The Most Beautiful Years Met You【206】Then please help me blow it up
Ye Hehuan didn't expect that Yu Zhongxiao would suddenly hug her, or in public. After a brief moment of daze, she glanced at the sentinel who was not squinting not far away. Instead of pushing Yu Zhongxiao away, she raised her hands to circle him vaguely.
With a lean waist and a slight smile on his lips, "You hug me so hard, I can't breathe."
Yu Zhongxiao's arms around her relaxed slightly, but he still didn't let go of her.
The man's straight nose rubbed her neck, feeling a little itchy. His magnetic voice, which he deliberately lowered, sounded in her ears: "When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
"About three o'clock in the afternoon..."
Ye Hehuan told the story of Qin Shousheng being admitted to the hospital.
She buried her face into Yu Zhongxiao's solid chest and smelled the faint smell of sweat on his body, which was not suffocating but mixed with the warmth of his body.
"There are so many people at the door. If you don't let me go, if I am photographed and posted online, you will suffer the consequences."
Just as he was talking, there was a "click" sound from next to him.
Ye Hehuan turned her head and found that the driver was holding the mobile phone. She immediately withdrew from Yu Zhongxiao's arms, walked to the driver and asked to delete the photo.
In fact, the driver had no ill intentions, it was just because he admired soldiers.
When he was a soldier on a pig farm, the biggest officer he ever met was a colonel. Now that he met a senior colonel at close range, he couldn't contain his excitement and wanted to take photos.
The driver assured Ye Hehuan: "I don't do bad things, I just take them out to look at occasionally."
"Chen Sheng and Wu Guang didn't even notify Qin Shihuang before they rebelled. If you were going to do something bad, why would you inform me in advance? Stop it."
Yu Zhongxiao had already walked over. He asked Ye Hehuan in a slightly lower voice, "What's wrong?" He glanced at the phone with his deep eyes, and then looked at the driver. As soon as the driver received his gaze, he quickly stood at attention and returned the salute.
With a standard military salute, he said in a loud and authentic voice: "Hello, Chief!"
Ye Hehuan: "..."
Yu Zhongxiao: "..."
After deleting the photos and handing the phone back, Ye Hehuan did not forget to introduce it to Yu Zhongxiao: "This is..." Then she realized that there was no need to introduce it because she didn't know the driver either, so she could only say concisely: "Yes.
The taxi driver who sent me here."
Yu Zhongxiao responded with a military salute.
The driver was so flattered that his features wrinkled up with laughter, and he was a little at a loss. He asked Yu Zhongxiao if he could take a photo with him.
"No!" Ye Hehuan refused.
She subconsciously blocked Yu Zhongxiao's path, like a mother chicken protecting her chicks.
Yu Zhongxiao had been an undercover agent before. Thinking of the gunshot wound on his chest, Ye Hehuan was still frightened. She could not risk the photos being circulated and being seen by interested parties. She deliberately threatened the driver: "If you keep taking pictures, I will let the sentry arrest you."
If you arrest me, your phone will be confiscated."
Two sentries: "..."
'Scaring' the driver away, and when the taxi disappeared from sight with its taillights on, Ye Hehuan turned around and found Yu Zhongxiao looking at him, with deep eyes and a faint smile on his face.
"What are you looking at?" Ye Hehuan subconsciously touched his face, and what touched his palm was a hot temperature.
Yu Zhongxiao didn't speak, just smiled silently.
Ye Hehuan felt embarrassed and annoyed by him. She didn't know what was so funny about it. Every time he smiled calmly like this, to be honest, it looked a bit annoying... She pursed her lips and said calmly: "
After reading it, I’ll leave first.”
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
There was a sudden tightening on the arm, and Ye Hehuan was pulled back by a strong force.
What's attached is the man's hard chest.
The heat on Ye Hehuan's face had not faded, but she still raised her head. Her cat eyes were astonishingly bright, as if she wanted to force down the shyness. She said in a fierce tone: "What do you want to do? You are a soldier of the people.
You have evil intentions towards a good woman at night!"
Yu Zhongxiao: "..."
Then the strength of his hand was withdrawn, and Ye Hehuan was forced to get closer to his arms.
A man's figure often determines his sexiness. Yu Zhongxiao is very tall, but he doesn't look like a thin bamboo pole. He has a very strong and slender body. He doesn't have exaggerated muscles like a bodybuilder, but he is full of strength.
, very much like those male animals galloping on the grassland, with a kind of primitive wildness, and because of the military uniform, there is a strong flavor of abstinence.
Ye Hehuan's heart beat like a deer's.
It is undeniable that Yu Zhongxiao at this age and with this figure has an indescribable attraction.
Curling her fingers against his chest and shoulders, Ye Hehuan grabbed the fabric of his training uniform and said calmly: "If you do this again, I will scream~"
"What are you shouting for?" Yu Zhongxiao lowered his head and asked her. Under the light, his outline became more profound.
"..."
"I'm not afraid that the pickets will shout if they hear it."
Ye Hehuan was speechless. She was not the soldier. What did she have to be afraid of?
Yu Zhongxiao said: "Stop shouting?"
Ye Hehuan remained silent, his expression showed a little temper, and he didn't want to talk to him.
But Yu Zhongxiao suddenly let her go. He looked at her angry expression and his voice softened a lot: "Wait for me here. I'll explain to you and then come out."
Ye Hehuan looked at Yu Zhongxiao's figure gradually running away, his lips raised slightly.
She walked to the side and waited quietly for Yu Zhongxiao to come back.
While waiting, Ye Hehuan subconsciously remembered,
She had an apartment in Fengcheng, so she didn't have to stay in a hotel at all. In fact, she had only been away for half a month, but she felt strange to this place, and she seemed to be completely confused all of a sudden.
Sometimes, Ye Hehuan even wonders, if she hadn't found out about Yu Zhongxiao's troops in Fengcheng, would she have stayed in this city?
Or will you follow his footsteps to another city?
He was obviously very close, but he was afraid to get any closer, and he didn't dare to touch the little information about him.
…
Yu Zhongxiao came out driving an off-road vehicle.
The car slowly stopped beside Ye Hehuan. Yu Zhongxiao did not get out of the car, but he leaned over and opened the passenger door for her.
"Get in the car."
As soon as Ye Hehuan closed the car door, his left hand was gently held.
Yu Zhongxiao's palm was dry, warm, and wide, embracing her little hand. He asked her where she wanted to go.
"Let's go to the capital of Star Language."
Ye Hehuan did not forget to add: "My house in Fengcheng."
Yu Zhongxiao let go of her hand, started the car, and asked casually: "Where did you live with Bai Xiao before?"
Ye Hehuan hummed softly. After a while, she thought of something. She turned her head and looked at Yu Zhongxiao's side face and asked, "Is it okay if you come out like this?"
"The rest are all trivial matters. It doesn't matter if I'm here or not."
Yu Zhongxiao rolled up the cuffs of his camouflage training uniform, revealing half of his wheat-colored arm. He held the steering wheel with his left hand wearing a watch. The road ahead was wide. He glanced sideways at Ye Hehuan next to him with a concerned look: "From City B
Come here, are you tired?"
Ye Hehuan looked back at him, then leaned her head on his arm, pursed her lips, and said, "I was quite tired at first, but when I saw you, I seemed to be full of energy instantly."
Yu Zhongxiao curled his lower lips and smiled silently.
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The house in the Star Language capital has been unoccupied for more than ten days and has been covered with a thin layer of dust.
Ye Hehuan sat on the sofa, his hands pressed under his thighs, and he looked at Yu Zhongxiao's back as he cleaned up the house.
The training uniform was taken off and thrown on the sofa. Yu Zhongxiao was wearing a military green short-sleeved T-shirt and training uniform. He was squatting by the bathroom door to repair the broken toilet seat. When he exerted a little force on his hands, his arms The looming muscles, the thin lips pursed slightly, and the focused expression on the face exuded the temptation of male hormones intentionally or unintentionally.
Ye Hehuan leaned on the armrest of the sofa and blew a frivolous whistle at him.
Yu Zhongxiao turned his head and saw her lying there lazily. His dark eyes were gentle and he said, "Pass me two tissues."
Ye Hehuan took the tissue box and went over. Yu Zhongxiao had already stood in front of the sink and washed his hands.
She naturally noticed the bruise on the side of his left hand.
Ye Hehuan took his left hand. The light in the car was too dark just now, so she didn't notice it: "What's going on?"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Yu Zhongxiao inquiringly.
"I bumped into it accidentally." Yu Zhongxiao took away his wet hands and wiped them dry with a paper towel.
"How can a collision be so severe?" Ye Hehuan didn't believe his understatement: "Tell me what caused the collision, and I'll give it a try too."
Yu Zhongxiao turned sideways and saw her frowning, with a look of bitterness and hatred on her face.
His mood suddenly became particularly enlightened.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Hehuan felt a little distressed...actually very distressed.
Yu Zhongxiao suddenly stretched out his hand in front of her. He lowered his head slightly and looked at her. His dark eyes were very clear, and he seemed to be smiling: "Then you help me blow it."
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