After talking to each other and learning that both of them were safe and healthy and contributing to the disaster area, Yao Zhiyuan and his wife finally felt relieved. However, their daughter and son-in-law, who had been relieved of the danger of flash floods, had to deal with what was before them.
Make a decision about another serious situation.
Should Xiaojing return to Beijing and accept the protection of the 530 Special Operations Group, or should she follow Chen Mufeng to the Cheetah Commando Unit for a short period of protection? In fact, the answer has long been in Yao Zhiyuan's heart... His precious daughter is not worth leaving with anyone else.
Follow Chen Mufeng to safety. In this world, apart from him as a father, the only person in the world who can wholeheartedly and selflessly protect his daughter is his son-in-law, right?
"Ask Xiaojing to follow me back to Military District C." Chen Mufeng classified his wife as his special protected animal without even thinking about it.
Yao Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Okay! I'm just waiting for your words! Xiaojing will follow you, so I can rest assured... Well, you guys can wait in the disaster area for two days, and I will arrange the rest.
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"Yes! First... yes, dad..." Chen Mufeng almost followed the army's routine, but felt something was wrong and braked suddenly, causing his father-in-law to laugh heartily...
Chen Mufeng put down the phone and walked towards a group of people chatting and laughing in the sun with a slightly heavy heart...
His Xiaojing is squatting on the dirt ground and carefully smoothing out the rolled pages of the book. With her slender body, simple sportswear, and a high ponytail, she does not look like a girl who graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
The status that a talented female computer doctor who graduated should have...
A group of innocent and lovely children cuddled up next to her, chattering and asking questions.
"Auntie...did you pray? It was you who kept praying so that the PLA uncle was not washed away by the flood, right?" It was Cao Lijuan. Except for her father, all the remaining female relatives in her family believe in Christianity.
When faced with a difficult disease, I have the impression that only the sincere prayers of loved ones can save someone from danger.
Yao Xiaojing replied with a smile: "Auntie did pray, but she was not like your mother. My prayers were buried in my heart. Uncle Mu Feng can feel it." She pointed to her heart.
"My sister said it's a heart-to-heart connection!" A little boy pulled the sparse short hair on his head and suddenly said something in dialect. Maybe it was too early for him to say such a thing at his age, so as soon as he said it, he said it himself
Instead, he embarrassedly ran behind Yao Xiaojing and hid.
"Haha...haha..." The students and children laughed uncontrollably. When they saw each other laughing, they laughed even more happily.
Yao Xiaojing moistened her eyebrows and used the little red seal that primary school students used as a toy to press a red flower on the back of Hu Teng's hand, the boy who just said that they were connected with each other: "Well said, reward!"
"Auntie, I want red flowers!"
"I want it too!"
"I want it too!!" A group of children gathered around and held out their little hands to ask for rewards.
"Line up! Line up! You all have a share------" She stamped them one by one, and she was as happy as a child. She kept waving her fingers until a big
The palm of his hand was stretched out in front of her, and she was holding the seal and preparing to fasten it. When she felt something was not right, she suddenly stopped and raised her big and smart eyes to look at the people joining in the fun.
The handsome major was wearing camouflage training short-sleeves, and his bronzed skin glowed dazzlingly in the sun.
Her eyes quietly glanced at his chest and abdomen, and she knew that underneath there were beautifully shaped six-pack abs.
She secretly swallowed and patted his paw: "I hate you...you pretend to be a child to trick me!" Seeing him laughing and tugging at her, she couldn't help but feel bad, and stretched out her slender fingers.
Pointing at his six-pack muscles, he criticized: "You...it's okay if you don't have a sense of seasons, but don't forget that these are extraordinary times. In public, your arms are exposed...and your ankles are exposed...
How bad is this... isn't it?! Well... there are so many children, and you dressing like this... will make all our female compatriots feel embarrassed, do you understand?" Spare her... bare arms and ankles like this
She used all the non-nutritious adjectives flexibly.
As expected, Chen Mufeng had a tangled expression on his face. He looked up and down, left and right, back and forth, and then said in a calm and steady manner: "Then you mean I'm a gangster!"
"You said it yourself... Look... the children all agree with what I say!! Right - classmates!" Yao Xiaojing deliberately lengthened her voice and addressed the children with her.
They winked.
"Yes! The uncle of the People's Liberation Army is a gangster!" Oh my god! Yao Xiaojing and Chen Mufeng suddenly turned into a pair of stupid wooden men when they heard the uniform shouts that shocked the entire campus...
Kids! You are so talented...
Yao Xiaojing drove away the children who said something wrong, took off the training uniform jacket from the gangster's waist, and personally helped him put it on. Chen Mufeng was not used to having intimate gestures with Yao Xiaojing in front of everyone. He saw cooking in the direction of the auditorium.
Several young sisters-in-law were smiling at them from ear to ear.
"I'll do it..." He pretended to take the clothes and put them on himself.
But Yao Xiaojing's big black eyes stared, and he immediately became honest...
"Raise your arm! Stretch... stupid...let me stretch it!" Yao Xiaojing was actually happy for a long time. Taking advantage of the opportunity to help him get dressed, her hand touched the six yuan several times.
The muscles are...hard, tight, and elastic. I wonder if they will still be chewy if I bite them...
Suddenly she felt a chill on her forehead, and he put his big hand on her to test the temperature.
The chiseled handsome face in front of him could not hide his smile. He tried his best to make a surprised expression on his face and said: "Oh...it's not good. This girl is suffering from hypochondriasis and has a fever!"
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"You just have a fever..." Her face was a little red, but her slender hands still stayed on his six-pack muscles behind her back, refusing to let go.
He didn't expose her, and withdrew his hand to test his own temperature, and said even more surprised: "Oh... I really have a fever... What should I do, Xiaojing, you have to be responsible for putting out the fire for me..."
It was rare for the always serious-minded major to make such a joke. When Yao Xiaojing was dragged back to their newly cleaned house in broad daylight, she was still thinking, Madman, have you changed your gender?