"Oh, really, isn't this a good thing? Why do you make it look like a prisoner being tried?"

Su Zhan interrupted and glanced at Zong Jinghao. It was as good as Songen's conditions and was not easy to find, so it scared him away.

"Come and sit down."

Su Zhan was extremely enthusiastic.

Songen nodded politely and said, "Thank you."

"No, no, maybe you will become a family in the future, and the family will not speak two people."

Su Zhan touched Qin Ya and whispered, "Go and pour water."

"You go and pour."

Qin Ya sat down without moving, and glanced at him lightly.

Su Zhan smashed his mouth, "I'll go if I go."

Anyway, he is used to being treated like this by Qin Ya.

If she was as gentle as water to herself, he might not be used to it.

He went to pour two glasses of water over, and saw Song En and Zong Yanxi still standing, put the water on the table, "Why don't you sit?"

After saying that, he seemed to realize why, so he turned to see Zong Jinghao and smiled, "Just agree, aren't you and Songen neighbors? You can see your daughter every day in the future, isn't it good?"

Zong Jinghao glanced at him coldly, Su Zhan shut up, sat back on the sofa, and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know the good people's hearts."

He is so enthusiastic that he doesn't want Zong Yanxi to miss Song En.

After being interrupted by Su Zhan, Zong Jinghao felt that what he wanted to say was not that easy to say. He waved his hand, "You all sit down."

"dad."

Zong Yanxi took the initiative to sit next to Zong Jinghao and held his arm, "Have you promised us?"

Lin Xinyan also turned his attention to her husband.

Zong Jinghao patted the back of his daughter's hand and indulged her indulgence, but she was old and wanted to get married. She could not accompany her for the rest of her life. She was also desolate to spend her whole life alone.

If you can find a good man and love her, you will fulfill his wish.

"Is this acquiesced if you don't speak?"

Lin Xinyan, who had not spoken, spoke.

Zong Jinghao nodded lightly and agreed.

"This is a good thing."

Su Zhan said excitedly, as if his son was going to get married.

After Zong Yanchen came out of Zhuang Zijin's room in the evening, he went out with Songen.

Because of work, Zong Yanchen was not familiar with Song En and had only met twice.

After knowing about my sister and him, I didn't say anything.

"Call me out, do you have something to say to me?"

Song En asked.

Zong Yanchen said he found a place to sit down and said.

They came to the riverside.

At night, the river was blowing slightly with a light breeze, and the river was sparkling with the neon lights on both sides of the river. The river water was colorful.

Zong Yanchen casually placed his arms on the railing, his tall body bent slightly, looking at the river in the distance, recalling the past, "We had a good relationship when we were young, but when we grew up, I went to the army, and she also started dating, and she was no longer as close as she was when she was a child."

"In the past few years, I haven't been at home very much, and a lot of things have happened at home."

"Um."

Song En stood beside him. Both of them were soldiers, tall and physically equal, and both were heroic.

Even if you don’t wear uniforms, you are more imposing than ordinary people.

"What do you like Xiaorui?"

Suddenly Zong Yanchen turned his head and looked at Song En and asked.

Songen's skin color is not very white, nor is it dark, it is a bit close to the skin color of domestic people. His eyebrows are very thick, his eyes are deep, his facial features are three-dimensional, and he is very resolute, but his face is much softer because he thinks of Zong Yanxi.

"I have no idea."

If he really wanted to say that he liked Zong Yanxi, he really couldn't say it.

"Maybe, it's just a feeling, you can't touch or see, but it's just for you to like it, there's no reason."

"Is this how?"

Zong Yanchen raised his eyebrows.

"how?

Have you never been in a relationship?

Haven't you like girls?"

Songen was obviously an incredible tone.

Zong Yanchen raised his eyelids and his eyes were sharp, "Why, I feel like you look down on me?"

"No, it's definitely abnormal for you to have never liked the opposite sex at your age..."                                                    �

Although Zong Yanchen was fair and clean when he was a child, he was as tender as a little puppy. After becoming a soldier, his whole body exuded a mighty aura after he was a soldier.

Even though he is not in the army at this moment, the integrity and backbone of the soldiers are engraved in his bones.

"I heard that your military rank is not low. Do you want to talk to me and let me see if you have the ability to protect my sister?"

The two of them looked at each other, not only a contest between two men, but also a military representative.

This has risen to the quality and ability of soldiers in both countries.

Neither of them wants to lose.

At the same time, he took action.

Two tall men started fighting on the lawn by the river.

The two are equally good-looking.

An hour later, the two were lying on the lawn in sweat.

Song of kindness seems much more uncomfortable.

He still has injuries on his back.

Even though he was stabbed to the wound by the tip of the leaves on the turf, he did not make any sound, and he did not even frown.

For a qualified soldier, this minor injury is nothing.

"We must be kind to my sister in the future, otherwise I will be polite."

Zong Yanchen looked at the sky.

Song En moved his lips, and the corners of his mouth were bruised by Zong Yanchen's punch.

He laughed, "I get it."

Songen had dinner at the villa, but stayed in the hotel.

After all, he and Zong Yanxi have not officially gotten married yet, and they are just confirming their relationship, so it is impossible for them to live together.

After parting with Zong Yanchen, he went back to the hotel.

Zong Yanxi was waiting in the room for him to come back.

As soon as she entered the door, Songen saw her. Unexpectedly, she would be there. She subconsciously blocked the wound on her face, "Why are you here?"

"The wound on your back has not healed completely. Where is the medicine in me? I'll send it to you."

Zong Yanxi walked over, took his hand away, saw the bruises on the corner of his mouth, and frowned, "You - how did you do this?" She reached out to touch her, but she was afraid that it would hurt him, so she frowned, "You fought with someone else?"

Songen walked in and said no.

"Are you still a child?"

Zong Yanxi was angry and a little distressed, so he packed the ice in a towel and gave him ice.

"I was beaten up by anything, I was bruised."

She asked while giving him ice.

Songen replied, "Fist."

Zong Yanxi, "..."                                                                                                                            �

Still fighting like a child?”

Songen listened to her scolding and was not angry. Instead, she looked at her angry look and looked very good. He lay on the bed, "I did it on purpose, otherwise, how could I see you feeling sorry for me."

"Who feels sorry for you?"

Zong Yanxi's actions of applying medicine to him were deliberately heavier, which hurt him. Song En hissed, turned over, hooked his strong arms, and hugged Zong Yanxi into her arms, and kissed her lips.

He was not as gentle as usual, and he kissed deeply.

Zong Yanxi did not move, allowing Song En's wet and hot lips to press tightly, and entangle deeper.

Her body gradually became softer. She looked at the face that was close to her, smelled the faint sweat mixed with the smell of potion, and felt his breathing.

Buzz —                                Song'en's cell phone vibrates.

Zong Yanxi came back to his senses and pushed him, "Well——your cell phone has ringed."
Chapter completed!