Glancing at the fat man who quickly fell into a coma, An Lei gently closed the door with amusement.

This is the most luxurious ward in the Army General Hospital. The entire house division is decorated in the old-fashioned palace style. Outside the fat man's room, there was a long hallway. The walls of the hallway are covered with dark brown wood skirting and guard, yellow wallpaper.

Every few meters in the long corridor is a bronze court wall lamp. Between the wall lamps, dozens of oil portraits are hung. These people, dressed in Chacner's uniforms, with firm expressions and piercing eyes, are Chacna's most famous generals. Their exploits are already a legend in Ukna.

Walking through this silent corridor and walking through this portrait is like walking through the history of this country. It was they, at different times in the history of Busekena, who led the country's armies on the battlefield and carved the myth of the inconquerability of the country. The fact that a fat man can be admitted to this ward is already a supreme honor in itself.

After two dust-proof automatic doors made into imitation wood shapes, a spacious and luxurious reception room appeared in front of An Lei's eyes.

Although she was mentally prepared for the people in the living room, An Lei still felt a little restrained when she saw the house full of Chuckner and the Allied high-ranking people, and was watched by everyone.

Seeing An Lei coming out of the ward, everyone in the living room only felt that their eyes lit up.

The girl in front of her has long wavy hair, her skin is white, and her soft cashmere sweater and tight tube skirt show her graceful figure to the fullest. She is beautiful, but not the slightest arrogance. Up and down, exuding a kind of gentleness and quietness from the bones. As long as there is silence, it is always difficult to take eyes off her.

Six, rabbit cub, peach blossom luck is good. The old marshal Li Cunxin drank. wine, tsk exclaimed. Turning his eyes, he noticed Margaret's unkind glance at him.

If An Lei is a white magnolia, then the Margaret in front of her is a charming tulip, and then thinking of the innocent female researcher, Li Cunxin couldn't help but sigh and said, "It seems that what I said is not right, his peach blossom luck is not bad." If I were forty or fifty years younger, I would go with him now. ”

Magbot's face flushed slightly, and she took a sip at Li Cunxin, then turned around and walked towards An Lei.

Almost at the same time, everyone looked away.

Chatting chatting, drinking drinking. Even Hastings, the god of war, watched the TV intently. However, if you look closely, you can see that these big people are all like small children, and their ears are pricked up.

"Can I go in?" Margaret walked up to An Lei. Those clear and charming green eyes are like a lazy cat. With the mystery inherited in the genes since time immemorial.

"Of course" An Lei gently stroked the long hair next to her ear, smiled slightly, and turned sideways to open the door.

"If I have time, I'd like to ask you to go shopping." Margaritra held An Lei's hand.

"Okay." An Lei agreed softly.

The two girls smiled and pulled hands, then parted with a smile. Margaret raised her hands lightly, like a kitten's paws, and made a goodbye gesture, turned around and walked into the automatic dust door, while An Lei nodded and smiled at everyone present shyly, and walked out of the door of the ward.

In the living room, a group of old men looked at each other.

Li Cunxin drank the wine from the towel in one gulp and exclaimed.

"Fuck!

Gently pushing open the door, Magestt looked at the fat man lying on the bed in the hospital room.

The ward in the middle of the day is not as complicated as the decoration in the outside. On the contrary, it is as simple and modern as possible.

The white walls are covered with a layer of soft synthetic leather. On the same white ceiling, the light of the shadowless electronic lamps shines softly through the ceiling.

Surrounded by intelligent monitoring lines, graphs and data are quietly displayed, and on the wide and soft alloy hospital bed, the fat man lies quietly and breathes evenly.

"Aren't you awake?" Margaret took off her high heels at the door, and her stockings stood on tiptoe and walked lightly to the bed.

The fat man's ears pricked up.

"Your man says you've been in a coma," Margaret said softly as she sat on the edge of the bed. The soft mattress then sinks slightly. The fat man only felt a pair of soft hands gently massaging his arms back and forth, and listened to Margaret say faintly, "But I know, in fact, you have already woken up." ”

Fuck, the fat man has his eyes closed, and Lao Tzu is not awake.

"If you want to do this, I can't do anything." Margaret's voice carried a hint of resentment, but the fat man suddenly found that the hand that had been kneading and massaging back and forth on his arm had moved to his leg, and was pressing it while moving along the inner thigh to the root of the thigh.

"I really don't know what to do to wake you up" Margaret's voice was soft, revealing a hint of a little woman's laziness and coquettishness, "People are really embarrassed." ”

The fat man's body trembled, and his teeth clenched.

The room was silent, and after a moment, Margaret chuckled as she looked at a tent raised from the thin quilt.

The fat man continued to raise the corpse with his eyes open, his old face flushed.

"Fatty, your brother is much more honest than you." Margaret's breath poured straight into the fat man's ears. In the laughter of eating, there is a kind of soul-grabbing magic that makes people itch.

"I won't open my eyes." The fat man was ruthless, his eyes were closed too hard, and his eyelids were wrinkled together. In my heart, I "reprimanded the old." "Fuck, people harassed him at the base of his thighs and couldn't hold his breath, and stood up in a daze to observe the enemy's situation.

Provoked Lao Tzu, five to one! ”

After working for a long time, I saw that the little brother was still shaking his head triumphantly, and he only felt extremely frustrated for a while. A hand crept down and knocked down the tent.

In the middle of the room, it was quiet again. All I heard was a string of silver bell-like laughter from Magbot

"Laugh at the fart" the fat man was indignant. Suddenly, he felt the quilt on his body be lifted. A warm and slippery ** slid in silently.

Elbow opened his eyes in shock, and beside the pillow, in front of him, was a long pale blonde hair that was like a dreamlike dream as the sunlight shining into the morning study through the screen window.

Her long hair was like silk, and as Margaret slowly descended and finally clinged to her chest, her face slid down her cheeks and down her neck. , like a static whirlpool.

The soft and silky four dresses are tightly wrapped around the body like a ribbon. On the waist, the elastic ** is like soap soaked in water. With a slight touch, the skin is hungry and hungry. 10,000 times the perception to feel the ball-like roundness and smoothness.

The arm, which was placed next to it, was pulled up and covered with a back as smooth as jade.

The fat man turned his head, and under the white shadowless lamp, a few warm clothes with warm fragrance were scattered around the soft bedside. And the owner of the clothes curled up in his arms like a pitiful kitten.

"Dead fat man, Margaret hugged the fat man tightly and muttered, why did you pounce on me, do you know, you almost died!"

The fat man was stunned, and suddenly remembered that he had pounced on Margaret like a beast, ready to take advantage of the last time in his life. I was ashamed for a while, and I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in, and I knew that I couldn't die, and I wouldn't be so beastly. Now being ridiculed by the parties in such a considerate tone, how can it be embarrassing!

I couldn't see the embarrassment on the fat man's face, Margaret's face, rubbed lightly on the fat man's chest, and said quietly, what good is it for you to move the old lady? ”

Move?!

The fat man rolled his eyes and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand what this little witch was moved by eating tofu. Could it be that his trick at that time was not ruthless enough to eat the hungry tiger?

Without hearing the fat man's answer, Margaret suddenly raised her head. The fat man didn't have time to close his eyes, so he could only look at her stupidly.

Two people stared at each other, eyes.

, I met An Lei at the door just now, she is very beautiful, so beautiful that people are jealous. After staring at each other for a long time, Margaret said faintly, "You will marry her, will you?" ”

The fat man looked into Margaret's eyes, and suddenly found that a thin layer of mist rose from these dark green eyes.

A hint of apology welled up in his heart, and the fat man nodded with difficulty.

"Well, I lost." Margaret's chin rested lightly on the fat man's chest, "I figured it out before I came here. Marry a chicken and a dog with a dog, you have to knock your grandfather's bamboo shoulder, it's a big deal I'll knock it for you, if you want to win, I'll lose me to you first, so you don't have to be embarrassed. What's yours is yours, and mine is yours. ”

"Forget about our countless previous deals," Margaret pressed her face to the fat man's chest. Shang, hugged him tightly, "Aren't you able to cook raw rice into mature rice, now, you have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity"

Sun-drenched blonde hair, stripped down. Margaret's face was shy with a hint of provocation. The fat man suddenly felt that Margaret's ** had become hot at some point.

"However, how much you can win depends on your ability."

Margaret straightened up, the thin white quilt slid under her waist.

She looked at the fat man's eyes with silky eyes, parted her legs, and gently reached down with her soft and boneless hands, holding the hot spot. The round and white beautiful buttocks lifted slightly, and suddenly sat down gently.

Her long hair flew away, her starry eyes blurred, Margaret bit her lip in pain, a long moan of emotion rolled out of her throat, and her voice trembled low, "This is a war. ”