Chapter 324: Big-lipped Rival in Feng Zhen's Eyes
——Yes, it arrived last night, you may not know it yet.
——We just said that the girl he brought had an ugly mouth. How can she compare with you?
Ye Xiaomei covered her mouth subconsciously. It was so swollen that she felt her saliva flowing out all the time. Heizi had mentioned Feng Jin's matter.
She also said that she was the daughter of her teacher and was indeed introduced to Ma Qijun at the beginning. She liked Qijun very much, but Ma Qijun would not fall in love.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaomei felt happy. She covered her mouth and tried to go out, but was stopped in an instant.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"
A young man dressed as a security guard stepped forward.
Ye Xiaomei put the back of her hand on her mouth with a little embarrassment:
"My husband is a member of the Ma Qi Army, the Army..." After scratching her head, it turned out to be the Air Force:
"Anyway, my husband is a member of the Ma Qijun Army, and his position is the head of the regiment."
A man walked out of the security room and looked Ye Xiaomei up and down: "You said you were Captain Ma's... who is he?"
"His wife." It was absolutely genuine, and they had even obtained a marriage certificate. Ye Xiaomei straightened her back.
"His wife?" The two young men looked at each other, with disbelief in their eyes, and looked Ye Xiaomei up and down in horror again.
Ye Xiaomei felt uncomfortable being looked at. Why? Didn't she look like that?
"Are you Ma Qijun's daughter-in-law?" Feng Jin's footsteps stopped at the door, and she looked Ye Xiaomei up and down.
His eyes were sharper than those of the two guards, and he wished he had not let go of even a single hair of Ye Xiaomei.
Ye Xiaomei covered her mouth and nodded vigorously.
Feng Jin frowned. She had been to Ma Qijun’s hometown last time and his mother was particularly enthusiastic towards her. How come she had never seen this girl?
They look to be around 18 or 19 years old, their skin is really good and their eyes are surprisingly lively, watery and bright.
Not to mention her figure, she has big breasts and a wasp waist, and is only slightly shorter than me. She is indeed good-looking.
"Miss Feng, you came at the right time. This person said her husband is Captain Ma. Look..."
The police officer's words drew Feng Jing's attention:
"I've never heard that Captain Ma has a wife. Could she be a spy?"
When Ye Xiaomei heard this, she couldn't hold it in any longer. What was the concept of a spy? They were traitors who betrayed the country and should be dragged out to force a confession:
"I am Ma Qijun's wife, and we got married."
Once excited, Ye Xiaomei's mouth was exposed.
Feng Jin's eyebrows suddenly raised when he saw this. His mouth really ruined his whole face. How could Ma Qijun fall for such a woman?
"Okay, don't take it so seriously. Anyone who can come to the military compound is definitely not a spy. Besides, few people know that Captain Ma is married."
Feng Jin stood with her back straight. As a female soldier in the art troupe, she had an impressive figure and a heroic spirit. Ye Xiaomei couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.
"Got it." The two police officers then returned to their posts.
Ye Xiaomei thanked him politely, turned around and walked out the door, but suddenly remembered that Feng Zhen seemed to be the teacher's daughter, so she turned back:
"Miss Feng, let me ask you, where is Ma Qijun at this time? I want to go look for him."
Feng Jin squinted her eyes and looked at Ye Xiaomei, feeling mixed emotions. However, when she saw that sausage-like mouth, she quickly looked away:
"I just happened to go to him for something, you come with me."
"That's great." Ye Xiaomei followed Feng Jin out of the family compound and walked for more than twenty minutes before they saw the training ground in the distance.
Groups of warriors were training with deafening footsteps.
The whistles continued to sound, and a command came from the lamas: Stand at attention, disperse.
Groups of warriors trotted out of the training ground, running in large numbers in one direction.
"Where are they going?" Ye Xiaomei asked curiously, stretching her neck to look everywhere but couldn't see Ma Qijun.
"Canteen, it's lunch time now." Feng Jin's voice was cold and his face was long.
She really couldn't understand why Ma Qijun, a man in his late twenties, would marry such an inexperienced country girl.
She is still so young, what about raising a daughter? Forget it, Ma Qijun is going to divorce her anyway.
"You guys go to the cafeteria first. After eating, go to the dance floor to rehearse the programs we prepared and get ready for tomorrow's performance." After Feng Jin finished giving the instructions, the dozen or so girls from the art troupe who followed her all retreated.
Ye Xiaomei discovered a strange phenomenon at this time. The warriors who were rushing towards the cafeteria were all looking here.
Fire was gushing out of everyone's eyes.
——Oh my god, the female soldiers in the art troupe have such great figures.
——Every year during the National Day holiday, beautiful girls from the art troupe come to perform to promote the show. I guess you haven’t seen them since you just came this year.
——Yeah, look at the one with short hair, oh my god, his butt is so curled.
——You've never seen a woman, have you? You've been a soldier for five years, and you're a loser.
——You are so promising. Our military region is full of big bosses, and the family compound is full of sisters-in-law. I only see them three or two times a year, and I can only look but not touch.
——Look at the girl next to the commander’s daughter. She’s not wearing a military uniform and looks really good, especially her mouth, which is really sexy.
Ye Xiaomei's scalp went numb, and she instantly felt that all eyes were falling on her like knives. Ye Xiaomei lowered her head and just watched Feng Jin's heels fall behind.
Feng Jin's face darkened as he listened to the discussion. Why would Ma Qijun choose such a thing to marry?
"Don't listen to their nonsense. Your skin is your parents' fault. They are just a bunch of old bachelors and hooligans."
Ye Xiaomei felt warm at heart after hearing this. It was her first time meeting Feng Jin, and she didn't expect her to be so open-minded. She even comforted herself that it seemed like she was a good person. Ye Xiaomei felt that one should be honest when dealing with others.
Of course, except for Tang Buci's group:
"Actually, my mouth is not natural, it happened last night..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Jin suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Ye Xiaomei: "What happened last night?"
Ye Xiaomei blushed and murmured, "Ma Qijun bit me."
"..." Feng Jian couldn't catch his breath, turned around and looked away angrily, took a few deep breaths before adjusting his mentality:
"You don't need to tell me in such detail about your relationship as a couple."
Then, Ye Xiaomei saw her walking forward with big strides, and Ye Xiaomei could only jog to keep up with her.
After all, he has been trained and has a very good physique. He can walk for half an hour without even breathing hard.
Ye Xiaomei was different. She had big breasts, and after running fast and shaking for a while, she couldn't keep up in less than ten minutes and was so suffocated that she couldn't breathe.
"Sister Feng, wait for me."
After Ye Xiaomei shouted like this, Feng Chengxiang walked even faster.
Ye Xiaomei hugged him with her tender arms to reduce the degree of bumps and ran after him.
"Qijun? Why didn't you go to the cafeteria?" Feng Jin suddenly stopped:
"My father and several old comrades came to visit us and said they would have lunch with us in the cafeteria this afternoon. They might even stay to watch our art troupe's performance tomorrow."
Ye Xiaomei then realized that Ma Qijun was walking towards them with two lunch boxes in his hands.
"I know." Ma Qijun simply replied to Feng Jin, brushed past her and came to Ye Xiaomei:
"I was just about to bring you lunch. The teacher and a few seniors came over at noon today, so I packed your favorite braised pork in advance."
Ma Qijun smiled and handed her the lunch box.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously noticed that Feng Zhen behind the man was looking at her with anger in his eyes. Her heart sank. Women understand women best. She still likes Ma Qijun very much.
No wonder Feng Zhen was so angry after she told the truth just now.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously touched her lips and took the lunch box: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet."
"Why don't you eat? Are you not used to the steamed buns and spicy soup in the cafeteria?" Ma Qijun had been afraid that Ye Xiaomei would not be used to it, so he asked the squad leader of the kitchen team to make a bowl of northerners' favorite food for his wife.
Feng Jin's pupils shrank and she looked up and down at Ma Qijun's back viciously as if he were a monster. Aren't they going to get a divorce?
How could he be so considerate? But when their father specially created opportunities for them to be alone together, Ma Qijun didn't even show any concern.
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