Feng Moyan finished drinking the water from his hand, and saw that the others at the table were not eating either: "Why aren't you eating? Is it not tasty? But I think it's delicious."
I put a piece of white meat and pickled cabbage into his bowl and said, "Eat quickly. We need to go back and rest after we finish eating. I'll be back at noon the day after tomorrow."
Wu Yunting's chopsticks never stopped as he kept picking up food for her.
Division Commander Niu looked at this person without any courtesy and asked a brigade commander to serve her dinner: "Xiao Zhi sings well, but you and Brigade Commander Wu are not married yet, so it's not good to stay together like this. After all, you are a single man and a single woman."
Feng Moyan could hear the sarcasm in these words. She swallowed what was in her mouth and sneered, "Mr. Comrade, what happened between us was something we both agreed to. What does it have to do with you?"
"He agrees, I agree, our relatives agree, the party agrees, why can't it be allowed here? It's like we are hiding something from the public."
Feng Moyan put his arm around Wu Yunting's shoulders and leaned him in his arms, "He is the son-in-law of my Feng family. As long as I admit it, it is. We don't have a marriage certificate, but our love is stronger than gold.
It's better than abandoning your wife as soon as you get rich here. It's nonsense to say that a marriage without love won't last.
What is marriage? It is the mutual contributions of husband and wife to maintain a home. There is no such thing as "you love me" and "I love you". Those are just faces of love.
His face is good-looking, and so am I, too, but it's better than a four-year-old girl who still dreams of being a seven or eight-year-old, and all of them are not the father of the family.
Still talking about freedom of marriage and saying I want love, this is disgusting, don’t you think I am a Niu teacher? ”
Feng Moyan seemed not to notice his expression and was very surprised. "Master Niu, why do you look so bad? At your age, you should pay more attention to your height, otherwise, you will easily have a stroke or hemiplegia.
Otherwise, you'll have to let your daughter take care of you, but it's not convenient for her to do that. She looks old and it's time for her to get married. ”
Looking at Commander Niu breathing heavily, Feng Moyan started eating again, as if he didn't care about the other party's reaction. If you offend me, you will regret it in this life.
Everyone here knows that Commander Niu’s ex-wife was divorced and left home with her child to raise.
When Master Niu was 40 years old, he found this young girl, Niu Fenfang, who is only 18 years old now.
All in all, Commander Niu is now 58 years old. If he doesn't move up, he will probably have to retire.
Now he is determined to let his daughter hook up with Wu Yunting, so that he can be transferred to Kyoto and his position can be promoted.
If Feng Moyan knew about this, he would definitely say that he was dreaming, and even Grandpa Wu would get rid of him immediately.
When Commander Niu heard what she said, he almost lost his breath, and the girl next to him couldn't sit still, with tears in her eyes.
"This little guy is really good at talking. Our old man is your elder after all. Why are you like this?"
"Whose elder? The elder of my Feng family has already left. Does he want to leave too? I'll see him off. When?"
Zhao Wenqi never thought that after a smooth life, she would be pissed off by a little girl. She pulled her husband pitifully, shaking him back and forth and almost pushing him to the ground.
"Lao Niu, you must not get into any trouble. Otherwise, who will Fenfang and I rely on?"
Feng Moyan was full and leaned on Wu Yunting, eating melon seeds and saying something from time to time, which was more fun than telling crosstalk.
"Who do you rely on? Rely on yourself. It would be great if you could marry an older man while you are still young. His son would take care of you in your old age. If he dies, you die too. How harmonious it would be."
Commander Niu was breathing heavily, staring at her as if he had seen something dangerous: "Is this how Feng Gan educated you? You are so uneducated."
Feng Moyan's eyes changed slightly, and he picked up the bone he had gnawed clean on the table and threw it over: "I have always had a bad temper. What did you do to provoke me? You are looking for trouble here."
"This young and beautiful step-wife, please send your old father to the hospital immediately. If he has a stroke, I will not be responsible."
Zhao Wenqi saw that there was something wrong with the old cow and quickly asked them to carry him away.
Niu Fenfang watched her father being carried away. She was so panicked that she forgot to move and was pushed away by the crowd. The crowd behind her pushed her forward and the performance ended.
Wei Zheng frowned: "Why don't you control your words? It's troublesome that he had a stroke. After all, he is the elder."
Feng Moyan looked at the newly served dumplings and said greedily, "I want to eat dumplings. Give me a few."
"Uncle Wei, why do you think that if I don't fight back, he won't have a stroke? At his age, he's still taking banned drugs. If he doesn't have a stroke today, he will have one tomorrow.
By then, the whole military camp will know that a division commander actually left the world like this. Isn't it shameful? ”
Wei Zheng's face changed immediately. This was no small matter: "Are you sure this is true?"
"If you check his blood, you'll know that he ate this a few hours ago, so it can't be digested that quickly.
This old man really knows how to play. Wasn't he at work a few hours ago? How could you eat this stuff? No wonder they say you have to find a young wife, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
Feng Moyan ate five dumplings and dragged her away from the venue. She was afraid that she would be too weak to fight later.
As soon as they arrived at the guesthouse, Wu Yunting's love could no longer be concealed, and he hugged 그 into his arms: "Mo Mo, I love you, I really love you."
"This love makes my whole body hurt, but I am happy with it."
Feng Moyan felt this love, and put his arms around his shoulders. Their bodies seemed to be steaming. "You knew we didn't want to, but you still had to go through all this. What do you want?"
Wu Yunting maintained his rationality, and the two of them moved from the door to the bed in the room. He lay in the other's arms, panting, with sweat on his forehead, biting her bit by bit, leaving marks.
When the two returned to the space, it was a big opening and closing.
"Mo Mo, do you know what I was thinking when you were singing just now?"
Feng Moyan's eyes were blurred, and he clutched the pillow with both hands, "You are wondering what part of me truly belongs to you, right?"
"No, I'm thinking, I want to lock you up and keep you mine forever, so that no one will whistle at you.
You are so outstanding that I feel a little ashamed of myself. If you meet an outstanding man and I am not by your side, I... "
Wu Yunting instantly felt like he was being held by something, his body stiffened, and veins on his forehead bulged.
"Mo Mo, let go, you know I can't do that."
"Baby, dear, please, let go, I won't say it again, I won't say it again."
Feng Moyan turned over and sat on his abdominal muscles, with a charming look in her eyes: "Still talking, what did I tell you? You are my man, even if you die, you are still my man.
I've been a widow for you, and I've taken care of your father until his death, yet you still want to lock me up, and you're even trying to use the abstinence trick.
You are a pure man. With a man like you who is both pure and lustful, why would I look for other men? I am very loyal. ”
Wu Yunting placed his palm on her thigh, leaving a red mark: "I'm wrong, baby, let go, hurry up."
"I won't say it again, okay? Let me go. I don't have as much self-control as you think."
God knows that he has only one thought now, that is to own this girl, but he can't, the little girl is too young, he can't bear it.
But everything that happened next made his scalp tingle. Half an hour later, he came out of the bathroom holding the girl, blew her hair dry, and held her in his arms.
"You are really good at it. Who taught you this?"
Feng Moyan was lying on the bed, feeling dizzy. It was such a waste of energy. "It's up to you to take care of it. It's fine as long as it's useful to you."
"I told you that you were innocent, but you still didn't believe me. You're just being a bit tricky."
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