"GI, how did you catch up with your daughter-in-law?" Fang Qingming turned his head sideways to look at Wei Dabing.

Fang Qingming looked serious, not making fun of himself. Wei Dabing didn't think that Fang Qingming would ask himself such a question.

If you want to talk about how to pursue the girl, Wei Dabing really has two brushes. Otherwise, why did his daughter-in-law, who was as beautiful as a flower, follow a man like him with a thief's eyebrows?

Thinking that this was a rare time for Fang Qingming to ask himself a question that had nothing to do with work, in the past, Wei Dabing always wanted to have a good relationship with Fang Qingming in private, giving gifts and making dinner or something, but Fang Qingming refused every time.

Finally, maybe today's problem is an opportunity to get closer to Fang Qingming!

Wei Dabing's two little eyes turned around, and said, "Commander Fang, you really asked the right person!"

"Tell me about it. Fang Qingming didn't know why, but sat up upright, like a student listening carefully.

The other soldiers around heard the conversation between Fang Qingming and Wei Dabing, and hurriedly surrounded them.

After all, not only Fang Qingming, most of the soldiers in this barracks are bare-pole commanders, who doesn't want to hug the beauty as soon as possible?

Wei Dabing cleared his throat and said, "First of all, you have to find out what the girl's family likes." "

"What do you like...... Fang Qingming carefully recalled the bits and pieces of Song Xiangran.

"She likes to eat spicy ......" In fact, Fang Qingming rarely pays attention to others, especially what others like, he doesn't care at all.

Now Wei Dabing suddenly asked Fang Qingming this question, Fang Qingming held back for a long time, and couldn't think of anything.

Seeing that Fang Qingming was stunned for a long time and didn't continue to speak, the people watching next to him were all anxious.

"Oh, head of the group, it's impossible for a girl to like this!"

Fang Qingming had no choice but to look up at the sky helplessly, today's sky was really blue......

Suddenly, Fang Qingming remembered Song Xiangran's room, most of which were blue objects.

"Oh yes, she also likes the color blue!" Fang Qingming was complacent that he had come up with the same again.

But after saying these two things, Fang Qingming's brain seemed to be dead, and he couldn't think of anything else.

"Head Fang, how can you chase other people's girls like this. "

"That's it, you can't even tell what other girls like, you can't tell a few for a long time. "

Everyone, as soon as you say a word, Fang Qingming has been counted.

For Fang Qingming, it was the first time that he was left behind by so many people at once.

But Fang Qingming was not very disgusted by this, because he knew that everyone was a straightforward person and had no malicious intent.

Fang Qingming sighed, and asked Wei Dabing helplessly: "What do you like about the girl's family?"

"This is a science. Wei Dabing touched his chin, stood up, and began to pace in front of Fang Qingming.

"Different girls like different things, what do ordinary girls like, I want to think about it......" Wei Dabing walked over there, walked over here, and everyone's eyes followed him.

"Just my daughter-in-law, I like some lipstick and other makeup bags on weekdays, I like to buy clothes, and then look at love or something. "

Because everyone's eyes followed Wei Dabing, some people were impatient.

"I said Lao Wei, you can talk when you speak, why are you going around. "

Wei Dabing smiled embarrassedly and said, "Oh, this is not for you to teach on the spot, you have to look like a teacher." "

Interrupted by the soldier just now, Fang Qingming hurriedly urged Wei Dabing to continue.

"Old Wei, you don't care about the others, continue to talk about yours. "

"So, Head Fang, do you like the girl you just said?"

Fang Qingming thought about it very seriously, he suddenly felt that Song Xiangran didn't seem to be an ordinary woman, what Wei Dabing said just now, Song Xiangran didn't seem to like any of them.

So Fang Qingming shook his head and said, "She doesn't like to mess with these. "

As if he suddenly remembered something, Fang Qingming continued: "By the way, she must be reading. But I don't know if I don't see love. "

"By the way, Head Fang, is the girl you like still in school?" Wei Dabing remembered the last time he saw Song Xiangran, and he was not very old.

Fang Qingming nodded and said, "She's in her first year of college, and she's ...... younger than me."

Before Fang Qingming could finish speaking, some people around him laughed and coaxed: "Ouch, Head Fang, I didn't expect you to like this." "

"The old cow eats the tender grass. "

How did this sentence sound so familiar, so familiar that Fang Qingming wanted to hit someone.

Isn't it just age, a few years older, not dozens of years old, why do these people care so much about this?

"What's wrong with how old you are? Older men hurt people! You young people don't understand anything!" Wei Dabing hurriedly stood up to help Fang Qingming speak.

In fact, Wei Dabing was a few years older than Fang Qingming, and now that he said that Fang Qingming was old, Fang Qingming was even more angry in his heart.

But after all, Wei Dabing was helping him speak, and Fang Qingming had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"Okay, it doesn't matter, Old Wei, you go on. Fang Qingming waved his hand and motioned for the others to be quiet.

Wei Dabing cleared his throat and continued: "Since you are a student, you must like some relatively new things, by the way, what kind of major is that girl?"

"Chinese department, what is the specific major...... Me, I didn't ask. Fang Qingming said with some shame.

"Department of Chinese, that must be a literary and artistic youth! You can send her a book or something, head Fang, don't you also like to read books, you two can talk more about this." Wei Dabing leaned over and winked at Fang Qingming.

After some guidance from Wei Dabing, Fang Qingming decided to understand what Song Xiangran liked first, and then formally confess, otherwise it would indeed be as Chen Meiyun said, confessing like this, which seemed very perfunctory.

Regardless of whether all the girls care about these rituals as much as Chen Meiyun, Fang Qingming wants to give the best things to Song Xiangran.

The next day, Fang Qingming happened to go out, passing by Xinhua Bookstore, and thinking of Wei Dabing's words, he walked in and shopped.

Even after many years of crawling in the barracks, Fang Qingming still likes some crepe things in his bones, such as reading books.

This is also why, at the beginning, Song Xiangran felt that Fang Qingming was tall and big, but there was still a trace of bookishness.

When he entered the bookstore, he looked at it, Fang Qingming still stayed in his favorite history book area, and he didn't pay attention, he just looked there for a while.

"Hello sir, our bookstore is closing. From the moment Fang Qingming entered the door, the female clerk noticed him, and now she was a little shy to talk to him so closely.

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