Chapter 266 The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (17)

Let's wait until his favorability reaches 100 before talking about marriage. It's fun like this now, and she has other things to do.

I'm already looking forward to the next time I meet him in another place.

Wen Yansheng kissed her chin and asked meaningfully, "Are you not going back?"

Of course she went back, after all she lived in the house opposite and it was so much fun, but she didn't say when she would go back.

"It depends on my mood."

Wen Yansheng was completely controlled by her, feeling very upset. "If it wasn't for the wrong timing, I would have convinced you...!"

She's just being stubborn. She just begged for mercy, but now she looks like she doesn't care after using it. Wen Yansheng really loves and hates this little goblin.

Before leaving, he kissed her red lips hard. Even in the dim light, one could see the passion and affection in the man's eyes.

Wen Yansheng lay down behind her, his face resting on her shoulders, kissing her fiercely and urgently. The soft touch on her cheek gradually stole his attention.

She was so dazed from the kiss that she murmured, "Master, be careful, the gun may go off accidentally again."

"Well, I know you are tired."

Wen Yansheng pecked her for the last time. Perhaps out of fear that she had really forgotten him or because he was feeling a bit flustered at not being able to catch her, he added one more sentence:

"Don't forget Grandpa. Tell him when you're back in Haiping."

"The Marshal is very different from ordinary people, he will definitely not forget you~" She laughed out loud, ambiguous and gentle, making people unable to stop.

If she doesn't leave, I'll grab her slender waist and come again.

Wen Yansheng took a deep breath, supported her arms, jumped up from the bed, took off her coat, stretched out her arms to put on her shirt, military pants, belt, and her black coat.

After all, the military uniform was torn in two and was crumpled up on the sofa.

When he opened the door, he turned around to look at the charming long-haired woman lying on the bed, and didn't even see him off.

"You have no conscience."

"Goodbye, Marshal~" She smiled and turned her head away, covering herself with the quilt and going to sleep.

The laughter was as alluring as a silver bell. Wen Yansheng's heart beat faster, as if it had rolled in huge waves several times. He could not control it at all. Countless joy and happiness arose in his heart, and he closed the door casually.

When Wen Yansheng went downstairs and picked up his guns, he put the painted one on the coffee table.

He shook the cloak on the ground and put it on, and pushed the military cap down on his head to cover his messy black hair.

He opened the door to the lobby on the first floor and saw a dozen men with guns standing outside. Wen Yansheng's expression returned to its cold and stern look and he walked out without any fear.

"Why did you come out?" Qi Song held a half-burned cigarette between his fingers and glanced at the man who came out, his eyes showing ferocity and shock.

Qi Song saw his clothes. His cigarette had fallen off. His lower body was still in military pants, but his upper body was wearing the black coat that the lady had just worn, with a cape over it. His figure looked tight and tall, and there were scratches on the side of his face.

He stared blankly, his expression changing. Could it be that Miss...

He pulled out his gun almost immediately.

Wen Yansheng had an indifferent expression, raised his gun and pointed it at others, but he didn't have time to say anything.

The window above his head opened, revealing only the delicate and pretty face of the woman wrapped in a plush coat. Wen Yansheng raised his head and met her gaze, which was lingering and extremely affectionate.

"Qi Song, Marshal Fang Wen has left. I will discuss the management of the East Pier when I have time."

"No need to discuss it. It doesn't matter who it belongs to, right?"

Even through a floor away, Wen Yansheng's voice gave people a sense of inexplicable ambiguity.

He had a subtle feeling when he wore her clothes, as if he was stamped with her stamp.

It seems to be a new experience.

nice.

After the lady spoke, the people from Dayang could only put down their guns and watch the man leave.

Outside, snow was falling and the sun was setting. A man was walking alone in the alley.

Not far from this Western-style building, Xu Yi led a team of soldiers to wait from noon to night, a total of seven or eight hours, and was extremely worried.

Finally, I saw Master Jiu walking back from a distance with an imposing pace, but where was Miss Lin?

When Wen Yansheng approached, Xu Yi still looked behind him.

"Marshal, what are you wearing?" Xu Yi stared in amazement at Jiu Ye, who was not wearing a military uniform for the first time. If he remembered correctly, this outfit belonged to Dayang's boss! !

"Where's Miss Lin? Dayang still won't let her go? No, just open fire and bomb his base!"

Wen Yansheng thought that he had just finished cooking, so he didn't say much. He pulled his collar, which smelled fragrant, and said in an ambiguous way, "No need, let's go back."