Extra 1-Jing Yi [Age Difference]

The combination of the two men is almost the focus of attention by the great purifier of Ovivi Asia and the commander of the three armies who are at the peak of military power. However, because their reputation is too great, there are always some loyal fans of Duan Moyan who are envious and jealous in the face of strong conflicts.

In addition, Jing Yi has a low-key style and attends either a symposium of a certain military headquarters or a joint military exercise of a certain navy and army. They are all serious occasions. Moreover, Duan Moyan's usual work is always mixed with girls. So after a month of marriage, they have never had any gossip news.

What to hold hands and hug, don't mention it.

This fanatical fan always comforts himself. When their honeymoon period passes, their relationship fades, and they will naturally have a chance.

After a while, a bad reporter finally took a photo of Duan Moyan attending an event. In the photo, her face looked a little pale and she looked unhappy.

These people quickly added fuel to the fire: the marriage is unhappy! Believe it or not, it will definitely be a divorce in less than one month!

With some unauthentic mentality, the buzzer climbed onto the Star Network and searched for news about the male protagonist in every corner, hoping to dig out some exciting topics from it.

However, to everyone's disappointment, the male protagonist of the topic is perfect in all aspects.

There is no way, these people can only make a fuss about their age.

Jing Yi joined the army when he was 27 years old and became the commander of the three armies. Before that, he had been clean and not even a engagement person. However, when he met Duan Moyan, he was already twenty-nine years old. The two had an eleven-year-old age difference.

In the past, this awareness was indeed huge. But in today's society, it's nothing.

Today, when the average life expectancy of 105 years after gene enhancement is 30 years old, the age of young and middle-aged people is the most active, and it is not as exaggerated as the topic says.

But with this topic, Xingwang was quarreling in a tremendous manner, and he wanted to become a model of morality.

At night, Duan Moyan nestled on her soft sofa at home, watching the gossip tabloids on the terminal, and was amazed.

"Old husband and young wife: Century abusive love", who named this? Did it come from Jinjiang? It said that we are about to divorce? Why don't I know?"

"I just caught a cold in this photo, so I looked a little pale, and no one would be happy if I had a runny nose. Why was it said that my marriage was unhappy?" Duan Moyan was incredible, "Will I still be said to be a domestic violence when I fell into trouble one day?"

At this time, Jing Yi had just come out of the training room, and he was still sweating, dyeing his close-fitting cotton T-shirt soaked, tightly fitting his body, revealing the smooth texture outline.

He walked around the back of the sofa and touched her head with his left hand. Duan Moyan raised her head with the flow, and Jing Yi bent down and kissed her on the side.

Her head was pressed against his tight abdomen and she giggled.

Jing Yi's blue eyes glanced at the content on the terminal, and his voice was faint: "Looking less at these things is not conducive to intellectual development."

"Why are you angry if you are still involved in intelligence?" Duan Moyan smiled.

Jing Yi let her go, "Just talking nonsense, I won't be angry with these people."

He walked to the bed to change his clothes, took off the wet T-shirt and threw it aside, revealing his perfectly proportioned upper body. Although his skin was fair, he had everything he should have. And because of education, when wearing and taking off his clothes, the Grand Marshal's behavior was also very iron-blooded.

He never poses or makes extra tricks, but he can attract people's attention.

Duan Moyan sat on the sofa and admired the figure of her man. She liked the appearance of his buttons the most. When the buttons of the shirt were tied one by one, it was as if he was tightly sealing the flower with abstinence. When she unbuttoned the buttons, his unknown enthusiasm would be released again.

Duan Moyan touched her chin and admired her for a while, but the terminal was still more attractive to her. So she lowered her head and continued to read her gossip with relish.

[The period of the marriage of the purified Lord, representatives of various forces are ready to go to the marshal for duel...]

On the other hand, Jing Yi found that her attention was shifting away from her and was very unhappy.

He walked over slowly and saw that Duan Moyan ignored him.

After pausing for a moment, he said, "Am I very old?"

Duan Moyan was stunned and looked up: "Hmm??"

Jing Yi was already sitting beside her, and her originally warm body gradually became cold and turned into a big ice lump that emitted cold air. This was a sign of unhappiness.

Duan Moyan immediately rushed over with a pleasing look: "Really, I never thought so!"

Jing Yi wouldn't really be angry with her? As long as she spoke, he would naturally disappear.

Jing Yi snatched his long arm, Duan Moyan sat sideways on his thigh, her head resting on the man's shoulder, and the tip of her nose was filled with the cold fragrance of his body.

In this position, Duan Moyan could hold him casually. Her right hand stretched into the hem of her shirt restlessly, slowly touching his abdominal muscles and tight waist lines. Of course, she also touched the old scars crisscrossed on his body.

"All these were done during war?" she asked.

Jing Yi hugged her shoulder and gently kissed her hair: "No. Most of them were left during training. My abilities are special. I have to adapt to electricity since I was a child. In addition, my family is in the military world, and I have to learn all kinds of weapons to master."

Duan Moyan didn't seem to care at all when he heard his understatement. However, not many people would care except her.

Duan Moyan's heart moved, looked up and kissed him pity on his Adam's apple.

Jing Yi paused slightly and swallowed uncontrollably.

He suddenly said, "To put it, you never seem to have purified me."

Duan Moyan was stunned and his consciousness was instantly awake: "Ah?"

Jing Yi grabbed her hands and held them in the palm of his palm. His tone was plain and his expression was very natural, but she just felt her husband's jealousy.

"When in District 12, Pei Ji's squad got you cleansed. In District 9, Joyce saved you, and he got you too. In District 10, Xie Li, He Nan, and Yi Xing both got you."

He turned his head away and didn't look at her: "I'm the only one."

Duan Moyan was so amused that she hurriedly explained: "That was all at critical moments, and the power of purification is to save lives."

Jing Yi didn't say anything, just rubbed her finger bones little by little with her thumb.

Duan Moyan leaned against him and softened her voice: "You are so powerful, I think you have already had it? Maybe it doesn't need it."

Jing Yi's expression changed slightly. He looked at her and said seriously: "I have never purified it."

Duan Moyan was stunned and raised her lips: "Really?"

"When did I tell lies?" His expression was very serious, and Duan Moyan smiled, "Okay, then I'll help you now."

Duan Moyan stood up, coughed, and sat face to face on him.

"It's about to start. I have learned to control now. You won't fall asleep due to excessive purification power." Duan Moyan was very confident.

She stretched out her hand and pressed it against Jing Yi's chest, and a warm light slowly overflowed from the palm of her palm. After years of training, she can now achieve perfection and control the degree of purification without any error. While she was fully exerting her strength, her hands were suddenly held.

Jing Yi's expression was very serious. He held her hand and gradually put it down into his clothes: "It's better to pass it on to the skin."

The words were right, but Duan Moyan's face turned red, and her fingers subconsciously pinched the muscles under her palm, which felt very good.

The power of purification was slowly transmitted between the two. The powerful force made the man's eyes shine slightly. He stood up and leaned over, put his lips on her cheek and asked softly: "Didn't you say you can get feedback? Did you feel it?"

I really felt it. The hurricane on the ocean was sweeping waves and rushing into her heart. The breath he exhaled was right in his ears, itchy.

Duan Moyan moved her lips and didn't say anything. She simply raised her arms and put her arms around Jing Yi's neck, burying her face in the fossa of his neck would not get up.

Jing Yi curled the corners of his lips, gently smoothed his wife's back, and then stood up in a posture of wrapping her hands around her and strode into the bedroom. Duan Moyan looked like a koala hanging on him, with her feet hanging in the air and her head refused to raise.

"It's time."

"It's time to go to bed at half past seven."

The next day, the scandals on Star.com remained popular.

Because neither party has issued a statement, and there is even a trend of discussion, as if they will divorce tomorrow.

The soldiers at the headquarters of the Legion office were wandering, and they gathered together to discuss something.

"No, I think the marshal and his wife have a good relationship?"

"I have seen the note on the Marshal's terminal of the note is 'Love Wife', I don't believe it anyway."

A person suddenly appeared in front of him, and the soldiers were stunned, and then they all stood attentively and saluted like ghosts.

"Marson Jing!"

"Aren't you going to get a rest today?" asked a soldier.

Jing Yi didn't say anything. He walked over with his military boots and glanced at the gossip tabloids on the soldiers' terminal.

"Ha." The man let out a cold mockery.

The soldiers all felt they were being targeted by some top predator.
Chapter completed!