Chapter Seventy-Seven: My Heart Is With You

Another time he raised his hand to feed her, and the moment of brilliance in her eyes was keenly captured by him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Yesβ€”" Zhixian deliberately prolonged his voice, a pair of beautiful eyes full of mischievous smiles, and on his pale face sparkled like two peerless gems, full of charm, "Mon-coeur." ”

She saw that he looked at herself suspiciously, and she didn't want to tell him, stared at him and ate and urged him to rest, saying that she would tell him when he woke up, and pulled the hook quite childishly.

Zhixian looked at the slowly falling leaves of the plane tree outside the window, and suddenly gave birth to a feeling of quiet years, but needless to say, she also knew that this was an illusion.

Shanghai is already in the news.

Xu Mansion. The master bedroom on the second floor was unusually silent.

The figure of the woman standing by the window is tall, and the cheongsam with blue and white background outlines a graceful female body, but her face is surprisingly cold.

And what didn't match this coldness was that her face had the bruises and redness of the punch in her eyes, and if it weren't for the hem of the cheongsam, you could still see the marks of the fall on her calf.

At the desk sat a short Japanese man, with the usual solemnity on Okamura's distinctly Oriental face, playing against himself with a katana at his waist in one hand and a chess piece in the other.

The half-lying man on the bed was extraordinarily handsome, and at a glance it made people think that he was smiling slightly, but those eyes contained a little undisguised sorrow.

Everyone who has been in the Xu Mansion for more than ten years knows that this is the time when the eldest young master is extremely angry, and it is also a precursor to the coming storm.

Therefore, in the entire mansion, even panting was deliberately cautious.

"The army has won victory in the northeast, and their troops are constantly being transported to the land of China, and the navy cannot only be used as a reserve support force for the army," Okamura said slowly, but his eyes were always fixed on the chessboard: "If you want to compete for resources, you must have combat achievements!" Did the general's instructions come out? ”

The woman's voice was surprisingly quiet, "Well, the document with Secret Number 213 has been sent down to the fleet," she paused, and said in Chinese, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have any reason to do anything to that Miss Yan." ”

"I hope Xu Sang can calm down, and for the establishment of our Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Circle, don't let the love of children become a stumbling block." She walked out of the room, leaving only a slow, rhythmic "kick" in her empty thoughts.

Okamura spoke again: "That woman has been brought back to Shanghai from prison by Qu Shizheng. ”

Xu Shaozhen's hands were tightly clenched into fists because of his anger, and he slowly stretched out.

Okamura glanced at him and sighed heavily.

He thought that women were just playthings, but he didn't expect that this Young Master Xu almost became a waste of chess because of a plaything! It was just a little bit of a mistake to make their plans go to waste. You must know that if this position can be solved, even if Shanghai cannot gain an advantage in the first battle, it will inevitably be able to spend a lot less effort in the future war against China.

A grim smile appeared on Okamura's face, and he slowly fell again.

What a terrible thing it is for a person to have a weakness!

Zhixian said that when he was rested, she told him the answer, she mustered up her courage, but he hadn't seen anyone for two days, not only Qu Shizheng, but even Zhao Yuanzhao's people didn't show up, and the people who took care of her were some fresh faces who had never seen before.

Before the few of them entered the room, Zhixian heard Zhao Yuanzhao's happy laughter: "Dai Boli has suffered a loss this time, and I am afraid that I will have to spend more effort in the future." ”

Xu Guofan took his words, and slowly lowered his voice.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Zhixian turned his head to take a look, but only Qu Shizheng came in alone.

He met a pair of eyes that she had seen, so he walked forward quickly and said, "The doctor said that he could be discharged from the hospital in two days, my grandfather is in Shanghai, and when you are discharged, I will go to your house to propose marriage." ”

Zhixian was stunned for a moment: "In this way, it will cause you trouble." ”

After all, he is a person who has just come out of the Jiangbei Army Prison, and he is in that capacity, no matter how you look at it, he will give people a handle.

Qu Shizheng looked at her appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless, didn't his words be very clear, what was this girl thinking in her head?

"Zhixian, that sentence of my fiancΓ©e is not a joke, I was already interested in you as early as when you approached me," he slowly sat down beside her, his resolute face was full of tenderness: "When I saw you in Beiping, you walked towards me, I thought, no matter what happens this time, I can't let you go again." ”

"But you left by yourself, now, do you think I'm a hero to save beauty, or to rob while the fire is burning, I must marry you."

Somehow, now that she has received such a clear response from him, her face turned red because of shyness, and there was only one word "I" left in her mouth.

Qu Shizheng held her hand: "If you haven't thought about it, promise me in two days." ”

I am embarrassed, and I promise to say it in two days!

Such a confident strength made her feel both familiar and strange. At the beginning, he knew that the person he was pretending to be in his heart was Qingbai, he rejected himself, woke himself up, and gave himself so many years to grow up and see his current situation clearly.

Qingbai's love is a fire that burns the plain, warm and eager, and people can't escape from the blazing flames, and Yanzhi's love is more like a towering tree, inadvertently or inadvertently, she has been densely enclosed, sheltered from the wind and rain, and gently and undeniably gives her care, tolerance and understanding.

Once you notice it, you never want to leave.

Qu Shizheng felt the soft little hand she held in her palm move slightly, thinking that she wanted to pull her hand out, but she never thought that the little hand was reversed, tightly interlocked with her fingers.

"In the year of the military parade in Beiping, Duan Lao asked me to go to the house to watch a game of chess, and later when Staff Officer Lin sent me away, I looked at the sky outside so blue, and somehow I remembered that game of chess," Zhixian took a deep breath, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles: "At that time, I thought, what kind of person is the person who holds the white son." ”

"Yanzhi, Mon-coeur, my heart is for you."

Her smiling face was reflected in the sunset, like the most blooming flower in spring, and those beautiful eyes full of hope were full of seriousness and tenderness.

I didn't think about it, so I did it.

He held her head like a treasure, slowly lowered his head, and imprinted his lips on hers.