Xiao Jiaojiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, I understand."
Xiao Zhou: "Wife, can you hug me again?"
Jiaojiao glanced at the people coming and going around her and decisively ignored his words.
Xiaozhou Dang knew that his wife was shy, but he really wanted to hug her, so it seemed that he would not separate from her at this moment.
It would be better to quit the military job, he thought to himself, he could make more money in other ways.
No, no, my wife seems to like him flying the plane very much. I have never seen her eyes so bright before.
Forget it, let’s not do it. He hopes that his wife’s eyes will always shine when she looks at him.
Xiao Zhou touched her head and sighed helplessly: "I will miss you."
The soldier who delivered the message: “…” How come he didn’t know that Captain Xiao was so annoying?
The corners of Jiaojiao's lips twitched, and she wanted to play dumb, but it was obvious that the other party didn't want to respond. With her dark and bright eyes, she could only reluctantly stretch out a hand and gently hook his little finger.
The man's eyes lit up instantly, and he finally decided to leave.
Jiaojiao wanted to laugh. Xiaozhou, who had lost his memory, was so easy to coax.
Not long after leaving the military area, a jeep drove up, the window rolled down, revealing Fu Ziyi's face.
"Sister-in-law, shall I take you there?" Fu Ziyi's eyes sparkled and he looked particularly well-behaved.
Xiao Jiaojiao remembered to stay away from him and shook her head decisively: "No, no, I want to go for a walk."
Fu Ziyi's eyes dimmed a little, but he didn't want to give up.
He had never liked anyone. He knew that he was attracted to a married woman, the wife of his most respected captain, but he did not want to destroy their relationship.
This was the first time he liked someone, and he just wanted to tell her his feelings. No matter what the result was, he would accept it.
He unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door, jumped out, and walked in front of her.
"Sister-in-law, I have something I want to tell you alone. I'm afraid if I can't say it now, I won't have the chance to say it later."
Jiaojiao's heart skipped a beat.
No way, she has already refused, does Fu Ziyi have to be like in the novel and get involved with her?
"Don't come over here... Oh, no, don't say that." Just as Jiaojiao finished her words, a scream suddenly came from the alley not far away.
There was no one where the two were standing, so it was hard to ignore the sound.
Fu Ziyi's expression changed. As a soldier, he immediately ran towards the alley. He paused after taking a step and said to Xiao Jiaojiao, "Go call the police. I'm afraid I can't win."
Jiaojiao's thought of running away disappeared immediately, but Fu Ziyi was right, what if there was danger inside?
Fu Ziyi quickly rushed into the alley, while Mi Jiaojiao went to call the policeman who was patrolling nearby, and fortunately he succeeded.
There were more than a dozen people on the other side, and Fu Ziyi had never defeated them. With the help of the police, he was able to take down the group of people and rescue a man who was slightly bloated, had a bruised face and nose, and was only 1.7 meters tall.
"We are just here to collect debts. This guy owes us a lot of money and won't pay it back."
"How did you owe it?" the policeman asked.
"He lost the bet."
"You can go to jail for gambling too."
“…”
The man who was beaten was also taken into the car.
"I want to tell my sister that she is in the military compound! If you dare to attack me, my sister will not let you go!" the fat man shouted.
"Shut up, even if the king comes, you will be taken to jail too." The police sneered.
The police escorted a large group of people away.
Jiaojiao was a little curious about who the fat man's sister was. She was sure that she would be badly cheated by him. The man next to her coughed twice, his voice weak.
"Can you help me?"
Yi Jiaojiao knew that Fu Ziyi was quite good-looking, or to be more precise, very good-looking.
Fu Ziyi and Fu Zhengyang are 30% similar, but they are two completely different types. One is a youthful and immature boy, and the other is a cold and noble military genius. In fact, they are both excellent.
Fu Ziyi had a miserable look on his face, which was also covered with bruises. His skin was bruised and uneven, and his eyebrows looked particularly fragile when he drooped. The wound at the corner of his mouth was breathtaking, which highlighted his perfect lip shape.
In fact, Jiaojiao likes younger brother types very much. When she saw Fu Ziyi falling forward and his distracted husband, she subconsciously held his arm.
Not far away, a slightly cold voice was heard.
"What are you doing?"
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