124. Jiang Xiaoling, daughter of steel(4/5)
When she came out of the bathroom, she saw Deng Zexun glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Deng Zexun is also an old scumbag among young and handsome guys. He has dated no less than ten girlfriends. This time it was the one that made him most confused.
He was mentally prepared. It seems that nothing will happen between him and Jiang Xiaoling tonight and even in the future.
Deng Zexun lowered his head and drank a sip of wine into his throat, feeling a little urinated, and then stood up and went to the bathroom.
He vaguely remembered that the last one appeared seemed to be Jiang Xiaoling.
When he just opened the door and saw the trash can inside, he was so scared that he stuck his whole body to the wall.
Mom!
Where is the aunt here?
This is a total avalanche!!
...
After two weeks of military training in Shuchuan, everyone's experience was almost the same.
Xia Yuan himself also developed a very high skydiving level. Even the instructor thought he was jumping well. It took only one month to reach the level that Li Zhenbai had used for 2 years. I have to say that this young man is really a genius.
It's a pity not to be a special forces soldier.
When the group returned to the city from the sacred military base, Huang Bo's tears were almost falling.
"Oh my God, this is human society. How could I feel like I have traveled back from ancient times?"
Huang Bo stood in the car, stretched his arms and shouted in the wind, "I'm back!!!"
Su Qin gave him annoyed look at him, "What a drama artist."
...
After returning to the hotel, Ying Sitong quickly lay on the bed and turned on her phone to connect to wifi.
"Ah! I feel like I'm alive."
She turned around and held up her phone, as if she was holding her own lifeline.
Xia Yuan packed his luggage into the closet, "You have been missing for more than ten days, your fans will forget you, right?"
He raised his head and saw his little eyes lying on the bed.
From his perspective, you can see two snow-white long legs.
It was already May 18th and the weather was getting hotter.
Xia Yuan sighed, "Can you pay attention to your image?"
"What's wrong?"
Ying Sitong ignored him at all.
Xia Yuan stood up and threw a towel to cover her.
The beautiful young woman from the blood clan turned around in dissatisfaction and curled her lips.
"Hmph, a guy who doesn't understand the charm."
...
When Su Qin came over in the evening, she happened to see Xia Yuan and Ying Sitong playing poker.
Ying Sitong has just finished the airing and has just finished two chicken-eating hands.
She sat on the bed and saw that it was Su Qin coming in, so she quickly smiled.
The blood clan's smile is clean, pure and bright, which makes people feel happy when they see it, and they can't help but laugh with it.
Su Qin's mouth raised slightly and put a small box on the table in their room.
Tomorrow is Xia Yuan’s birthday. As the boss, she bought the cake in advance and came here to bless Xia Yuan in advance.
On tomorrow's birthday, Su Qin is planning to invite everyone out for a meal.
She turned around and asked, "What are you playing?"
"Direlor."
Ying Sitong answered silently.
"Two people's Landlord?"
"Yes, we are just two of us, each of us gets 13 pictures, and we get 3 more pictures after we get the landlord."
After Ying Sitong finished speaking, Su Qin nodded silently.
"Otherwise I will join you too. Tomorrow is Xia Yuan's birthday. After 12 o'clock, we will be the first to send our blessings."
Xia Yuan frowned, "Boss, otherwise it would be great if you just sent a red envelope. You have to do such fancy things."
Su Qin glared at her beautiful eyes, and Xia Yuan immediately closed her mouth.
"Come and play cards," she smiled slightly, "How old are you all?"
"How big is the fight..." Ying Sitong lowered her head slightly, "Actually, we will hit 3..."
“3?”
"3 are the bottom, this is the number of kisses on the face. Whoever loses will have to..."
Before Ying Sitong could finish explaining, Su Qin immediately raised her hand and interrupted her.
Mom, this way of killing dogs is unheard of.
Why did I run in and eat this dog food by myself?
"Well, that, I suddenly remembered that there was something else. You guys play slowly, I'll go back first."
She opened the door, stepped back, and then turned around and added to Xia Yuan-
"Happy birthday to you first."
"Thank you, boss."
Xia Yuan nodded and closed the door.
...
There was nothing to do at night. Xia Yuan accompanied Ying Sitong to play the chicken-eating game for a while, and the two fell asleep.
During this sleep, Xia Yuan slept very happily.
The little eyes were flushed and lying beside him, silently closing their eyes.
Her face was mixed with joy and sigh, pain and pleasure.
When Xia Yuan woke up at night, she couldn't help but think when she saw her face-
Even if Leonardo da Vinci reincarnated, he probably wouldn't be able to draw such a rich and beautiful expression.
For him, Ying Sitong is the most beautiful painting in the world.
Ying Sitong is unique in the world.
And he has now become the husband of such a unique blood clan.
In fact, Ying Sitong himself has fantasized about such a sacred and romantic scene countless times:
For example, in the moonlight, flowers bloom around them, and when the breeze sways, the petals are covered all over the ground.
They are bathed in the moonlight and in the petals.
In endless romance.
Or maybe it is even more bizarre, in the snow, there are the most beautiful and pure snowflakes around it.
Ice cool and charming.
But that's what's happening in the world.
The more you want to complete it according to the plan, the less you can't complete it in the end.
If you are too deliberate, you can't do it.
It often goes with the flow, but it comes naturally.
Life is one accident after another, which appears inadvertently in your life.
For example, war, blood clan.
If there were no accidents, Ying Sitong would not have been buried underground, nor would she meet Xia Yuan later.
She raised her face and stared at the ceiling in a daze, trying to see something magical from it.
for example--
destiny.
for example--
fate.
To be continued...