Go through the normal process, this pair of dog men and women who have long had a little Jiujiu in their hearts, and occasionally have eyebrows, if they are not arched by others, they will not be able to achieve positive results in three years and five years.

Love is a piece of paper, and it's gone when you drag it.

Zhang Ruoyu knows his brother, Long Fei, this kid doesn't want to die on the battlefield, and he wants him to confess to a girl, talk about love, and engage in ambiguity, which is more uncomfortable than asking for his life.

Especially confessed to a girl who is 1.72 meters tall and taller than Long Fei.

He certainly couldn't open his mouth.

Every time Aunt Ning chatted with Zhang Ruoyu before, she would always inadvertently mention Long Fei.

The tone was very admiring, and it was obviously crooked.

But he knew that Aunt Ning was four years older than Long Fei, and she must be ashamed to say it, for fear that she would not be worthy of the high-ranking and powerful Long Fei.

General Mu and Zhang Ruoyu just made eye contact at the dinner table, and then began to attack from both sides, arching the fire to death.

The dinner was over.

General Mu was very drunk, looking at the two beloved generals with beautiful women, and then thinking that he had been widowed for almost twenty years, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he wanted to find a wife.

"Brother, if you really mind calling me uncle."

Long Fei's expression was solemn, as if he was making a difficult choice: "Then I will discuss with you in the future, you call me uncle, I call you brother." ”

"Awesome." Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were murderous, but the corners of his lips were filled with a light smile.

This kid seems to really like it.

Normally, he wouldn't dare to contradict himself like this...

Seeing Long Fei leave, Han Jiangxue on the side muttered in a low voice: "You Beimang play such flowers?" Marriage matters, how can it be child's play..."

"Child's play?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Jiangxue, who was dressed in military uniform. "Didn't we come here in such a daze."

"Can we be the same?" Han Jiangxue's red lips rose, and her eyes were firm. "Brother Zhang and I, but we love after marriage, and it's true love!"

"Pull me down, you hated me in the first place." Zhang Ruoyu pouted. "Maybe I want to scold me for being a toad and want to eat swan meat, what grade is it worthy of your first beauty on the coast?"

“……”

Han Jiangxue twitched the corners of her mouth, she was a little embarrassed when she was exposed, and she didn't refute it.

"Damn, you really thought so?" Brother Zhang was anxious.

"A little bit..."

Han Jiangxue was a little shy.

"Dead Ba Po, you will be punished!"

Mr. Han's red lips snorted: "You didn't look at me anywhere at the beginning, and you yelled at me all day long, and almost beat me several times." ”

"What's wrong with scolding you? What's wrong with hitting you? Which Beimang doesn't beat his daughter-in-law? ”

At this time, Aunt Ning walked out of the cafeteria.

As soon as I heard this, I was angry and cold on the spot, and I wanted to punch.

Zhang Ruoyu's words changed sharply, and he said coldly: "But the Beimang people don't fight the Beimang people." ”

"I thank you." Ning Zi walked away with a straight face.

She also had a date with Long Fei and didn't want to talk nonsense with the little kid.

When she came to the school grounds, Ning Zi saw Long Fei sitting on the stone steps smoking at a glance.

The cold moonlight swayed down.

Ning Zi paced over and stood beside Long Fei very sassy.

"I drank two more glasses just now, and I couldn't hold back because of their squeezing, so I got hot and did such a stupid thing." Long Fei snuffed out his cigarette butt, stood up, and looked at Ning Zi with a calm gaze. "It's too late for you to regret it now."

"Oh." Ning Zi's eyebrows were indifferent, and her red lips opened slightly. "Then I'll go to General Mu early tomorrow morning to make it clear."

"Hmm..."Long Fei's eyes crossed a gloomy color.

"Anything else?" Ning Zi carried her hands behind her back, looking heroic.

"You asked me to buy the high heels for you that day, but the store said they were out of stock." Long Fei's brain was mushy, and his lips were white. "I picked out two pairs for you at another house, but I don't know if the charm doesn't fit your aesthetics."

"Retreat." Ning Zi said lightly with a cold face. "I don't like to wear high heels."

"Huh?" Long Fei was stunned. "Why do you want to buy it if you don't like to wear it?"

Long Fei recalled.

Ning Zi did never wear high heels in front of her, and occasionally when she patrolled Beimang with herself, she would deliberately take off her military boots and put on flat shoes.

Her reason is that military boots have heels, they are tired of wearing, they are easy to break their feet, and they will stink when they sweat.

"I just want General Long Fei to do something for me." Ning Zi said coldly.

There was a touch of sourness in my heart.

Maybe all this is just wishful thinking, he didn't like his old girl at all!

How young and promising he is, how powerful he is.

Beimang's group of cold female officers, they have to be good-looking, have a figure and a figure, isn't it better than her, who sits in the office every day?

The key is still young.

"You can do whatever you want me to do, as long as it doesn't violate Beimang's discipline." Long Fei pursed his lips and said. "But it's better to do what you like, what you want."

Ning Zi's heart and liver jumped to her throat, her whole body was hot, and she was in a hurry.

This bastard, what a fucking straight man!

"Then I want you to marry me, is this a violation of Beimang's discipline?" Ning Zi finally couldn't hold it anymore.

With the assistance of General Mu and General Zhang, this fool dragged back and forth back and forth, and he didn't have an opinion.

If there is no one to arch the fire, Ning Zi will not want to marry at the age of forty.

"Huh?" Long Fei scratched his head and asked very handsomely. "Will you marry me?"

"I'm asking you, is this a violation of Beimang's discipline?" Ning Zijiao's body was tense, biting her lip, and her eyes were red.

stared at the dead dwarf standing in front of him.

He's a jerk.

"Not violated." Long Fei shook his head resolutely.

"Would you like to, then? Will you think I'm old? Do you think I'm not worthy of you, the legendary god of war, Young Marshal Beimang? Ning Zi clenched her fists, and there was a lot of strength in her heart.

Long Fei froze.

His face was full of consternation.

He looked straight at Ning Zi, and for the first time in the past few months of getting along, he didn't dodge his gaze, staring intently at the tall and beautiful general standing in front of him.

"I do." Long Fei's blood was rolling, and he couldn't help himself. "Marry you, I've climbed high."

"Then I'll never wear high heels for the rest of my life." Ning Zi smiled, the feeling of gaining and losing was really painful. "I'll pay for your height-increasing shoes in the future."