Chapter 44 Some people's mouths are thicker and harder than the bends of a city wall.
Wang Qinglin chuckled, gave him a meaningful look, shook his head, and left.
My stubborn and sharp-tongued commander, I hope you can stay tough forever.
Hearing his footsteps approaching, Wang Qinglin added insult to injury: "I think I'm more suitable for Comrade Su than you are."
Good-tempered, diligent, and practical.
Most importantly, he is considerate of female comrades' feelings, able to think what they think, and be anxious about what they are anxious about.
They won't say hurtful things without thinking.
Unless you're a masochist, you won't enjoy hearing sarcastic remarks.
Huo Zhenhua raised an eyebrow, strode to catch up with him, took two steps back, and walked ahead to sized him up.
Then, without hesitation, she uttered three words: "You're too ugly!"
Wang Qinglin: "......"
Death! ! !
"Although I don't have your sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose, and peach blossom eyes, you can't make personal attacks."
I could be considered a handsome scholar, though I don't have your striking features.
You... I want to fight you one-on-one.
Men generally don't care much about appearance, especially rough-looking soldiers.
But no man would tolerate a face-to-face provocation.
Wang Qinglin glanced at his arm, which was bandaged with cotton strips, and gave a heavy "humph," saying, "Once you're healed, we have to have a match."
Fighting now would be an dishonest victory.
He doesn't care!
Seeing his annoyed expression, Huo Zhenhua laughed heartily: "What's your hurry?"
Even if you're prettier than me, she still won't like you.
"..." Wang Qinglin didn't want to talk to him and changed the subject directly, "Let's go, Comrade Su is waiting over there."
Su Meng leaned against the dock railing, looking at the passenger ship ticket hall not far away. Thinking of her injured father at home, she said to Huo Zhenhua and Wang Qinglin who were walking over, "Goodbye, gentlemen!"
Huo Zhenhua raised his long leg and blocked Su Meng's path, standing as imposing as the Qinling Mountains. He said in a deep voice, "I think I told you that someone up there wants to see you. Shall we go together?"
Su Meng frowned, tilting her head back in protest, her tone firm, "No! I have to go back. I..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was caught off guard and met his cold gaze as he turned around.
I chickened out.
Her imposing manner weakened considerably; she shrank back, averting her gaze, and weakly asked, "Who is it? Do I have to see them?"
Seeing her timid appearance, Huo Zhenhua chuckled and looked at her beautiful, porcelain-white face. He said in a serious tone, "Of course!"
I happen to be going the same way, so I can give you a ride back, buy you a sleeper ticket, and even cover for you. You're welcome!
Su Meng was speechless with emotion, "...Thank you!"
Hearing him say that, the person who wanted to see her must also be in Shanghai.
She didn't want to sit in a hard seat and was also afraid of encountering any danger again, so it seemed more comfortable and safer to be with them.
Let's do it together!
Huo Zhenhua was surprised that she agreed so readily to go back to the Southeast Military Region with him; he thought he would have to do a lot of persuasion.
He gave the cowardly Su Meng a deep look, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes sparkling.
Perhaps, she didn't want to break up either.
The two foolishly and presumptuously reached a temporary tacit understanding, the atmosphere harmonious and carrying what Huo Zhenhua perceived as ambiguity.
Wang Qinglin looked at Huo Zhenhua, who was smiling, with a mocking smile, and chuckled.
hehe!
Some people's mouths are thicker and harder than the bends of a city wall.
Their Southeast Military Region and Shanghai are not even on the same line, but after a few turns, they are on the same route.
This old man likes someone but doesn't say it; is he afraid of rejection?
Wang Qinglin, thinking he had found out the truth, leaned closer to Huo Zhenhua and looked at him with disdain: "Brother! Look at your face, your insidious little thoughts."
Haha! Maybe the little girl didn't even receive the signal; that would be hilarious!
Huo Zhenhua was overjoyed. "Shut up!"
He believed that the revolutionary friendship he had built over the past few days, if not making the girl like him, would at least prevent her from disliking him so much.
Going to Zhou City with him would be the best start.
He glanced at the young and beautiful woman, then smirked and waved at the approaching jeep.
Then he opened the back door, stood to the side, and casually stroked the cotton cloth on his arm, but was actually stealing glances at Su Meng.
He was waiting for Su Meng to sit with him in the back seat.
At this moment, Wang Qinglin also opened the passenger door.
Su Meng smiled and stepped forward, trying to get past him into the car: "Thank you, Comrade Wang!"
Wang Qinglin's eyes darted around, and he immediately tossed his luggage onto the passenger seat, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "Comrade Su Meng, I'm sorry!"
I think I've caught a cold, and I'm feeling a bit carsick.
Could I please sit in the front?
I'm afraid I'll throw up in the car, and then..."
He glanced at Huo Zhenhua behind him, looking terrified. "I'm afraid he'll kick me away!"
Su Meng: "......"
She looked Wang Qinglin up and down suspiciously. He had a healthy complexion, normal breathing, and moved nimbly.
Before she could say anything, he nimbly climbed into the passenger seat.
"All right!"
She silently rolled her eyes.
Wang Qinglin has no gentlemanly manners at all. Didn't he see that she and his regimental commander didn't get along?
hehe!
Saying you get carsick is just an excuse.
He certainly didn't want to sit with that sharp-tongued guy.
Su Meng resignedly moved to the back seat of the car.
She glanced at the man who stood like a guardian deity, her nerves taut as she walked past him and struggled to climb upwards.
The Jeep is a bit tall.
Su Meng straddled the car with one leg and pushed off the ground with the other.
I tried three or four times, but I couldn't climb up.
"Do you need any help?"
A deep voice came from above the back of his head.
Su Meng was furious and embarrassed. She turned around and glared at him fiercely. This clueless guy was too... too... infuriating!
Is there even a need to ask this?
Huo Zhenhua remained expressionless, his deep eyes fixed on the girl who looked like a little mouse climbing onto a stove to steal oil, while he secretly chuckled to himself.
He wanted to see how long she could keep up her stubbornness.
"Are you sure you don't need it?"
Su Meng didn't say a word. She pushed off with her legs and felt her waist being lifted up. She was able to grab the seat with her small hands and put some force into it.
He climbed into the car without breaking a sweat.
He hit his head on the roof of the car because he used too much force.
Just as my scalp touched the roof of the car, I felt something warm and hard bump into it.
She turned around in surprise and saw Huo Zhenhua with his lips tightly pressed together, withdrawing his hand.
The calluses on his hands tugged at a few strands of her hair.
It has a sense of lingering connection, like a lotus root that has been severed but is still attached to something.
Blushing, she pulled her hair back and whispered her thanks, "Thank you!"
Huo Zhenhua's fingers curled up, clenching the long strand of hair he had left in his hand. He withdrew his gaze from her porcelain-white face and parted his thin lips slightly: "You're welcome!"
The two of them spoke to each other politely, as if they were strangers who had just met.
Wang Qinglin glanced at the rearview mirror with a mocking look, saw the "Chu River and Han Border" between the two of them, and his lips twitched.
Sigh! It seems that Comrade Su Meng has absolutely no romantic feelings for her regimental commander.
Poor commander!
Poor bachelor!
Still so stubborn, when will he ever win the heart of his beloved?
Su Meng pressed herself tightly against the car door, trying her best to ignore Huo Zhenhua's scent and smell.
Even in the cramped space, his familiar scent permeated every nook and cranny, and it felt as if every breath carried his aroma.
I couldn't help but recall the scene of our first meeting; it seemed as if his scent lingered on my face and body.
She covered her flushed face with her hands in embarrassment and anger, biting her lip as she looked out the window.
Huo Zhenhua stole a glance at her and saw the pink skin peeking out from her palm; a slight smile appeared on his lips.
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