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Glancing at the fat man who quickly fell into a "comatose" state, An Lei gently closed the door with a smile.
This is the most luxurious ward in the Army General Hospital. The entire room is decorated in an old-fashioned palace style. Outside Fatty's room was a long corridor. The walls of the corridor are covered with dark brown wooden dado and milky yellow wallpaper.
Every few meters in the long corridor is a copper palace wall lamp. Dozens of portraits of oil paintings hang between the wall lamps. These people in Chuckner's uniforms, with firm expressions and piercing eyes, are Chuckner's most famous generals. Their achievements are already a kind of legend in Chakna.
Walking through this silent corridor and these portraits is like walking through the history of this country. It is they who, at different times in the history of Chakna, led the army of this country on the battlefield, creating the myth of Chakna's invincibility. It was already a supreme honor for Fatty to be admitted to this ward.
Passing through two dust-proof automatic doors made into imitation wood, a spacious and luxurious reception room appeared in front of An Lei.
Although she had already made sufficient psychological preparations for the people in the living room, An Lei still felt a bit reserved when she saw Chakner and high-level allied forces gathered in the room and was watched by everyone.
Seeing An Lei walking out of the ward, everyone in the living room felt their eyes light up.
The girl in front of her has long wavy hair, fair skin, soft cashmere sweater and tight tube skirt, showing her graceful figure to the fullest. She is beautiful, but without the slightest arrogance. From top to bottom, there is a kind of gentleness and tranquility that comes from the bones. Just standing there quietly, it is always difficult for people to take their eyes off her.
"Little bastard, you have good luck." The old marshal Li Cunxin took a sip of his wine and exclaimed in admiration. Turning his eyes, he found Margaret's unkind eyes glanced at him.
If An Lei is a pure white magnolia, then Margaret in front of her is a charming tulip. Thinking of that pure female researcher, Li Cunxin couldn't help sighing: "It seems that what I said was wrong, he His love luck is more than good. If I were 40 or 50 years younger, I would go all out with him now."
Margaret blushed slightly, spat at Li Cunxin lightly, turned and walked towards An Lei.
Almost at the same time, everyone looked away.
Chatting and chatting, drinking and drinking. Even Hastings, the god of war, was watching the TV in the living room intently. However, as long as you observe carefully, you can find that these big figures are all like children, with their ears 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 ancient times.
"Of course," An Lei gently stroked the long hair beside her ear, smiled slightly, and stepped aside to open the door.
"If I'm free, I'd like to go shopping with you." Margaret held An Lei's hand and said.
"Okay." An Lei agreed gently.
The two girls held hands with a smile, and then separated with a smile. Margaret raised her slender hand lightly, closed her five fingers like a kitten's paw, made a goodbye gesture, turned and walked into the automatic dust-proof door, while An Lei shyly nodded and smiled at everyone present, 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 in the glass in one gulp and praised.
Gently pushing open the door, Margaret looked at the fat man lying on the bed in the ward.
The inner ward is not as complicatedly decorated as the outer room. Instead, it's as simple and modern as it gets.
The white walls are covered with a layer of soft synthetic leather. On the same white ceiling, the light of the shadowless electronic lamp penetrates the ceiling and softly sprinkles in the room.
The surrounding intelligent monitoring system quietly displays graphics and data. On the large and soft alloy hospital bed, the fat man lies quietly, breathing evenly.
"Aren't you awake yet?" Margaret took off her high-heeled shoes at the door of the room, tiptoed her jade feet in silk stockings, and walked lightly to the bed.
The fat man's ears perked up.
"Your people say you have been in a coma," Margaret said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. The soft mattress sagged slightly. The fat man felt a pair of gentle hands gently massaging his arms back and forth, and heard Margaret say quietly, "But I know, other than thatIt was piping hot.
"However, how much you can win depends on your ability."
Margaret straightened her waist, and the thin white quilt slipped under her slender waist.
She looked into Fatty's eyes with winking eyes, spread her legs, and gently reached down with her soft and boneless hands, holding the hot spot. The round and white buttocks were slightly raised, and suddenly she sat down gently.
Her long hair flew away, her starry eyes were blurred, Margaret bit her lip in pain, a long and soul-stirring moan rolled out of her throat, and she said in a low trembling voice: "this is a a war."
?.It was too difficult to write, too difficult to write. It is really torture for a pure hearted person like me to conceive such a plot. Monthly pass, monthly pass! Yueguan ran ahead!
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