Steward Zhao was choked by Qin Lang.

He couldn't argue with it yet.

It stands to reason that Manad is Wen Ting's cousin-in-law, and Wen Qing is his own son.

It is indeed a family.

Steward Zhao blushed for a while, and stood outside, staring at the door of the living room.

Qin Lang held his hand, couldn't see his expression, and looked out with empty eyes.

Tang Dou felt a little cold, and leaned together with Cao Meng.

"Lao Cao, have you ever felt that the company commander has become more taciturn when he retrieved the ashes of the old company commander from country H."

"Hmm!" Cao Meng nodded, looking at Qin Lang's lonely back worriedly.

He hadn't had any contact with Qin Lang before.

When he met the other party, Qin Lang did not have such a strong cold air, but had a trace of gentleness.

However, I heard that a long time ago, Qin Lang was a military madman who didn't understand the fireworks of the world, and only knew training.

"Perhaps, it would be good if my sister-in-law came!" Cao Meng whispered.

Tang Dou's eyes lit up.

But no, when he followed Qin Lang to find Ning Yishu and Mi Li, the other party's body was not so cold.

Tang Dou probably understood, sighed, and looked outside.

Why hasn't Sister Ning come yet?

"Qin Lang!" Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Ning Yishu was dressed in a red dress, with the blue sky behind her, like a fairy stepping into the sky, with endless tenderness.

This fairy did not come from the void, but on the contrary, it carried the fireworks of the world.

The revolving door she pushed open was like a link between fairyland and reality.

With Ning Yishu's hand pushing the door, the whistle and human voices outside came to his face.

Facing Ning Yishu's sparkling gaze and blooming smile, Qin Lang's cold silhouette finally had warmth.

"Yishu!" Qin Lang found that his voice was a little hoarse and ugly.

The sequelae of smuggling back to China before have not been adjusted.

He first stretched out his hand in his own voice, and Ning Yishu put his hand in his palm as a matter of course.

Qin Lang held the other party's soft hand tightly.

A trace of coolness passed from the palm of his hand to his heart, so that Qin Lang's heart that had been floating finally came to fruition.

"Yishu!" He shouted again, a smile on his lips.

The smile rippled, wetting the corners of Qin Lang's eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Yishu sensed that something was wrong with Qin Lang.

Her eyes were full of pity, and she looked at Tang Dou and Cao Meng in puzzlement.

After Qin Lang returned to China, he only reported his peace and did not say anything else.

After that, he told her that he wanted to come to country S with the group to see her.

Ning Yishu was busy with Manad and Wen Qing's affairs, thinking that he was going to meet Qin Lang again, so he didn't ask more.

When she saw it today, she was shocked to realize that Qin Lang's mood was wrong.

Could it be because of Uncle Qin Ling?

Ning Yishu's heart twitched, and a sour bitterness spread in his mouth.

"Qin Lang, people can't be resurrected after death, Dad Qin has a spirit in the sky, I must be very happy to see you so good and help him return to his homeland!"

Qin Lang smiled and clenched Ning Yishu tighter: "This is not the place to talk, follow me to the house." ”

He pulled Ning Yishu and walked upstairs to the guest room.

Ning Yishu didn't speak, and obediently followed behind him.

When passing by Steward Zhao, she looked outside and smiled sweetly at the other party.

Steward Zhao: "......"

What laugh at what laughs?

These two are sick!

"Tang Dou, what's the matter with Brother Qin?" The rice grains that arrived later also sensed that something was wrong.

Tang Dou immediately leaned over: "It must be the old company commander!" ”

When he didn't find anyone, Qin Lang still had a trace of thought.

The remains were found, but instead ......

Alas!

When Tang Dou first joined the army, he had heard of the prestige of Qinling.

Such a good soldier, but he fell in a foreign land.

Did he die at the hands of the enemy, or did someone put a cold gun in the back?

For so many years, unless the parties come out and admit it personally.

Otherwise it's really hard to track.

He glanced at Steward Zhao meaninglessly, grinding his teeth with hatred.

…………

Qin Lang's guest room, next to those old cadres, is also a presidential suite.

Who makes Wenqing willing to spend money?

Ning Yishu walked in and looked around: "Wen Qing is so skilled, didn't he press the bugging device or anything like that in the house?" ”

"When we checked in, we checked with the instrument and the room was very clean!"

Qin Lang poured Ning Yishu a glass of water and put it on the coffee table.

Ning Yishu turned his head and saw that his expression was still sad.

She sighed, walked over, and pulled Qin Lang to sit down: "Don't be busy, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's talk for a while." ”

"Are your legs better?"

She put her hand on Qin Lang's injured thigh and asked with concern.

Half a month has passed, Qin Lang is young and recovers quickly.

The thigh is just a flesh wound, and it's been a long time ago.

Qin Lang opened his mouth and was about to say yes, but at Shangning Yishu's concerned gaze, he didn't know why, he blurted out: "It's still a little painful." ”

"Then you still come out to take on the task and recuperate at home!" Ning Yishu was distressed.

If there is no her, Qin Lang, a person who does not understand human feelings, what can he do.

Now that the other party's father is gone, the other party is weak, and he must treat him well. Strange sentence:

Ning Yishu said softly, "Let me see the wound." ”

If Qin Lang didn't stop her, she would have to pick up her pants.

Qin Lang pressed her hand, although she was an old husband and wife, the tips of her ears couldn't help but turn red.

He coughed and took Ning Yishu in his arms: "Just sit with me for a while, don't make trouble." ”

“……”

Ning Yishu stopped talking and obediently snuggled in Qin Lang's arms.

Time passed minute by minute, and the sun outside the window changed from bright to soft.

The light shines through the screen window and falls on the two people in the room, and the light and shadow are flashy.

Two people, no one mentioned the things downstairs and those people.

"Tuk Tuk!" A knock on the door shatters the silence in the room.

Ning Yishu was the first to come back to his senses: "I'll open the door." ”

Qin Lang let go and watched her go to open the door, his eyes sank.

Only Cao Meng was outside the door: "Sister Ning, everyone in the living room has come out." ”

Ning Yishu turned around.

Qin Lang had already heard it, got up and walked out: "It is estimated that the discussion has been completed!" ”

Cao Meng nodded: "Old Wen's face was embarrassed, and he led Wen Qing out." ”

Ning Yishu frowned: "Wen Qing went back with Wen Ting?" ”

Qin Lang closed the door and took Ning Yishu and Cao Meng out:

"Surely, if Manad had enough in her hands, she might be able to bite the bullet."

"But she doesn't have much evidence in her hands, quite a lot of proof that Wen Qing is not virtuous."

"She also has to consider the turmoil of the country's economy, so the best outcome is to let Wenqing and Wen Ting return to China!"

Ning Yishu was unhappy: "Then let's not work in vain, and let the father and son reunite?" ”

After returning to China, will you continue to be pampered and enjoy the national dividend?

It's really impressive!

Qin Lang smiled coldly: "I won't give them the opportunity to return to China to enjoy happiness!" ”

As he spoke, the elevator doors opened.

Outside the door stood Qin Lang and Ning Yishu, and inside the door stood Wen Ting and Wen Qing.

Several people looked at each other, and the undercurrent was surging.

"Qin Lang, you husband and wife, you have the ability!" Wen Ting opened his mouth first.

Qin Lang was noncommittal, his face was expressionless: "There are talents in the country, and one wave is stronger than another!" ”

Wen Ting: "......"

The cultural literacy of the military now is higher than that of his time!

I'm so angry that I'm going to vomit blood!

。 Sogou