Delicate Beauty Age Wen Tian Pet Daily Verse 30

Besides, Jian Lu also has some feelings these days, and it is impossible to say that Cheng Zheng has not loosened.

Otherwise, with his attitude of rejecting people as cold as an iceberg, he could still let himself stay in the army for so long?

Cheng Zheng stood not far behind Jian Lu, his eyes flashed slightly, and he heard her firm words, especially the sentence that was originally mine, which made people's hearts feel as if they had been gently scratched by a soft feather.

"I can understand why Head Cheng is willing to marry you, and you are also... It's really different. Qian Jingjing pursed her lips, looking at the female comrade in front of her and suddenly felt powerless, she was obviously here to find fault, but she praised her so that she couldn't find the north, the key is that this person has been talking to herself very sincerely.

It's horrible! This man is terrible!

"I'll just think you're complimenting me." Jian Lu smiled sweetly.

"I'm not going to tell you, my mind is so messed up, I have to go back and think about it." After listening to some persuasions from the other side for a while, Qian Jingjing could not fully accept it, and she flashed to prepare to leave, when she suddenly found Cheng Zheng standing opposite.

With a flushed face, the man turned around and ran away!

Jian Lu watched in shock as this dancing female soldier disappeared quickly, shocked that she had a good physique and fast running speed, thinking that she had just seen a ghost, otherwise how could her eyes be so big?

Looking back, Jian Lu was startled.

Good guy, this ghost is none other than Cheng Zheng!

Cheng Zheng watched Jian Lu's face change instantly, from shock to packing up his mood and looking at himself with a smile, he couldn't help but sigh, this person is really amazing.

It's better than Song Brigade, and changing his face is faster than turning a book.

"Brother Cheng, when did you come?" Jian Lu remembered what she had just teased Qian Jingjing, wouldn't he have heard it?

"I didn't hear anything." Especially the sentence that she is hers... Match the object.

Jian Lu: "..."

It's over, I'm sure I've heard it.

The wise and martial head Cheng also began to have no silver in this place.

Fortunately, Jian Lu was determined, and in her previous life, as a social animal, she had developed a good ability to change the topic.

"That's just here, I chatted casually with Comrade Qian Jingjing."

Cheng Zheng remembered Qian Jingjing's reaction just now, and couldn't help but feel that Comrade Jian Lu was too powerful, and he could actually take down the spoiled Qian Jingjing?

"Brother Cheng... Brother Cheng... What do you think? I didn't hear you speak. ”

"Nothing." Cheng Zheng couldn't tell her that he was still thinking about her when he stood in front of her. "What did you just say?"

"Oh, I wanted to ask you if you could take me to the county seat to buy something next time I was on vacation. There are also a lot of supply and marketing cooperatives on the island, but they are not as full as the department stores in the city, so I want to go and see them. Jian Lu knew that after a while, Cheng Zheng had a holiday, and it would be too stupid for him not to take advantage of the victory to pursue him.

"Okay." Knowing that she was not familiar with life here, Cheng Zheng did not hesitate, he just took a comrade far away from home to buy things, and there was no problem.

"Okay, then it's decided, let's go to the county seat together when the time comes!"

Finally made an appointment with someone, Jian Lu just wanted to say goodbye and leave, and suddenly remembered that she still had a big thing to do!

It's already evening at this time, and people come and go in the family home, and it's not too eye-catching to give clothes.

"Brother Cheng, I'll go back and get something for you, you just wait for me here, don't move around."

Before Cheng Zheng could say anything, he saw Comrade Jian Lu's hands clenched into fists and trotted in the direction of the family home.

Little by little, the petite figure disappeared from sight.

When I saw her back again, it was already more than ten minutes later.

Xu was in a hurry, Jian Lu's face was flushed, and thin sweat was oozing from her forehead.

"You don't have to worry, don't run like this."

Cheng Zheng has been training for many years, and the soldiers under his command are also well-trained, but it is the first time that he has seen a person who can run such a distance and breathe like this.

"It's fine." Jian Lu handed over the burden on her hand, and a smile appeared on her ruddy face, "Brother Cheng, thank you for your help and recent care, I made you a dress as a gift of gratitude." ”

Jian Lu tried her best to make a white shirt, neat and generous, simple and clean, Cheng Zheng must look very good in it.

Cheng Zheng looked at the white corners of his clothes exposed in the baggage, and was shocked, he came, he still came.

"My clothes aren't very good, don't mind. Look at my hands, I was poked and bleeding from needles when I made clothes, and I was tired of stepping on the sewing machine. ”

Although it's just a drop of blood, it's a bit of an exaggeration, but how can you do it if you don't beautify your own efforts!

Jian Lu shook her white hand towards Cheng Zheng and showed him the eye of the needle that had long since disappeared.

Cheng Zheng didn't see anything clearly, he only felt a flash of white in front of him, listening to Jian Lu's broken words, he didn't know how to rise a trace of warmth in his heart.

However, thinking of the set of clothes on Dunzi's body, he nodded heavily, "Thank you, Comrade Jian Lu." ”

After giving the gift and finishing it, Jian Lu felt that Cheng Zheng would definitely be able to appreciate his own intentions, but how could this person's action of holding the burden back with both hands looking a little stiff.

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After separating from Jian Lu, Cheng Zheng, who returned to the bachelor dormitory, solemnly put the burden wrapped in clothes on the table, opened it and saw that the shirt folded into blocks was lying quietly, with a touch of white dazzling.

Thinking of the bells and whistles of Dunzi's clothes, Cheng Zheng's hand stretched out to the clothes paused, but he still didn't unfold it to see, that appearance was really not within his acceptable range.

The slender hand falls on the shirt, and the gentle and comfortable touch makes people a little restless.

Opening the wardrobe, Cheng Zheng looked at the white military uniforms and a few regular clothes, and put the shirt made by Comrade Jian Lu on the regular clothes, a total of three clothes were stacked.

Closing the cabinet door, Cheng Zheng was just about to turn around and stopped, turned around and opened the cabinet door, looked at the clothes inside and pondered for a moment, moved the position of the two clothes a few times, moved out of the space, put the clothes made by Jian Lu in, and a shirt occupied a separate place.

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Close the cabinet door and roll over to sleep.

However, Cheng Zheng, who has always been able to fall asleep with a pillow, rarely suffers from insomnia, and he can't fall asleep when he lies on the bed.

The moonlight is like water, gentle and quiet, like mercury pouring on the ground, staining the room for contemplation.

Cheng Zheng pillowed one hand behind his head, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know where to look. Comrade Jian Lu's words kept echoing in my mind, "Brother Cheng was originally mine..." and "If he wants to break the marriage contract, can I still tie him up?" ”

There was silence all around, except for the restless restlessness of the heart, which was especially evident at midnight.

In the early summer, when the hot air was already filled, Cheng Zheng turned over and got out of bed, sat down at the brown wood desk, and opened a book of quotations from a great leader, ready to wash his restless mind.

Seeing this train ticket back to City C, Cheng Zheng's eyes sank, and his heart became even more restless, as if it was beating a few points faster, which was particularly deafening on a quiet night.

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Distraught and closed the book, Cheng Zheng exhaled, turned over to bed again, closed his eyes tightly, and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Chapter 29

This night, Qian Jingjing also couldn't sleep.

After talking to Jian Lu, Qian Jingjing was not in a hurry to return to the Red Flag Military Region, but stayed at her cousin Qian Honglian's house for one night.

The moon fell and the stars sank, and Qian Jingjing, who was repeatedly pondering Jian Lu's words, wrinkled her little face, She originally planned to spend a three-day vacation on the island, and she was going to leave early tomorrow morning.

No matter what Captain Cheng is, she really can't give up her dance career!

Early the next morning, Qian Honglian persuaded her niece for a while, but she could not dispel the idea that she was going to leave just yesterday and today, so she could only send someone to the door and watch Qian Jingjing leave in a hurry.

"Aunt, uncle, I'm leaving, I'll come to see you next time."

Qian Jingjing came and went in a hurry, and Qian Honglian stood at the door and watched her niece's back disappear from sight.

"Hey, this young man is in a hurry." Qian Honglian returned to the living room and sighed at her man.

On the side, Song Lu, who was reading a newspaper for dinner, glanced at his daughter-in-law and said lightly, "It is a good thing for young comrades to have enthusiasm, but it is not good to be lifeless." ”

"I'm worried that she'll be planted on the other side." Qian Honglian sat on the chair next to Song Zhaokang and continued to hold the spoon and drink porridge.

Song Lu was a little unhappy when he heard this, put away the newspaper, and resolutely defended his beloved subordinates, "Xiao Cheng can be wronged, he has directly expressed his attitude several times, and now that he is decided, Jingjing, this girl still has to drill into it, you say, it's really ..."

"So what? At that time, it wasn't that a man was unmarried and a woman was unmarried, besides, what was wrong with our family Jingjing? Xiao Cheng doesn't know how high his vision is, can't he look down on it? Qian Honglian sighed for this niece.

After all, it is his own family, and he has some pity for the younger generations in the family.

"Xiao Cheng, this is cautious as a soldier, you don't understand."

"Why don't I understand? I don't know how we can't get into his eyes. ”

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was getting more and more energetic, Song Lu hurriedly begged for mercy, waved his hand and said, "You have to get it, don't talk about it, anyway, now that the wood is in the boat, Xiao Cheng has already made a marriage, you can persuade Jingjing more, don't stare at him." ”

Qian Jingjing, who rushed all the way back to the Red Flag Military Region Art Troupe, did not know that her aunt and uncle were worried about herself, and she was busy going back to retrieve her report on her application for transfer.

Sitting on the boat out of the island, she figured out that Comrade Jian Lu was right, she had been dancing for many years and had paid a lot for her dance, so how could she give up like this?

Thinking about going to work in the office of the logistics department after being transferred in the future, she shuddered, and couldn't imagine the days when she couldn't dance.

After the transition boat and shuttle bus reversed, Qian Jingjing finally returned to the Red Flag Military Region at 4 p.m., smoothly admitted her mistake to Liu Tuan, the Art Troupe, and got back her transfer report.

Liu Tuan received a transfer report from Qian Jingjing, a good seedling of the dance team, four days ago, and almost fainted. I also have to work in the logistics department.

She tried to persuade her left and right, but she could only hold the report first, wanting to wait for her to come back from vacation.

He thought that people suddenly got along, came back and sincerely apologized, and prepared to continue to shine in the art troupe.

"Jingjing, do you really want to do it? Don't be half-hearted. ”

Qian Jingjing looked at Liu Tuan, who was strict and kind to the team members on weekdays, and sincerely cared for herself, and felt even more guilty in her heart.

"Liu Tuan, I've thought about it, I must dance well and keep dancing!" Raising her hand and saluting, Qian Jingjing's spirit was bright.

Holding the "application for transfer" report she retrieved, Qian Jingjing walked easily on the way back to the collective dormitory.

The collective dormitory of the Red Flag Military Region Art Troupe is a four-story blue-tiled house, with six people living in each dormitory, and Qian Jingjing lives with five other members of the dance troupe, including Dong Jing, who has been pushing her to leave the art troupe and apply for a transfer to work in the logistics department.

It was dinner time, everyone was in the cafeteria, and the dormitory was quite quiet.

"Quietly, are you telling the truth?"

"Wouldn't you, Jingjing be so stupid?"

There were four people in the house, namely Dong Jing and three other roommates.

Several roommates looked at Dong Jing in surprise, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

Dong Jing had neat short hair, and sighed in the face of them, looking quite helpless, "Really, I accompanied Jingjing to hand in the transfer report." This time, she was determined to go to Captain Cheng on the island. ”

"Jingjing is the leader of our dance team, she dances so well, she wants to leave here?"

"People have a good background, and they don't worry about food and clothing, and if they like people, they will chase them. This is called free love. ”