mood now? Anyway, you should be considerate and considerate of Dad?"
Sun Dongqing has always been able to listen to her daughter's words. Hearing the words, he gave a slight "hum" in his nose, and then stopped the nagging.
Ye Zhifan doesn't want to have any communication with his wife anymore. It's useless to tell her that besides being noisy and making noise, he can't think of what else she can do
Occasionally, I'm smart, and then I'm stupid afterwards.