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52, Volume 5, a handful of dust, half a load of style 04(1/2)

The air was hot and humid, filled with dense mist. Lu Huaizheng put one hand on the sink and held Yu Hao's face with the other hand. He lowered his head and looked at her carefully, his scarlet eyes stained with lust.

I was so stunned that my face turned red because he was looking at me like this, not to mention the continuous accompaniment sound coming from next door at this moment.

The men over there had endless sex talk, and the woman's bold response opened her eyes even more. The atmosphere was really heated.

Here, Lu Huaizheng didn't kiss her for a long time, he held her chin with one hand, forcing her to look up at him, with a smile on her brows and eyes, and the look in his eyes that was full of meaning made her heart tremble even more.

Yu Hao was embarrassed and wanted to look away, but he pulled her back.

Before she could meet his eyes, he suddenly turned his head and kissed her mouth deeply. Without going straight in, he gently held her chin little by little and licked her lips.

As if being stroked by a goose feather, Yu Hao felt itchy in his heart, and his hands slowly hung around his neck.

Feeling her initiative, Lu Huaizheng pushed her against the sink, put his hands around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her in the most intimate position.

Tossing and licking, Lu Huaizheng kissed her while still looking at her deeply with a smile in his eyes.



After Yu Hao was carried on the bed, Lu Huaizheng bent down and supported her on both sides, kissing her all the way down from the top of her head to her lower jaw line.

He is very disciplined, and it seems that the next level is taboo, and he will not touch it.

Kissed her up and down, the tip of her nose, the top of her hair, the corners of her lips...everywhere.

He was particularly obsessed with her ears. When he was teasing her earlobes, his eyes were filled with lust. Finally, he stopped, covered her with a quilt, and rubbed her head to lull her to sleep.

As a result, in the middle of the night, there was another noise from the next door, which was so lingering that it annoyed the whole person to death.

Lu Huaizheng fell asleep on the sofa halfway, and then sat on the small balcony of the suite and smoked cigarettes for half the night in silence.

Wait until the sky turns white.

Lu Huaizheng washed his face and went downstairs to buy breakfast for Yu Hao.

Jia Mian got up early, and the two of them met at the top of the stairs. It was a bit awkward. Lu Huaizheng glanced at him and said nothing. He turned to go down, but Jia Mian called him.

"Where are you going?"

Lu Huaizheng stepped on the steps and looked back at him: "Buy breakfast."

Jia Mian scratched his head, casually took out a car key from his trouser pocket, and threw it at him: "I asked Fat Hui to drive your car in the back yard yesterday to wash it. Let me drive my car first, right at the door."

Lu Huaizheng took it and said yes.

Looking at his slender back, Jia Mian scratched his head and asked, "Reconciliation?" Is this considered reconciliation?

Otherwise, it's better to kneel at the door for a while before getting up.



When Yu Hao got up, Lu Huaizheng was sitting at the dining table on the first floor of the base, chatting with Song Ziqi.

A civil aviation company and a fighter jet, is there anything to talk about?

Yu Hao lay on the railing on the second floor and watched for a while. Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him. Kong Shadi was wearing a nightgown and looked at her with a smile: "Are you Lu Huaizheng's girlfriend?"

Yu Hao didn't know how to answer.

It seemed that it was inappropriate to say it was not appropriate, so he looked at her quietly.

Kong Shadi leaned against the railing and asked her curiously: "What is it like to fall in love with someone like Lu Huaizheng?"

Yu Hao was puzzled: "A person like Lu Huaizheng?"

Kong Sadi said bluntly: "He's just a little handsome and a little bad. Don't mind. I haven't seen him get along with women, so I'm a little curious."

Yu laughed: "He is also an ordinary man. He can get jealous, get angry, and ignore people when he gets angry."

"Is it?"

Kong Shadi couldn't imagine what it would be like for Lu Huaizheng to be jealous. In the past, when he saw him, he always looked carefree and poor like everyone else. However, he has become calmer in recent years, but he is surrounded by people like Song Ziqi.

Probably hearing their voices, Song Ziqi shouted from downstairs: "Kong Shadi, come down for dinner."

Kong Shadi kicked her legs angrily, "It's annoying!" Kuang Kuang Kuang went down in her nightgown, but Song Ziqi yelled back halfway: "Go back and get dressed!"

Yu Hao lowered his head and saw Lu Huaizheng leaning on a chair under the railing on the second floor, looking up at her, with a smile on his lips, "Come down."

She went downstairs obediently.

When Song Ziqi saw the neatly dressed Yu Hao, she shook her head, biting a piece of bread in her mouth, and said to Lu Huaizheng with a headache: "Your girlfriend is so worry-free."

Lu Huaizheng smiled: "It's not too worry-free."

Yu Hao sat next to Lu Huaizheng, lowered her head and ate the sandwich he made for her seriously. The two men had almost finished eating, with the remaining leftovers piled in front of them, and they talked about work again.

Song Ziqi asked: "What is the major's current one-hour flight allowance?"

Lu Huaizheng leaned over and got a bottle of milk for Yu Hao, poured it into a cup for her, and said slowly: "It depends on the model."

"Fighters are over a thousand, and bombers are over six hundred." After saying that, he put the cup in front of Yu Hao and added casually.

Song Ziqi: "Then if you fly a fighter plane 24 hours a day, your daily salary is 24,000 yuan, which is almost as much as Kong Sadi's monthly salary."

Lu Huaizheng glanced at him: "No, I only fly less than two hundred hours a year."

Yu Hao glanced at him.

Lu Huaizheng looked down at her, "Why are you looking like this?"

"Two hundred thousand a year?"

Lu Huaizheng looked down at her and smiled: "That's too little."

Yu Hao honestly said: "Too little."

Lu Huaizheng leaned back, adjusted his posture, and looked at her calmly: "How much do you want?"

"Two million?" Yu Hao bit the milk cup, leaving some white milk stains on his mouth, and made a gesture.

Lu Huaizheng lowered his head and smiled.

Then I heard her put down the cup and say: "Your work is dangerous, so you should be normal."

Song Ziqi smiled: "In that case, if everyone becomes a soldier, who will work so hard to do scientific research? How can the national power develop?"

Too.

Yu Hao nodded.

Lu Huaizheng touched her head and motioned for her to eat first.

Song Ziqi added: "Besides, that's just the flight allowance, plus the basic salary and some miscellaneous subsidies. With Huaizheng's current military rank, it adds up to four to five million yuan a year, which is not a small amount.

Foreign companies can also be regarded as middle-level cadres."

Yu Hao slowly ate the rest of the sandwich while listening carefully to Song Ziqi's words.

When he got to the point where he was talking, he nodded in agreement.

"In the final analysis, we still don't have enough vision. When we were in school, we talked about our ideals. When our boss talked about our ideals at work, we have been forced by reality to only talk about money. Our ideals are nothing."

Yu Hao doesn't think so. Lu Huaizheng is a person full of ideals, and his enthusiasm and passion are unparalleled by others.

She finished the milk, glanced at Lu Huaizheng, and then leaned on the chair, looking out the window. Jiamian was leading a few people outside to test the wind direction.

The corners of her mouth were a little sticky, so she stuck out her tongue and licked it twice, but couldn't lick it clean. She was a little annoyed, and a hand suddenly stretched out from beside her, and a warm thumb pressed lightly on her lips.

Yu Hao turned around blankly, and Lu Huaizheng casually brushed away the milk stains on her lips with his fingers, and said to Song Ziqi: "Everyone has his own ambitions, we are secular, and others are not determined by their customs. There are still some people who are willing to stick to their original aspirations and pursue their dreams."

For horses.”

Later, when Yu Hao recalled this sentence, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

After Kongshadi changed her clothes and came down, the helicopter and skydiving instructors had already come over and signed all the agreements, including the beneficiaries of the insurance money.

Fortunately, after writing his parents' names, he paused and quietly added Lu Huaizheng's name at the end.

I don’t know why, but this is mysterious, and it feels like I’m signing a marriage agreement.

Just after signing, Lu Huaizheng came over in his pocket, so he quickly turned over the signed page. The person was already in front of him, "Have you finished writing?"

Yu Hao nodded.

Lu Huaizheng led Yu Hao over. The wind outside the venue was so strong that it almost blew the person out of shape. Kong Shadi hid directly in Song Ziqi's arms. Song Ziqi lowered his head and pinched her face with a smile. Kong Shadi said something in her ear.

Sadie blushed and patted him with a smile, looking very disgusted.

Yu Hao turned around and looked at the man next to him.

He seemed to have changed into a black flight suit. The wind was blowing his hair, revealing his full forehead and tall eyebrows. His eyes were slightly squinted, and he was looking up at the helicopter above his head, with his delicate and slender eyes.

His hand was copying it carefully in his trouser pocket.

A helicopter landed overhead, strong winds blew, and all the grass on the sidelines was blown sideways.

Yu Hao stretched out his hand and gently pinched Lu Huaizheng's wrist. The man's innocent wrist had clear lines, bulging veins, and was warm and strong.

Lu Huaizheng subconsciously took his hand out and held her back. Finally he looked up and found that he was not looking at him, but was still looking at the helicopter. He gestured to Jiamian and then took her hand over.

The helicopter stopped in place.

Lin Yihui and Jia Mian were directing at the venue. Lu Huaizheng went over to help Yu Hao up first. Lin Yihui was still a little worried, "Is it really jumping?"
To be continued...
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