Chapter 58: Marshal, I kissed you, but you are a little ungrateful
Fu Langwei cursed, "Damn it, I'm going to see him. Just tell him your old general is seriously ill and you're here to visit him."
Nan Chengcheng thought for a moment and said, "The more I don't let him see her, the more he will doubt whether Zhan Hengyi is dead.
Right now, there is only one way, let him in, let him see with his own eyes that Hengyi is not only not sick, but is also very well. "
Su Zhijie didn't understand, "But Heng Yi looks very weak, and there's a wound on his arm."
"Then don't let him see my face. Adjutant Xu, go tell Murong Cheng that the young marshal's girlfriend fainted at the banquet, and the young marshal is not convenient to see guests these days. He will see Murong Cheng again after his girlfriend recovers." Nan Chengcheng's lips curled up slightly, her eyes were bright and shrewd.
"Ah?" Adjutant Xu scratched his head. "Miss Nan, even northerners know that the Young Marshal is not interested in women. Murong Cheng knows that the Young Marshal is not interested in women at all."
"So, just tell him. If he doesn't believe it, just come in and see for yourself. Let him in." Nan Chengcheng said as she lay on the hospital bed and pulled Zhan Hengyi to sit beside her bed, with their backs to the ward door.
"Young, Young Marshal, is that you?" Adjutant Xu asked tentatively.
Before Zhan Hengyi could answer, his second brother-in-law and Su Zhijie shouted in unison, "Hey, this trick, hurry up, do as Miss Nan says."
My second brother-in-law and Su Zhijie went out together.
Nan Chengcheng asked Zhan Hengyi to put on a suit jacket so that the injury on his arm would not be visible.
Nan Chengcheng took off the turban on her head, and her long hair that had been tied up in a bun suddenly spread out like a waterfall.
With her hair down, she looks even more radiant and sexy, her eyes are as bright as autumn water, her red lips are slightly plump, she is extremely seductive, and the room is full of spring.
…
Zhan Hengyi's strong willpower seemed to slowly disintegrate.
There were hurried footsteps coming from outside.
Murong Cheng greeted Fu Langwei and Su Zhijie outside the door hypocritically.
"Oh, you two are here too, haha!" Murong Cheng stretched out his hand to shake hands with them.
Su Zhijie and Fu Langwei put their hands in their trouser pockets and looked at Murong Cheng and his two bodyguards coldly.
Su Zhijie looked disgusted and said, "My brother finally has a girlfriend, and you really want to break them up?"
"Oh, what a misunderstanding. I have an urgent appointment with the Young Marshal. German military designer Charles is coming to Jiangcheng. I want to talk to Charles with Young Marshal Zhan to see if we can cooperate with Charles and get some foreign guns and ammunition.
In order to prepare for resisting foreign enemies, do you think we can delay this?
Where's the young marshal? Let me see him."
…
Nan Chengcheng, lying on the hospital bed, also heard the noise outside. She patted the bedside and said, "Come closer."
Zhan Hengyi listened to her words for some unknown reason, and the next second Nan Chengcheng suddenly stood up and threw herself into Zhan Hengyi's arms.
The moment Zhan Hengyi lowered his head, she raised her chin slightly and suddenly kissed his cold, pale lips, her small hands grasping his shirt on both sides of his waist.
Zhan Hengyi's body froze.
Murong Cheng opened the door and saw this scene, his eyes widened in confusion. Zhan, Zhan Hengyi really has a woman? Isn't he not interested in women? Isn't he unlucky with women? So many celebrities who threw themselves into the fire have died, who? Who is so fearless?
Others close their eyes when kissing, but Zhan Hengyi and Nan Chengcheng are different. They both look at each other with their eyes slightly closed.
Zhan Hengyi could clearly feel her breath and looked at her delicate face, even the tiny hairs on her face were clearly visible.
Nan Chengcheng tried to pry open his lips, but he was stiff and didn't seem to allow any violation.
Zhan Hengyi clenched his fists, put his arms around her slender waist, and clenched and unclenched his fists.
Nan Chengcheng could feel that he was resisting, resisting his most primitive impulse.
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