After hanging up the phone, he took Zhao Qingqing's hand again and pulled her downstairs quickly.
Zhao Qingqing asked curiously: "Why is it a private island?"
Luo Jian asked back: "You kidnapped someone and dared to lock him up in a public place?"
Huh? That makes sense. Zhao Qingqing nodded, with a bright smile on his pretty face, and looked at Luo Jian with admiration, "Colonel Luo, you are so smart."
He is indeed an idol.
As a man in his thirties, he has received countless supreme honors and praises, but none of them gave him as great a sense of accomplishment as this little compliment from Miss Zhao.
When Luo Jian heard Zhao Qingqing's praise, his heart felt as sweet as honey.
Although he was led by Luo Jian, Zhao Qingqing's legs were shorter and he was always one step behind Luo Jian. The two of them stepped out of the door one after the other.
She walked out the door, looked up, and was stunned by the scene in front of her.
She paused in her steps and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
After rubbing it twice, I saw that it was still a military helicopter and had not turned into a tractor.
She turned and looked up, looking at Luo Jian in surprise, pointing at the small helicopter in the yard, "Did you drive this here?"
Driving a military helicopter around is so awesome, he looks exactly like the male protagonist in her novel.
Luo Jian put his hands behind his back, pursed his lips tightly, and raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise, you thought it was the dirty river coming to pick you up?"
Hey, hey, it's really terrible for a man to be so small-minded.
Zhao Qingqing could hear the sourness in Colonel Luo's words, and asked with a silly smile: "Haha, can I go up and sit down?"
She has always dreamed of riding in a military helicopter. Even if she is not flying in the sky, she can just go up and experience it.
Luo Jian's little guard just came out of the house. He smiled and gave a military salute to Zhao Qingqing, and then made an invitation gesture to Zhao Qingqing, "Sister-in-law, sit down wherever you want."
Sister-in-law? Zhao Qingqing frowned and looked at the little guard in confusion, "Who is your brother?"
She's not married yet and doesn't have a boyfriend, okay?
The guard pretended to be stupid and said, "Hey."
He smirked and turned his attention to Luo Jian.
Luo Jian pursed his lips, half-smiling but not smiling, and cast an appreciative glance at the young guard.
The boy has been following him for so long and it has been in vain.
Zhao Qingqing was sitting on the military helicopter, and her heartbeat was beating faster as the plane flew higher and higher.
She tightly grasped the uniform that Luo Jian had draped over her body with both hands, her palms full of sweat.
Oh my god, it was the first time she took a special plane, and it was a military one. Even if the plane crashed, she would die without regrets.
After Luo Jian got on the plane, he kept staring at Zhao Qingqing's face. The expression on his little face was both excited and nervous, which made him feel very confused.
The window was open, and the wind ruffled Zhao Qingqing's hair on her forehead. Luo Jian stretched out his hand to smooth it out for her with a gentle movement.
Suddenly, he shouted with a meaningful tone: "Qingqing."
Zhao Qingqing turned to look at him in confusion, "Huh?"
Luo Jian took back his hand and said with a serious expression: "I think what you said to me last time makes sense."
Behind his seriousness is cunning.
Zhao Qingqing was curious: "What?"
What can she say to make the colonel feel justified?
'Hey' Luo Jian suddenly frowned and sighed with a sad look on his face, "It means that I shouldn't marry someone I don't like, so I want to regret the marriage."
"You should have woken up a long time ago." Zhao Qingqing patted his thigh and agreed with Luo Jian to regret the marriage, "But it's not too late now. A woman is thirty-three and the sun has set halfway over the mountain. A man is thirty-three and the sun has just risen. It's not too late."
