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Cong Jiajia stepped up to Song Mo, her face flushed like a peach blossom blooming at the beginning, and the white was red, "Brother Song, I'm ...... I have something to say to you. ”

Looking at Song Mo's handsome face, she felt a little sweet in her heart, and unconsciously put a smile on her face.

"Miss Cong can call me Song Mo or Head Song." Song Mo raised his head and glanced at Cong Jiajia lightly, the red short dress, showing her fair calves, and her makeup was exquisite, but Song Mo didn't have any ripples in her heart.

Cong Jiajia was obviously a little surprised by Song Mo's attitude, but she quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile, "Can't I shout like that?" ”

"Miss Cong shouting like this is easy to misunderstand, if it's okay, please leave, I still have something to do here." Song Mo's brows furrowed slightly, a trace of impatience flashed, he was impatient to deal with Cong Jiajia, and besides, he didn't look down on Political Commissar Cong, his daughter actually supported her like this, didn't she get kicked in the head by a donkey, could there be anything else? Supporting his daughter to pursue a married man, Song Mo felt a headache when he thought about it, what is this called! Is it that the ideas in his head are not on the same channel as others at all, he and his daughter-in-law can't see a channel at all when they watch TV, he loves to watch military martial arts sports, and his daughter-in-law is not cold at all.

"Do we have to be that rusty?" Cong Jiajia looked a little aggrieved, thinking about how she could not change her face in front of Song Mo, it was not that she boasted, her appearance was superior no matter where she was placed, but the more Song Mo was cold to her, the more the fire in her heart could not be extinguished. Growing up, she had never seen a man ignore her to such an extent.

Looking at Song Mo's silent appearance, she thought that Song Mo had a faint pity for her weakness, her face flashed with joy, her hand movements were even more attentive, her face was smiling happily, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

"Brother Song, I made a meal for you, you can taste it, my craftsmanship is not very good." Cong Jiajia's face was a little shy and shy, and Song Mo's face was flushed. She is naturally full of confidence in her craft, but she still needs to humble herself in front of Song Mo, so as not to make Song Mo feel that she is too arrogant.

Song Mo's eyes glanced at the thermos bucket she was carrying, and a trace of ecstasy flashed in Cong Jiajia's heart, what man could resist such a delicate girl washing her hands and making soup for others. Song Mo's coldness is not loyalty to his wife, such a good man should not be able to find the north with a lantern, and he is different from other men she has seen.

Besides, she likes Song Mo's one, unlike those white chickens who are thin and weak when they look at them, and they don't have a sense of security at all.

Just thinking about Cong Jiajia like this makes her feel a little happy, imagining her better life in the future, as for snatching her husband, it is not out of the ordinary in her opinion, and if she can't keep her man, she has no ability.

Another reason why Cong Jiajia has such a good attitude at this time is that she offended Song Mo's sister-in-law on the phone before, and later cut off the phone money in a fit of anger, and she felt a little weak in her heart.

It's just that regardless of whether to lower or raise her posture, Song Mo has an attitude, ignoring her, and has no interest in her at all.

"We're not that familiar, Miss Cong, you should bring this meal back." Song Mo looked at Cong Jiajia's eyes coldly.

"I think the food here is not good enough, and I want to improve your food, I don't mean anything else." Cong Jiajia looked at Song Mo with teary eyes, looking innocent and innocent, if someone else stood in front of her today, she might feel pity, but it was a pity that it was Song Mo who was sitting in front of her, and she was not moved at all, if she really wanted it, she would be a little irritable.

He is a clear-minded person, and the mystery of this is naturally understood, but he thinks that he has never given the other party half a point of reverie, and he doesn't know why Cong Jiajia behaves like an interesting person to him, and rushes to stick his cold ass.

Thinking of this, Song Mo felt a little depressed in her heart, and she didn't know if she understood the obvious hint, and Song Mo really didn't know what to say for a while.

Or if she doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, it's just one thing for sure, Song Mo won't give her any expectations.

"If it doesn't taste good, just tell me." Cong Jiajia put her hand on the thermos bucket and showed the back of her hand that had been splashed with oil to Song Mo, showing her sincerity.

"I'm a family person, and it's not appropriate for Miss Cong to do this." Jiajia didn't know how to converge at all, and Song Mo looked at Cong Jiajia's eyes that almost froze her into ice.

"I'm glad that's appropriate, and that's just a country girl who is vulgar and ignorant, where is worthy of you!" Cong Jiajia looked at Song Mo's forbearance and thought that Song Mo was pretending to be calm, so she approached and put her white chest at Song Mo, scratching her head and making a gesture, she was kind of open-minded and wanted Song Mo to be tempted by her or her body.

"My wife is fine, and Miss Cong is not a place for you to come and go freely. If Miss Cong has nothing else to do, please leave and take the thermos bucket with you by the way. Song Mo looked at Cong Jiajia's face white and blue, green and white, his chest trembled, and felt that the picture was really immoral, such a "scenery" might be happy to be replaced by others, but if he wanted to change it, he just felt a little hurtful to his eyes.

"Miss Cong still takes this rice back, and Song thinks that he is not blessed." Looking at Cong Jiajia's unmoved appearance, Song Mo said bluntly.

"Am I not pretty? Why look at me like looking at a rock! Cong Jiajia carried Song Mo and refused mercilessly, and she was so angry in her heart, is she really so unsightly, so ugly? Otherwise, why did Song Mo always look cold and indifferent, so that she couldn't get off the stage. She just wants to pursue her love, is that also wrong? Why do you treat her as nothing every time?

Song Mo replied very seriously, "Whether you are beautiful or ugly, in my eyes it is the same, there is no difference, what I like is my wife from beginning to end." He is telling the truth, he is telling the truth, except for Lin Qiu, he thinks that all women are the same, for marriage, for lovers, for family loyalty is what every man must do, the person he loves is only Lin Qiu, and Song Mo is not ambiguous about other women, because he knows that Lin Qiu will be jealous, although occasionally hearing Lin Qiu's slightly sour words, he is quite comfortable in his heart, but if Lin Qiu feels frightened, he will feel distressed. He will do his best to cover Lin Qiu and make her less difficult and more happy.

After he finished speaking, Cong Jiajia just smiled, with a hint of bitterness in her words, her nails clasped her palms, her teeth biting her lower lip, putting away her previous soft and weak appearance, there was a bit of sharpness between her eyebrows and eyes, and the aura of the whole person was completely different in an instant, "Do you hate me so much?" ”

"I can't talk about hating it or not, I just hope that Miss Cong won't do these misleading things from now on." Song Mo had a cold face and calmly recounted a try.

Cong Jiajia didn't understand what Song Mo meant, but where can the emotional matter be explained in a few words, she just likes Song Mo and likes it so much, she only hates why she appeared so late, at this time Song Mo has already started a family, and the wife of the head of the family is pregnant.

She always said that the woman was just a country woman, where could she compare to her, but in fact, she was terrified, she paid attention to Song Mo's bits and pieces, and during this time, she knew that the woman she had always looked down on was a college graduate, who started her own business, it seemed that the business was not bad, and she was very good-looking, but she was unwilling. Song Mo is the hero in her heart, obviously she doesn't know how much effort she has put in to pursue him, after all, her parents are not so easy to pass, restrain her hot temper for him, wash her hands and soup for him, but the final answer is not satisfactory to her, and even disappointed.

Seeing that Song Mo didn't even think about it and decisively rejected her courtship, Cong Jiajia's heart first ached, and then she didn't know how to describe it.

Seriously, she doesn't know what she wants, if Song Mo really has a good impression of her, I don't know if the image of Song Mo in her heart will change from tall to less tall. Song Mo's loyalty to love made her a little jealous of her sister-in-law Song, who she had never met, and she was unmoved in the face of the temptation of beauty, which was the real man and the real hero in her mind.

It's just that sometimes a woman is easy to fall deeper and deeper, and she is deeply trapped in the beautiful world she has constructed, but she doesn't know that the world she constructed has long been out of her original vision. Cong Jiajia felt a little aggrieved in her heart for a while, and a little indescribable, and stood in place in a daze, unable to move for a long time.

"I won't pester you again in the future, Brother Song, I've always wanted to call you that, but I didn't dare, I'm leaving, thank you very much for saving your life before." Maybe it's ten seconds, maybe it's twenty seconds, the sadness on Cong Jiajia's face was suddenly restrained by her, stubbornly holding her head high, and without waiting for Song Mo to react after saying this, she picked up the thermos bucket, pressed the water-red skirt and ran out, but in the end, she was sad, the moment she opened the door, she burst into tears, and in the future, she would definitely go to see if Brother Song's wife was really that good. What kind of woman can firmly control Brother Song's heart, so that she doesn't even have to drill into a loophole.

Song Mo looked at Cong Jiajia's departing back and didn't react and continued to think about the plan, looking at her appearance of retreating in spite of difficulties, Song Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't realize that women were all tigers, all of them were so violent, and it was even more troublesome to parry a Cong Jiajia than to parry an enemy.

He and her are two parallel lines that do not intersect, Song Mo is happy to see her abandonment, it is in vain in his efforts, delaying youth and delaying time, Cong Jiajia sees that it is a good thing for each other.

Qin Yan looked at Cong Jiajia who ran out with obvious tears on her face, she really didn't know what to say, the first moment Cong Jiajia pursued Song Mo, Qin Yan just felt that there was no play, she inserted it into the loving husband and wife, and he always didn't want to see this kind of person who tried every possible way to pry the corner.

Besides, where can Cong Jiajia be compared with her sister-in-law, her sister-in-law is a real person with a beautiful heart and a good heart, as for this girl, she can only be described as inconsistent. Don't think that pretending to be innocent all day long can't tell that this girl is a mean person on weekdays, and the face of the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks occasionally brings news about her pungent to her ears. But looking at her crying just now, he actually felt that it was quite pitiful, which is really hell.

The really pitiful thing is not the head of the regiment, now is not the time to tear the skin, the strong dragon does not suppress the snake, if this mission wants to succeed, it is necessary to get the full help of the political commissar Cong, and for Cong Jiajia, the only child of the political commissar Cong, he naturally can't be offended too hard. If Political Commissar Cong stumbles a little behind his back, it will be even more difficult to complete the task.

It's just that the head of the regiment is really blessed! How can you be favored by beauties everywhere! Obviously he doesn't look bad! Why don't there be so many good things on him, no, he doesn't need so much, he needs one, and it's useless to have more, because there is only one daughter-in-law. He was also stimulated, Li Tiedanwang Cheng is a person who has a family and a career, and he is also a little jealous, and the idea of marrying a wife and having children that he had never thought about before began to appear in his mind at this time, isn't the life of his wife and children hot on the kang beautiful!

When Qin Yan brought the door and stood in front of Song Mo, this series of thoughts was immediately put away, and he looked at Song Mo with a serious face, "Regiment Commander, we really want to enter the enemy in a disguised way, and then catch them all." Or disguise yourself as the next house to trade with that side? ”

"This matter has not been settled for a while, we have to be careful in every step we take, if we accidentally make a mistake, our efforts for half a year may be in vain." The drug trafficking gang is so rampant, obviously there are people behind it, and there must be a lot of people involved, after all, people who have lost their conscience don't care whether this is a harmful thing or not. The action is certain, it is definitely impossible for them not to act, but they must not be reckless, the other party may have an internal response, otherwise the encirclement and suppression over the years will have no meaningful effect! Song Mo saw things thoroughly, but the more he saw it thoroughly, the more he felt that this matter was not simple, and it was better not to act rashly before there was no perfect strategy, and just a few of them were lurking, maybe they would be recognized as soon as they entered the nest, he didn't believe that the enemy would not have their portraits in his hands, and it was a little difficult to contact them with a change of face, and it was often possible to see through it at a glance after the makeup was finished, and the signs of who called the makeup were so obvious. Song Mo's heart was a little worried, it was really not easy to come up with a foolproof strategy! The plan that the commander-in-chief wanted, she really couldn't think through it for a while. It's just that there is no perfect strategy in the world, and things are man-made, so he still tries to think about it as much as possible.