A gust of cold wind hit, and Yue Ying couldn't help but shiver. Standing on the mountain bag in the middle of winter, the cold wind blows, and the cold is particularly unbearable. Zhang Dongbei took off the thick cotton clothes on his body and draped them on Yue Ying's back. Yue Ying was stunned, looked at him and said, "It's so windy here, you gave me the clothes, so what should you do?" Hurry up and put on your clothes, don't catch a cold. ”

Zhang Dongbei grinned and said, "It's okay, I'm strong, how can I catch a cold so easily." As soon as his self-selling and boastful words landed, Yue Ying couldn't help but giggle.

Zhang Dongbei was puzzled for a while, didn't know what she was laughing at, and looked at her with a puzzled expression. Yue Ying looked at his expression and already knew what he was thinking, so she said, "You also said that you are strong, so what happened when you had breakfast just now?" ”

Zhang Dongbei's old face flushed, knowing that what she said was about losing her image at that time, but Zhang Dongbei's face had already been practiced, so he only smiled and said: "No way, I am too tired from training in the morning, and I can't eat enough breakfast in your store, so I ordered a bowl of noodles by myself." ”

Yue Ying looked at Zhang Dongbei with disdain and said, "You are so disgusting." Even such words are spoken. Zhang Dongbei didn't speak, he just laughed at Yue Ying's contempt.

After a pause, Yue Ying said again: "You are really a strange person, in the face of little devils, you are an omnipotent hero, an invincible and undefeated general in the eyes of the common people, but in private you are like a child who has not grown up." Zhang Dongbei, can you tell me, which one is the real you? Sometimes I'm confused by your toss-and-over image. ”

Zhang Dongbei smiled: "Then which image do you like of me?" In fact, whoever you love me like, I can give any expression. Zhang Dongbei suddenly wrote a whole line of lyrics, and it was sung in the pop music of his previous life.

Yue Ying suddenly heard him say this, and the lyrics he sang were so bold and warm, and she looked at Zhang Dongbei in surprise for a while, and her little heart was even more pounding, and two blushes appeared on her face again.

Zhang Dongbei suddenly scratched his surname and showed a lyric, he didn't expect that it would make Yue Ying's heart in front of him, in the previous life, this kind of love song is everywhere in the streets and alleys, sometimes even the old aunts who are exercising in the park in the morning will come to say a sentence or two, but Zhang Dongbei seems to have forgotten that he is not in the previous life, and now he is in the era of the War of Resistance against Japan, which is an era of alternating between the old and the new, although new ideas are constantly being brought into China, but this kind of thing about love and love still cannot be universally made public, especially in particularIn love, marriage must be met by both men and women, and it can only be carried out with the approval of the organization. An outlet like Zhang Dongbei is this kind of song with a very charming surname, and it is very likely to be designated as a * lyrics and glamorous song. If it was yesterday or earlier, if Yue Ying heard this kind of song from Zhang Dongdong's mouth, she would definitely deny Zhang Dongbei again in her heart. But at this moment, not only did she not blame Zhang Dongbei, but she seemed to want to listen to Zhang Dongbei sing to herself again.

"What song are you, and why does it sound weird?" The more suspicious asked.

Zhang Dongbei said: "This is the song of my hometown, the song is called "Who Do You Love Me Like", how is it, is it good?" ”

Yue Ying wanted to put on a straight face and give him a profound critical education, but she didn't know why she nodded along with Zhang Dongdong's words and said: "The tune sounds good, but the lyrics are too bold, do people in your hometown sing this kind of song?" ”

Zhang Dongbei smiled: "Yes, even some uncles and aunts, old men and old ladies can sing it." ”

Yue Ying nodded with a sigh, and suddenly said in a mosquito voice: "Can you sing it to me again?" After saying this, Yue Ying couldn't wait to find a hole to get into. She asked herself in her heart what was going on, she obviously wanted to scold Zhang Dongbei in her heart, but after some of the criticisms she had thought of came to her mouth, she said something else.

Zhang Dongbei didn't think much about her appearance at this time, and thought that she lived in this era, although she was very interested in the pop songs she sang, she was embarrassed.

"Okay, but I'll sing you another one. The song is called "The Most Beautiful", and it is a very nice song. Sing it to you, it's appropriate. If you want to learn, I can teach you. Zhang Dongbei said with a smile, and suddenly he thought of the situation when Zhao Ruzhi asked him to teach her to sing "Eighteen Touches", and he couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief.

baby for this date, last night I couldn't sleep peacefully, prepared twelve roses, each one is as beautiful as you, your beauty is silent, unconsciously let me follow baby, this time I am emotional, hesitant, I don't regret it, you are the most beautiful in my eyes, every smile makes me intoxicated with your bad, your good, you pout your mouth when you lose your temper, you are the most beautiful in my heart, only the person who loves you can best understand you, I understand this wonderful taste, baby remembers the night of that date, I think you can't sleep, whether the twelve roses that sent you still have the fragrance of love, your beauty is silent, and unconsciously let me follow baby, this time I am emotional, hesitant, I don't regret you in my eyesIn is the most beautiful, every smile makes me intoxicated with your bad, your good, you pout your mouth when you lose your temper, you are the most beautiful in my heart, only the person who loves you can best understand you, I understand this wonderful taste, walking in the street, people are looking at me, envy me, I have you next to me, snuggled up in love, I am tired, in order to accompany you, with you, you are the most beautiful in my eyes, every smile makes me intoxicated with your bad, your good, you pout your mouth when you lose your temper, you are the most beautiful in my heart, only the person who loves can best understand you, I understand, this wonderful taste, the soft voice sounded on the mountain bagAt this time, Zhang Dongbei is no longer a bloody anti-Japanese hero, no longer a child who does not grow up in Yue Ying's eyes, Zhang Dongbei at this time exudes a soft temperament, a temperament that makes a different surname crazy. Listening to the melodious singing, Yue Ying seemed to have forgotten her breathing and everything, as if she and Zhang Dongbei were the only two left in this world.

"How? Is this song good? Zhang Dongbei's sudden question pulled Yue Ying back from the dream, seeing Zhang Dongbei looking at her gaze, Yue Ying felt that her face was getting hotter and hotter, at this moment she didn't dare to make eye contact with Zhang Dongbei, at this moment she no longer seemed to be the local secretary of the Eighth Route Army who was in a hurry, but a young girl who was at a loss when she saw her long-cherished lover.

"Well, that's nice. Brother Zhang, can you teach me how to sing this song? Yue Ying lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

"Okay, as long as you want to learn, I can teach you now." Zhang Dongbei said with a smile.

"Okay, as long as you want to learn, I can teach you now." A strange sound of yin and yang came from a short distance behind them, followed by a mass of laughter.

Zhang Dongdong's face immediately turned cold, and he quickly turned around, only to see that more than a hundred meters behind them, more than a dozen bandits were looking up and down at the two of them with evil smiles.

"Yo, it turns out that she is still such a smart girl, it just so happens that Lao Tzu is in a panic during this time, and I will wait to catch it back and vent the fire first. Brothers, make this man for me, and tie the woman back to the cottage. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face looked at Yue Ying with an evil face, in his opinion, these two little couples who came out to have a cheating tryst were simply a big gift from God.

"*, what a fucking shit." Zhang Dongbei scolded with a murderous face.

(ps: I wrote this chapter at two o'clock in the morning, but I found that I couldn't enter the author's area, dizzy!) During this time, at night, I can't enter the author's area, and it seems to be in the process of debugging! ）