Chapter 95: Liking has nothing to do with looks
Fu Boyan hung up the phone, put the phone in his trouser pocket, and prepared to go back to continue his work. When he turned around, he saw someone with a cigarette in his mouth, leaning on an electric pole next to him and looking at him.
Fu Boyan threw the mobile phone to his comrade-in-arms Jiang Tao and asked, "I'm not busy with you, what are you doing here?" β
Jiang Tao hurriedly picked up the mobile phone thrown by Fu Boyan, took two puffs of cigarette, and smiled maliciously: "Look at your gentle appearance just now, is the call to your girlfriend?" β
"Not yet."
Fu Boyan must have ignored such words, but this time he answered.
Fu Boyan, Nan Heng, and Jiang Tao all enlisted in the same year. Jiang Tao is as old as Fu Boyan, but he already has a six-year-old daughter.
Jiang Tao said: "It seems that your iron tree is finally going to bloom." I'm full of curiosity about that girl now, what kind of woman can warm your heart of stone. Su Weilan has been chasing you for six years, and you haven't moved a bit. β
Fu Boyan also took out a cigarette and lit it, he took two puffs, and said, "Liking has nothing to do with looks." β
Jiang Tao smiled: "Yes." β
Jiang Tao is now the head of the anti-terrorist force, and they received a task two months ago, and they didn't want something to happen in the execution, so they sent Fu Boyan to help.
Nan Heng told Fu Boyan that he had been stripped of his military status, but in fact, the two of them were still soldiers.
The order was issued in a hurry, Fu Boyan left in a hurry, he wanted to get off the plane and tell Nan Cheng that he was wrong, but as soon as he got off the plane, he was attacked by someone at the airport, and his mobile phone was broken.
After he joined Jiang Tao, he has been busy, and he has slept for an hour or two every day for so many days. If Jiang Tao's daughter hadn't called Jiang Tao today to say Merry Christmas, he wouldn't have known what day it was.
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When Nancheng woke up the next morning, she had a splitting headache, she didn't have any strength in her body, and she wanted to vomit whenever she moved, so she lay down decadently with her eyes open.
As a result, the fox moved, and its feet reached directly into her face. When she reached for the fox's leg, she accidentally fell off the couch.
Nancheng was hit by a beer bottle, she pressed her waist and got up, looked at the mess of beer bottles in the room, and then looked at the sleeping fox with a broom in her arms, and her eyes were dull for a while before she remembered what happened last night.
Of course I don't remember the phone call.
Tomorrow night, I came out of the house sleepily and went into the toilet, and I was still in a drowsy state.
Nan Cheng found a blanket to cover the fox, and when she came out of the toilet tomorrow night, she was already a little sober, she dragged her tired body, walked to the water heater and drew a glass of water, and after drying it down in one go, she asked Nan Cheng: "Orange, what time is it." β
Nan Cheng picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and looked at it, "It's more than six o'clock." β
Tomorrow night, he put down the cup, scratched his messy hair, and said, "Then I'll go to sleep again." β
Then he tilted his head back and went back to the fox's bedroom to continue sleeping.
Nan Cheng slid away the phone, only to see that the interface was a call log, and she hurriedly looked at the call log.
She knew that she didn't have any wine virtues, she looked at the number she didn't know, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, she called someone she didn't know, if it was an acquaintance, it would be a shame.
She remembered that once she was drunk and called Song Jiahe. This is not terrible, what is terrible is that Song Jiahe saved the call and showed it to her afterwards. She listened to her crying father and calling her mother, and suddenly wanted to strangle Song Jiahe's heart.
Nancheng put down her phone, pressed her temples, and wanted to squint for a while, but her stomach began to tumble, and she hurriedly ran to the toilet to vomit.