As soon as Su Chenwei opened her eyes, she transmigrated to the 1960s, a time of material scarcity and famine.
The original host was a pampered rich young lady who, to spare her from the hard...
Su Qingzhi turned her head in the direction he was pointing and saw a young man in dark gray overalls standing there awkwardly.
He wore thick, round-framed glasses with large, heavy lenses that almost covered half his face.
"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law, hello..."
The young man lowered his head, unconsciously clutching the hem of his clothes, and stammered as he spoke.
Seeing this, Su Qingzhi felt even warmer inside and said gently, "Hello, Glasses. Don't be so reserved in the future. We're all teammates, you'll get to know each other better."
Xiao Heizi raised his chin, pointed to the three men and women standing opposite him, and said lazily, "Those three are Lone Wolf's men. They don't talk much and have a weak presence. They're basically just errand boys. Sister-in-law, you don't need to bother remembering their names."
Su Qingzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This little black guy is a real character; he's sharp-tongued and his words are barbed, yet somehow you can't bring yourself to dislike him.
The three people over there, instead of getting angry upon hearing this, exchanged helpless glances.
They all nodded to Su Qingzhi.
Su Qingzhi quickly suppressed her smile, nodded slightly, and returned the greeting politely.
When Shen Zhiyu and Lone Wolf finally finished their work, sweat dripped down their foreheads.
The two walked over, wiping their sweat, and the atmosphere relaxed a little.
Just then, a female member of the team suddenly stepped forward.
After she stood still, she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Want to have a little sparring session?"
Su Qingzhi raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and asked calmly, "Why do we need to compete? We're not enemies."
"I heard you're a new special member of the Special Affairs Department."
The female team member looked directly into her eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I want to see for myself what you're capable of that made Old Zhong make an exception and hire you."
Su Qingzhi paused for a moment, then understood.
She looked around and realized that the people in front of her were not ordinary team members.
Each of them has undergone rigorous training, suffered injuries, bled, and may have even escaped death to climb into this mysterious department.
And what about myself?
They arrived almost without warning.
She said no more, nodded calmly, and answered decisively, "Okay, let's compete. How do you want to compete?"
The female team member in front of me was wearing a black leather bodysuit that accentuated her tall and slender figure.
The curves are perfectly proportioned, with ample curves in all the right places.
The areas that need tightening are firm and even, without an ounce of excess fat.
Her face shape is that of a cool and mature woman, with high arched eyebrows and a straight nose.
Su Qingzhi glanced at her and almost froze.
A woman like that exudes a fatal attraction in every gesture; who wouldn't like her?
"My name is White Fox."
The other person slightly raised their chin, their voice cool and clear.
Upon hearing this, Su Qingzhi realized that they were calling each other by nicknames.
In such organizations, real names become taboo; code names are the symbols of identity.
She can't fall behind; she can't keep being called "sister-in-law" all the time.
She smiled slightly, her eyes flashing, and said softly, "My name is Lingmao."
Shen Zhiyu, who was standing to the side, froze when he heard the address, his brows furrowing.
"They're quite a good match."
Upon hearing this, the white fox suddenly chuckled, a smile curving her lips.
"Thank you."
Su Qingzhi said softly, her tone gentle.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the white fox suddenly threw a punch without warning.
Su Qingzhi reacted immediately, almost instinctively turning her head to dodge, her hair fluttering slightly as the force of the punch swept through her.
But the next second, the white fox's leg swept out, aiming straight for her lower body.
She leaped up quickly, her feet off the ground, and nimbly flipped in the air, using the light touch from the white fox's shoulder as leverage.
She spun lightly and landed behind her opponent in the blink of an eye, landing silently.
Before the white fox could turn around and adjust its posture, Su Qingzhi had already raised her hand and struck like the wind, her palm locking the other's shoulder joint.
The white fox immediately bent over and knelt, trying to defuse the crisis of being restrained. At the same time, it threw a backhand punch, mercilessly striking Su Qingzhi's lower abdomen, intending to force her to let go.
Su Qingzhi neither dodged nor avoided, her eyes calm. She reached out with her left hand and grabbed the fist that was swinging towards her.
Immediately afterwards, she pulled and stretched, using her waist and tensing her shoulders and back, and lifted the white fox up completely.
Yes, that's how they lifted her into the air.
Feet up, faces down, the two were face to face, their noses almost touching, their breaths mingling.
The white fox blinked, its expression slightly taken aback, before raising the corners of its mouth.
"Wow, that's quite powerful."
Su Qingzhi grinned, her eyebrows relaxed, and her tone carried a hint of teasing.
"You're too light, like a paper doll. I'm afraid I'll crush you."
The cute girl Jiaojiao standing next to her stared with shining eyes, covering her cheeks with her hands.
I was so happy I almost fainted.
"Oh my god, are they about to give us some sweet moments? This interaction is so sweet!"
Just then, the white fox twisted its body and tried to flip down, its toes drawing an arc in the air.
As a result, Su Qingzhi was still holding her hand and did not let go in time.
He lost his footing and slipped.
They both fell to the ground with a dull thud.
Su Qingzhi pounced on the white fox, their eyes met, and their lips were only a hair's breadth apart.
They were about to kiss on the cheek.
Shen Zhiyu responded quickly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He grabbed Su Qingzhi by the back of her collar and pulled her back forcefully.
Although she was pulled away, Su Qingzhi's eyes widened, her heart pounding, and she blurted out.
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