"Because Xu Le is dead, I must be stronger than that princess."
"On the battlefield, who knows if you can survive tomorrow? What's not to be satisfied with in your life to be seventy years old? You have to be like those old lecherous generals in the general hospital who have lost their teeth and can only drink porridge. Desperately holding on to the little nurse's hand to survive? Disgusting."
"So don't ask if it's worth it, because it's definitely worth it, it's fine."
The above words carried the simple and direct violent logic unique to Li Lunzi, and they sounded sonorously and powerfully. They fell on the ground full of yellow leaves, and the dead leaves that could be smashed fell apart.
Suddenly, he showed a shy smile, patted Zou Yu on the shoulder lightly, and said, "I'll go back to Philadelphia tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow to the army. Tonight... do you want to have dinner together?"
Zou Yu rubbed his aching shoulders, looked at him with a frown, and said, "Of course there's no problem with eating, but don't expect anything else."
The autumn wind picked up, the yellow leaves moved, and there was a long silence outside the small building. Li Feng clenched his fists tightly and asked with an impossibility of being a teenager, "Why? He has been dead for a year."
Zou Yu didn't explain anything, just smiled, then she stood on tiptoe, raised her arm and patted Li Feng's shoulder lightly, this action was very gentle, so gentle that the little red flower on her temples didn't even tremble, but Li Feng felt that his hand strength was stronger than his own.
In the military vehicle that had been waiting on the other side of Huang Ye, Shi Qinghai looked at this scene and blinked his beautiful eyes faintly. The little boy beside him rolled his eyes, wondering why this nasty guy came to see him so often
The top floor of the most luxurious Mandarin Hotel in Hong Kong is designed as a revolving restaurant. This decent enough place has naturally become the best choice for the children of rich families to communicate. Similarly, there are also many well-off families who will Very important blind date events are placed in this restaurant.
"Sorry, I am late."
With slightly red cheeks and slightly sweaty eyebrows, Shang Qiu hurried to the dining table by the window and politely apologized to the mother and son across from the dining table. Because the engineering department was doing the final assembly check on the MXT turbo design, she was much later than the agreed time, and went straight back to the city from the industrial park, even the one that was prepared in advance was a little more ladylike. Skirt, too late to change.
Time has passed silently for the length of the four seasons. This young engineer with both beauty, body and intelligence is still the same as before, probably because the relationship between life and way of thinking is quite simple and pure, and the years have not been on this beautiful face. There are no traces left on her body, especially the oversized short-sleeved blouse and dark blue overalls that were casually matched on her body today, as well as the eye-catching oil marks on it, which made her look like a woman who had just entered the repair shop. Apprentice, very cute.
The man in his twenties across the dining table obviously thought so, a look of surprise flashed across Muna's face, his eyes swept across Shang Qiu's proud chest, and he immediately lowered his head in shock and embarrassment. Come on, he probably never thought that one of the most famous engineers in the Federation would have such a good-looking appearance.
But for the noble lady beside the man, she wrapped up the entire revolving restaurant and waited for such a long time with her temper suppressed, but when she saw the blind date wearing such a suit, she obviously felt disrespected, so she Before Shang Qiu could explain anything, the lady began to speak in a tone of indifference and sarcasm.
If it wasn't for the thought that this blind date was arranged by Mr. Nutshell President, who must not be offended, perhaps this noble lady would have already left.
The lady across the dining table made fun of the mean words. Shang Qiu listened quietly, but she felt very calm. For her, activities like blind dates were really inexplicable, and her ears seemed to be blocked with a lot of silencer cotton. , In her heart, the biggest regret now is that in the face of delicious food and tempting red wine served in sequence, she was thirsty all night, and in order to maintain a little image, she had to control the urge to eat.
Mr. President's face is always given. Shang Qiu sat wearily in the chair, watching the lady across the table's lips kept moving, but the phone call from Mr. President the other day was ringing in his ears, yes. , that guy is dead, and life must go on.
Just as the scene became more embarrassing, perhaps the next moment Shang Qiu would ignore the food and start the fight with his wife screaming, the young man who had been silent finally spoke up, and he begged his mother to leave some for the two of them. alone time.
Madam Gui did not expect that her son, who had never violated her wishes in her life, actually showed a tough side for the first time at this moment. After a while, her expression turned pale for a while, and she angrily grabbed the precious bag and walked out of the restaurant.
This change caused a flash of surprise in Shang Qiu's clean eyes. She looked at the uneasy, even a little shy guy in front of her, and thought to herself that the so-called young talents introduced by the president didn't seem to be too bad. .
"I came on a blind date because of the company's request."
Shang Qiu relaxed, slumped his tired shoulders, leaned on the chair, and his body curve became more obvious.
For Shang Qiu, the chief technical director, who may become an independent technical director in the future, Guoke Company has given enough attention and care from the board of directors to the logistics department, and Mr. President, who vaguely guessed the love between her and Xu Le, It even spared no effort to promote the Shang Qiu marriage plan.
"I understand." The young man across the table said in a trembling voice, "but... I'd love to ask you to try and socialize with me."
Shang Qiu obviously didn't have the self-awareness of a childish face and big breasts. He looked at each other curiously, scratched his head like a boy, and suddenly said, "I don't date, I only get married."
"Yes." The young man answered firmly.
"I have to remind you that I am not very interested in sex, and if I get married, I will not take on the obligations of my wife."
Shang Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking out the window at the autumn wind passing through the streets of Gangdu, he suddenly thought of the winter snow on the distant Xilin planet, and those warm, erotic but timid hands.
The young man looked at her puzzled, and asked a little stiffly and a little uneasy: "Please forgive my rashness, but if that's the case, why do you want to get married?"
"You know that I work in the Nutshell Engineering Department, and it's really boring to work with machines and those nerds who are more feminine than women, and in the next year, there probably won't be any challenging work, my Time will be more leisurely." Shang Qiu explained seriously: "So I want to have a child."
Her blind date obviously couldn't adapt to Shang Qiu's thinking logic immediately, scratched his head and thought for a long time, and asked, "Do you want children too?"
"Crap, I'm a woman, both physically and psychologically."
The young man secretly glanced at her round and straight breasts with a sense of guilt, thinking that everyone can see this. Suddenly, he thought of a question, grinned happily, showed his white teeth, and said, "If you want to have a child, you have to have sex, at least... once."
Shang Qiu suddenly felt that his eyes were a little flowery. He was flickered by the sincere and happy smile of the man across the dining table and his mouth full of white teeth. He subconsciously replied, "I'm going to use a test tube."
Parliament Hill was quiet in the middle of the night. Only the office on the first floor by the garden was still lit. The light in the night was weak but firm, and it seemed to be going on forever.
The distinguished members and gentlemen are attending the banquet at the Liufengpo Club at this time. Tonight's banquet is held to celebrate the great victory of Huang Exing. Twenty-three days after the Tie 7th Division and the New 17th Division forcibly descended on the main administrative star of the Huang'e Galaxy, the federal forces finally succeeded in eliminating all the main imperial troops on this administrative star and gained full control.
As an official of Qinglongshan in the Capital Special Administrative Region, Zhang Xiaomeng naturally received the invitation, but she did not go, but stayed in her office to deal with the work that seemed to be never finished.
With the start of the war into the mainland of the empire, the role that the Qinglongshan anti-government army can play has become increasingly diluted. Although President Pabble continues to implement the reconciliation agreement of the year very admirably, this kind of reconciliation is gradually swallowed up by silence or The feeling of being forgotten by the people made the committees on S2 feel very uneasy. She had already taken over the four subjects, so she naturally had to spend more energy and time in order to ease the anxiety of those committee members.
Hai Qingzhou stood silently under the stone steps of Parliament Hill, looking at the lighted office like a statue, with bitterness in his mouth.
Ever since he was at Ewha University, he has been pursuing this girl with black-rimmed glasses. Over the years, his father has successfully run for a federal election and entered the building in front of him, but he still has no way to get out. into that girl's heart.
On both sides of the dusty street were buildings riddled with holes. From time to time, cement blocks fell and smashed into the tops of the vehicles that were burning into coke, making a muffled bang, and a dull sound of gunfire could be heard in the distance. , the grotesque red moon above his head seemed to be stained red by the blood of these days.
This is a street in the southern district of Fagar City, the administrative main star of the Huang'e Galaxy. After a huge explosion came from the last military base of the empire the day before yesterday, there was no organized resistance on this planet at the border of the empire. Sad and terrified Imperial people curled up in their homes tremblingly. Occasionally, daring boys risked being shot and spitting on federal troops in the streets.
Seven tall black MX mechas walked slowly on both sides of the street, and the icy shadows directly covered the end of the street, and the roaring heavy multi-axle transport vehicles drove cautiously in these shadows.
The dust-covered Magnolia sat on an armored vehicle, holding an H-model long sniper in her arms, staring blankly ahead.
At this time, a tattered civilian imperial vehicle turned the street, and suddenly found their federal mixed mecha team, the imperial driver who was trying to escape outside the city. Drive over.
Seeing this scene, Magnolia subconsciously touched her forehead with her finger, but she picked it empty. It was only then that he remembered that when the Seventh Group gave that guy a moon festival, he didn't know what to do, and cut off all the strands of hair floating on his forehead.