She was always very nervous and didn't see that there was a note on the coffee table where the money was placed. On the note were several large characters:
Take the money for breakfast and wait for me for lunch. Long Qingtian
His handwriting is calm, just like his person, cold and domineering.
——*——
There is class on Monday.
After running out of the hotel, Mo Jiu hailed a taxi. Just as he was about to go out, the sound of neat footsteps suddenly came from behind. The steps were solemn and powerful. Mo Jiu turned around and was intimidated by the momentum behind him.
I saw a group of soldiers with serious expressions walking out of the hotel in neat steps. Their movements were powerful, their military boots clacked on the ground, and they had the momentum of swallowing up mountains and rivers.
They stood upright at the door, all with their backs straightened.
Then, a person slowly walked out of the hotel lobby.
The straight military uniform and the aura of loneliness.
The man walked out of the lobby. Even the warm sunshine outside could not wash away the coldness and arrogance on the man's body, nor could it coat him with a trace of warmth. He exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away, which made people feel that he was not close to him.
Sunshine is two worlds.
Mo Jiu's eyes widened.
Is it him? It’s the man from last night!
Seeing him, he remembered the two hundred yuan that symbolized the Sangmen's humiliating treaty. The suppressed emotions in the past two days made Mo Jiu's anger rise. The angry Mo Jiu shouted: "Stop!"
This sudden sound sounded in the courtyard, and with these words, the soldiers on both sides suddenly raised their guns!
Long Qingtian suddenly heard a familiar voice, his cold eyes brightened slightly, and he turned around and saw the girl standing not far away.
Mo Jiu walked over angrily, but she didn't notice that the soldiers around her stepped aside at Long Qingtian's gesture to get out of the way, and she walked step by step in front of Long Qingtian.
He looked up at the cold man who was a head taller than him. The sunlight shone on his cold and hard-lined face, but could not shine into his eyes as dark as midnight.
This man is so handsome that heaven and earth cannot tolerate him, but is he so handsome?
Mo Jiu painfully took out two hundred yuan from his wallet. After thinking about it, he took out a fifty dollar bill. He waved his hand and sneered: "Little company commander, you are handsomer than me, so you are worth this."
price!"
Snap!
Two hundred and fifty yuan was thrown directly into the man's face by her.
hiss!
Low sobs sounded...
Looking up at the man's gloomy, smelly face, I feel so good!
What kind of madness are you crazy about? What kind of leader can a soldier in his twenties be? At most he is a small battalion commander!
Humph, yesterday she was shocked and deceived by that military uniform, but today her brain is not wet!
He proudly turned his head and looked at the soldiers around him. He was scorned by a woman in front of his subordinates. Look at how cold this guy is pretending to be! How can he be so serious!
Thinking of this, Mo Jiu felt happy.
Looking back at the man with gloomy eyes again, Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows proudly, then turned his gaze and landed on the man's epaulettes.
The base of the pine branch green epaulette is decorated with two thin golden bars and four star emblems.
Mo Jiu's heart suddenly stopped, and the smile froze on his face.
She blinked, rubbed her eyes again, looked at the man's epaulettes, and finally made sure she saw it correctly.
The first reaction was, it’s over, it’s really over this time!!
Colonel!
Is there any mistake?
When will the Republic have a 26-year-old senior colonel?! This, this is too young!
Mo Jiu, who was relatively familiar with the army, was so shocked when he caught a glimpse of the rank of senior colonel that his eyes nearly dropped.
Knowing that she had once again teased the tiger's beard, Mo Jiu reacted very quickly, and she smiled mischievously.
