She was trapped by him in a small, secret corner, and her breathing was made difficult by the pressure in his eyes.
"Mufeng..." She whispered softly, wondering if her nonsensical behavior had made her husband who followed the rules dislike her again... Although the gift was sincere, she did it in front of the soldiers without his permission.
Lu Bao, he must be driven crazy by the stimulation..
Looking at his deep and deep eyes, I felt even more uneasy...
"Have all the gifts been given?" he suddenly said in a confused manner.
She was stunned for a moment and answered subconsciously: "Is it done?" She counted the 27 birthday gifts again and again, and there was definitely not one missing.
He stared at her strangely, his expression a little disappointed...
Is this carefree guy still angry about her recklessness just now? Yao Xiaojing stretched out her hand uneasily and tugged at his buttons, begging for mercy in a low voice: "Mu Feng... don't be angry, okay... today is your birthday, you
Max. I will listen to whatever you say."
He looked at her and bumped her forehead when no one else was around: "Then I also want a gift."
Want a gift?
Yao Xiaojing was stunned. None of the 27 items were to his liking? Or was it the gift he wanted that couldn't be bought with money... it was...
Feeling her little butt being rubbed and groped by his big hands, Yao Xiaojing suddenly turned into a little wooden chicken. Mu Feng... is this the gift you want?
This is too difficult.
Through a translucent glass door, her Mu Feng evil wolf lost his temper and wanted to come to her to ask for a gift?
She was itching and uneasy, and he was out of breath and as tired as a bullfight.
After struggling for a long time, Yao Xiaojing finally felt that something was not going right with the situation: "Mu Feng... why do you always touch my vagina..." He was now struggling with her lower body.
Chen Mufeng frowned and paused.
Suddenly, she took out a crumpled handkerchief from her deep inner pocket.
"Ah----------" Yao Xiaojing was confused in the wind...
She was so ugly that the embroidered handkerchief she planned to keep as a souvenir of shame actually got into his hands...
"What is this?" His eyes were like glowing obsidian in the dark night, shining brightly as he stared at her.
Beating to death cannot be acknowledged as her "masterpiece".
"Oh? A handkerchief? I bought it when I went to town to see how good it looked..."
Chen Mufeng frowned and asked deliberately in confusion: "Is it... good-looking?" The handkerchief in her hand was crumpled into a ball that looked like a moon and star pattern. She really couldn't see any advantages in it that made her want to buy it.
"It's not bad...it's my favorite style...really! Mu Feng, look at the moon on the handkerchief, how similar it is to the moon above our heads...ah...it doesn't seem to be very similar..."
She pointed at the bright crescent moon in the sky and compared it with the big disk in his hand, and she immediately shed invisible tears.
Chen Mufeng endured the pain by holding back his laughter. He covered his mouth, turned away and grinned silently at the moon in the little man's mouth.
Turning back, his expression became indescribably soft, and he rubbed his fingers over the slightly rough surface of the handkerchief, and finally his fingertips rested on the star pattern that she spent the most time on.
"Silly girl... do you think I am a heartless husband?" He put the dumb Xiaojing into his arms, held her gently, and whispered in her ear: "As long as it's from you.
The gifts given to me, no matter whether they are beautiful or ugly, no matter how high or low, are treasures worth cherishing for the rest of my life." He took her little hand, put it to his lips and kissed her softly, his eyes were lingering and gentle: "Does your hand... still hurt?
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Yao Xiaojing looked at her Mu Feng innocently, seeing the deep pity and love in his eyes, and couldn't help but whisper: "You know everything?"
He didn't answer, but expressed his true thoughts with a powerful hug that took her breath away.
He thanks her.
Thank you to fate for bringing the bright sunshine to his gloomy life. Her kindness and intelligence, her freshness and purity, and her true love are all like a seed planted deep in his heart, which finally took root and sprouted at this moment after many years.
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For eternity and eternity, we will stay together from generation to generation. If you have such a beloved person, what more could you ask for.
Holding his sweetheart in his arms, he felt so happy. Although the road ahead was still long, far away, and very difficult and dangerous, because of her participation in his life, he became the richest and bravest man in the world.
He loves her and has no regrets in this life.
The gathering in the entertainment room gradually reached its climax, and Captain Clouded Leopard, who had never contributed to the great entertainment industry, was pushed onto the stage by the soldiers.
"Team Yun!! Come one! Team Yun, come one!!"
"If you are told to sing, just sing, you are so coy and awkward!" Even though three sticks couldn't beat a stuffy eggplant, he yelled excitedly...
Clouded Leopard threw him over with a black face, and shouted into the microphone: "Let me sing! I won't sing! What can you do to me!"
"Hahahaha..." After a brief silence, the entertainment room became manic...
I don't know who gave Cao Ruoxuan a wink. Immediately, the most dazzling comedian in the entire brigade made a grand appearance. I saw him running up to the table neatly, high-fiving his hands, and leading all his comrades to sing to the Yun brigade...
"Time---------" he yelled...
"Precious--------" the soldiers said together.
"Don't sing--------" continued to roar.
"No-------" continue.
"If you want to sing --------" "Just --------"
"Reject---------" Cao Ruoxuan tried his best to suck the milk.
Everyone, including Yao Xiaojing, waved their arms towards Team Yun on the stage: "Waste---------"
Clouded Leopard covered his ears, unable to withstand the eager and expectant gazes of his soldiers, and sighed. He couldn't help but waved to the soldiers below with the microphone: "Then let me sing a song...