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In the late 1979s and early 1980s, cars and jeeps were very rare. Even in the urban area of ??Kyoto, you could hardly see a few.
Wen Wen stayed in the car as obediently as a goose for a while, then moved her butt left and right as she couldn't sit still. The space in the car was already small, and Yan Motou didn't say anything. He just held the steering wheel casually with one hand, and the car was turning. While driving smoothly, Wenxin couldn't help but steal a glance at him. His face was calm, but the atmosphere in the car had an inexplicable sense of solemnity.
People didn¡¯t dare to act rashly. She uncomfortably pulled at the uneven skirt on her legs. The soft fabric clung to her slender and smooth thighs. The material rubbed against her skin, which was a little cool and very comfortable. She just pulled up her skirt out of boredom, put it down again, pulled it up again, put it down again
"Do your parents know?" She was playing with her skirt when the person next to her suddenly spoke.
As soon as the movements in Wen Xin's hand stopped, she immediately looked back at him. Yan Motou, who was sitting in the driver's seat, put his left hand on the window and his right hand on the steering wheel. He looked at the front intently. If she hadn't heard it, she would have thought that he had just Haven't spoken yet.
"What do you know?" she asked cautiously.
"Blind date." He spit out two words.
"Oh, I don't know, so what if I know? How can they care about my life and death?"
Wenxin comes from modern times and has nothing to do with the female protagonist¡¯s parents, including her appearance and flesh and blood, because she has neither passed through other people¡¯s bodies nor resurrected through corpses. Her whole body from top to bottom, down to a hair, is completely her own. , but in the world of this book, she appears out of nowhere. Her origin and past cannot be found here, but she already exists, so there must be a source, right?
So she was forced to have no choice but to admit her identity as the daughter of the male protagonist¡¯s enemy.
Wenxin also cheered up, she felt that it was time to improve the male protagonist's favorability.
She stepped into the role and said a little aggrievedly: "I was not raised by them, so I probably don't have any feelings. In their eyes, I'm just a tool to climb up." After Wen Xin finished speaking, she glanced at him, Yan Tuan The elder's expression is calm and calm, it can be said that his face is expressionless.
¡°Before, they said that they wanted to marry me to Secretary Fu¡¯s stupid son. That fool not only beat but also bit people. He bit the engaged wife¡¯s chest and then broke off the engagement¡¡±
This is a true story in the book. She did not make it up. In the end, the male protagonist in the book brought so much trouble to the Wen family that he could no longer stay in Kyoto and had to return to his hometown to farm. Since Wen Xin knows this plot, he must take it out himself. The Wen family They are from the Wen family. They have offended you, but I have not. I am just a pitiful, innocent little pitiful member of the Wen family. I am not worthy of your troubles and tortures, King Yama.
"I have to plan for my future. I have to go on a blind date, but don't worry." Wen Wen's tone was sincere, her red lips slightly parted and she promised to his sharp profile: "I won't do anything to you. It¡¯s not my fault. When I find a place to stay, I will leave the Yan family" Leave here.
To be honest, she felt very complicated about this devil, just like seeing a fresh flower stuck in someone else's dung heap. But since he and Song Qian are a couple in the book, then She could only cut off the unnecessary thoughts in her heart.
There is no grass anywhere in the world. If there is none, just look for it.
"Squeak¡ª¡ª" The jeep stopped on the side of the road. When it stopped suddenly, Wen Wensi turned sideways and spoke unpreparedly, and her head suddenly hit his shoulder. The muscles of his shoulder were so hard that her forehead turned red after the collision. .
She covered her head and hadn¡¯t spoken yet when she heard the cold voice of Demon Head Yan, "So have you found your next home? The one who was talking to you at the door just now?"
Um? Is he talking about the man with glasses?
Wen Wen hesitated for a moment, feeling a little regretful. She shouldn't have come out today. The whole process was terrible. But she couldn't go on a blind date and was too embarrassed to let anyone know, so she nodded casually and said, "Well, he his conditions are quite good. , I heard my sister-in-law say"
"get off!"
"ah?"
Yan Motou interrupted her words with a cold tone, leaned over, stretched out his long arm, and opened the door on her side. In the small space in the car, his arm inadvertently brushed against the thin fabric on her plump chest. , the sensitive touch made her flinch, but he suddenly didn't hear it. The man's masculine smell and soap smell filled her nasal cavity because of the close distance. The breath was fresh and delicious.
Wen Wen was driven out of the car in a daze. It wasn't until she looked around blankly that she realized that this was a strange street and that she had not reached the military compound at all. She hurriedly pulled the car door and asked him: "Where is this place? Are you here?"I suddenly realized that this is not normal! Even this sudden field training with a group and the end in person were like an emotional vent.
Some of the soldiers were frightened to tears because of the difficulties they encountered during this field training. The devil leader lived up to his reputation.
It seems that as the political commissar, he has to find time to do ideological work for them again.
However, this is all a matter within the regiment, but as the top commander of a regiment, Yan Zeyang's problems cannot be underestimated. Ye Jianzhou still discovered something was wrong with him. Political Commissar Ye wanted to find him to calm down and enlighten him, but this boy did not want to Even if he opened his mouth, he couldn't pry it open.
But based on his experience, 80% of it is an emotional problem. To say this, this man cannot live without a woman, especially a soldier in the army. Without a home, he has no home. When he reaches his age, he has to get married. Only when you have a family can you build a career. With a wife and a stable family, a man can work with peace of mind.
?????????????????? Otherwise, if the rear is unstable and the mood is chaotic, it is very easy for problems to arise.
Political Commissar Ye doesn¡¯t know what happened to him, but it seems that he probably failed to negotiate with some girl. No, when did he fall in love? How could he not know?
But this matter is easy to handle, usually it¡¯s better to introduce someone else.
So Ye Jianzhou started his daily marriage urging mode again, recommending a few lesbians who he thought were good.
"The youngest daughter of the counselor Wang's family is exactly twenty years old this year. She is very delicate. I heard that she was admitted to Kyoto University last year and is going back to the compound during the summer vacation. You should remember that you are from the same compound. My son has grown up, and I think we are still childhood sweethearts, and they are the right age. How about we meet up someday and have a meal and chat?"
In the past, Yan Zeyang would have definitely refused, or would have glanced at him and sneered: "When she was born, I dominated the courtyard. What kind of playmate is she? I don't know her."
Or: "I'm not interested in kids with runny noses."
"That was when I was a kid. Who didn't have a runny nose as a kid? You didn't?" Political Commissar Ye usually retorted like this.
"No." The other party replied decisively. He was always in good health. Snot? That didn't flow at all.
Ye Jianzhou: I believe your evil!
But this time after he finished speaking.
What was exchanged was a long silence in front of the desk, and it took a long time before he replied, "Okay, let's meet."
This reply shocked Ye Jianzhou. This was the first time in history. He actually agreed? !
Did you hear it correctly?
"Then, where do you want to meet?" Ye Jianzhou was stunned for a while, then he quickly asked for the location, for fear that he would regret it.
"Since we are from the compound, let's meet at home."
"What?" Political Commissar Ye opened his mouth again. Are you going to visit Counselor Wang's house? He is really promising, won't he have to settle down now? Or is he finally going to be stable this time?
"You mean, the woman's family?" He had to confirm this and then reply to the chief. This is a big deal!
The person at the desk turned the page of the document calmly and lightly opened his thin lips: "My home."
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