Feng Zhenhai's weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles left by the years. But his deep eyes always shone with a kind light.
The straight back and the military uniform on his body remind him that he is an old soldier who never admits defeat.
"But Ming is so good, but he is not as good as you, old man." Yu Nianen said sincerely with admiration on his face.
"oh?"
"Aren't you the commander? That's much more majestic than him. If he reaches your age in the future and has a demeanor half your age, he will laugh."
Feng Zhenhai laughed loudly after hearing this and pointed at Rong Beiming: "You brat, did you teach this?"
"How is that possible? She didn't even know that I was going to bring her here, and she didn't even have time to buy a gift. But, Nian En, why do you want to belittle your man? Am I that frustrated?"
Yu Nianen smiled. She said this because she had admired soldiers since she was a child. She always felt that soldiers were strong men. They were strong and broad like mountains and the sea.
That's why she particularly liked Rong Beiming's heroic look in the olive green military uniform in the photo.
"She's right. If you were half as old as me, you'd be snickering!" Feng Zhenhai nodded slightly as he spoke.
This girl is fair and fair, with delicate facial features, not delicate or pretentious. She looks very innocent, and she is a good match for his grandson.
Seeing the smile on his grandfather's face, Rong Beiming felt that he had almost passed the test. He stood up and dragged Yu Nianen upstairs: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it tomorrow. I have to go up and educate her. How can you belittle me?"
"You dare? Nian En, if he dares to bully you, I will deal with him." Feng Zhenhai's powerful voice sounded behind them.
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"What are you doing? It's not good to do this." After entering the room, Yu Nianen complained in a low voice.
"I am saving you from dire straits. If you stay here any longer, my mother will question all your seven aunts and eight aunts."
"No? Isn't your mother the mayor?"
"What's wrong with the mayor? It's still my mother. If she clings to me for everything, she will be in trouble. Go, take a shower, I'm very tired!" He said and dragged her into the bathroom.
Turning on the water pipe, Rong Beiming began to take off his clothes.
"Hey! Don't you want me to wash first?"
"Let's go together, don't waste time. I'm really dizzy and will faint in the bathroom. Who cares about me?"
Seeing him acting like a big child, Yu Nianen smiled sheepishly. As long as he persisted, her objections would be in vain. She might as well save her energy. She was also very tired.
After soaking in the warm water, Yu Nianen's whole body felt indescribably comfortable. Rong Beiming's hand passed under her neck and she rested comfortably on his solid shoulder.
"Ming, why did you bring me to your home?"
"Why?" He lazily turned his head, caressing her face that was soaked in sweat from the hot water with his other hand, and tapped her lips intentionally or unintentionally.
"Speak nicely!" She whimpered into his mouth, and soon she could not utter a complete sentence.
He sucked her soft and sweet lips fiercely, and rubbed her soft and erect breasts not too gently with his big hands.
She was teased until she could only breathe rapidly.
"Ming, I'm very tired..." She complained softly, leaning against him softly, "Aren't you dizzy?"
He looked up at her slightly and said hoarsely: "I told you, when I'm drunk, I just want to do it with you. Nian En, I want you!"