This was the first time Gao had seen an armed reconnaissance helicopter. Straight 19. Thereafter. It will get more and more ripe. Yanai is often transported around by this model. Like a hit.

She saw two handsome pilots running over to Han Yingqin and solemnly saluted. Han Yingqin returned the salute. Han Yingqin had already put on a field military hat at this time. He put his fingers together and lightly touched his right temple. Handsome Pop Bird.

"Have you contacted the air traffic control over there?"

"Report the chief. Get in touch. Everything is ready. "This is an independent reconnaissance detachment drawn separately from the Air Force reconnaissance company. He directly leads.

"Make sure she gets to her destination safely. Remaining. Go wherever she wants. ”

"Yes."

Gao Qian's body is too suitable for the situation. The pilots also thought that it was a civilian that the chief had "rescued" on the way. This is not without encounters in previous exercises. During the reconnaissance, they encountered civilians who had mistakenly entered the "exercise area". They were all immediately sent back to the base with a straight 19. Repatriation after investigation. But. It is estimated that this time the chief has personally investigated. So direct repatriation.

The Wild has already boarded the helicopter. Look back at him again. He already wore sunglasses. Cool sunglasses under the brim. Handsome face... He looked at him with a sinister look. He waved his hand. He stood at a distance. Didn't move.

Helicopter lift-off. He kept looking at him. He had turned away. Han Yingqin didn't see it. Behind. There was a rare reluctance in his fierce eyes.

So. She's supposed to be a crocodile drop. Thick skin and hypothermia. The slightest struggle is like crocodile tears. Less drops are pitiful. The helicopter flew away. His car is out of sight. That little bit of rare reluctance has also disappeared from the birds. She has something to do with her heart.

She had been thinking for a while about how to make up this lie with her Dutch sister and her father. Let's just tell the truth first. I went downstairs to take out the garbage and fell on the road. Dizzy. Awake.. I woke up because I found my head bleeding. I was afraid that my father would be worried, so I called to find my Dutch sister. Stayed with my Dutch sister for a few days... Just talk to your Dutch sister. Dad's pass should be better.

A wide heart. And the man stretched. She began to lean against the window and enjoy the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland.

It's really speed. Sure enough, four hours later. The helicopter landed on the top floor of the Diamond Building on Jianghan Road. After thanking the pilot. She went downstairs alone.

Let's be honest. If it weren't for the Dutch sister, the "Qingqing Building" nightclub at this time would be in the Diamond Building. She must not be able to go downstairs with such a sloppy look. She wanted to find her Dutch sister as soon as possible. First of all, find a place to take a shower, change your clothes, and sprinkle on.

The boss of "Qingqing Building" is called Qi Shun. Peking Man. This is also a gamer. Tease. Gao Qian learned a lot of Beijing dialect from him.

There is a saying in Beijing that one generation of grandchildren will bring three generations of fruit to the end.

Sun is male. The fruit is a woman. Young and handsome men are top grandchildren. The old man is the grandson; So it is.

Foreigners call it dried sugar. Hook up for play.

Sentence formation example: Liu Zhan specializes in drying candy. That is, Liu Struggle specializes in molesting foreigner girls.

Qi Shun is a top grandson. But he has the experience of a grandson. He said. The top guns of the grandchildren of the nightclub are: insist on shaking down 90 fruits.

Rock Fruit and Rave Fruit are divided into 78 generations. In nightclubs. After 03 years, it will be the world of 80 fruits. Until. 08 Olympics. It was as if 90 fruit sounded the horn of entry. So. You go to a nightclub now. The eyes are full of beautiful and tender 90 fruits. Why don't you make the grandchildren greedy.

Gao Qian is an 80 fruit. It's still an unremarkable 80 fruit. Thereupon. In nightclubs. She tends to lower her eyebrows and pleasing to the eye. Obscurity, decorating the literary and artistic youth style, "detached", looking at this bright light. In fact. How not to complain.

Gao Qian is a very self-pretending person. She always thought. Can't make it tender. Just do taste. Look up to Kang Youwei's daughter Kang Tongbi.

Stop. He has seen Kang Tongbi. She accompanied her parents to visit the old nobleman.

The man is in his seventies. Standing in front of the eight plum blossoms. Dressed in a blue dark flower soft satin sleeved cheongsam. The edges, neckline, and cuffs of the robe were all inlaid with knurled brocade edges three points wide. On top of the cheongsam. Another set of green silk vests. feet. It is a pair of black soft-soled embroidered shoes.

A kind of clear and sparse charm. It makes the old man show the beauty of kindness. A lavender-brown silk scarf tied around the neck and a flesh-colored coral pin on the chest. It looks like a wave under the refraction of sunlight. Add a bit of vividness. Hair dyed black jade coiled at the back of the neck. Wrap it into a loose bun. . .

This is the line of the late Qing aristocracy from top to bottom. Later, by chance, he also got on once. That effect. The men who dipped her were shocked. Later. They all like to buy cheongsams for her to wear. Long. Short. Glamorous. Vegetarian. Conservative. Glamorous. Of course, this is a post-talk bird.

And at the moment. It doesn't matter if it's tasteful or not. Yanai just wants to find a decent clothes to change. Don't talk about the grandchildren and the sharp grandchildren. She went in like this now. Ironclad will be tragically beaten by the world.