He also thought it was great, but he was a little overwhelmed. Her body was so soft, completely different from the soldiers he had led before. Those soldiers were rough and sweaty after training every day, and their bodies were stiff. It didn't matter how he trained them.
But she is different.
After a long while, Shen Qingqing finally realized what she had done. She quickly got out of Zhou Yuanzheng's arms, then blushed and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I was too excited and acted impulsively. Don't think too much about it..."
Zhou Yuanzheng's wheat-colored face was clearly shy at the moment, with blushes all over his cheeks, extending all the way to his ears. At the moment, he was staring at Shen Qingqing blankly, not knowing what to say, so he could only look away uncomfortably, "No, nothing, as long as you're happy..."
Shen Qingqing suppressed her shyness, raised her eyes and asked him, "Did we win?"
"Yeah!" When Zhou Yuanzheng mentioned this, he smiled, showing his big white teeth, "We won."
As he spoke, his mood suddenly became low again, and he lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry that you just missed our wedding..."
His voice sounded a little low, but Shen Qingqing didn't think so. She had seen the families of her deceased relatives in her previous life, all of them crying their hearts out.
Most of them were newlyweds and young mothers with unborn children. Some were just waiting for their lovers to come home to tell them the good news, but they were killed by the sudden attack. They were separated from their families. Shen Qingqing had never experienced such pain in her previous life, but the white on the island also deeply hurt her eyes. She felt sad because she was Chinese and those people were her compatriots.
So, that's great! They are all still here, that's great!
Shen Qingqing had tears in her eyes and her nose was sore. The incident of reunion suddenly made sense, at least, they were all there.
"As for the wedding arrangements, it doesn't matter. We can pick a new date." Shen Qingqing came back to her senses, took Zhou Yuanzheng's hand and said with a smile.
Everything needed to prepare for the wedding was ready, so they just needed to pick a good date. So they looked up the almanac and decided on a date three days later. It just so happened that the soldiers on the mission had a few days off.
Zhou Yuan was planning to invite a few more brothers to join in the fun.
Zhou Yuan had just returned from the army and had changed into his regular uniform. Shen Qingqing came in with a piece of cut red paper and saw a man in a black short-sleeved shirt sitting at the desk, writing something with a focused look on his face.
His fingers were very long and his joints were firm. He held the black pen meticulously. When he saw Shen Qingqing coming, he raised his head and smiled.
"You're here?" Zhou Yuanzheng moved a chair to Shen Qingqing and placed it next to her. "I'm really sorry for you. You were the one who took care of a lot of things these days. It just so happens that I have some free time these days, so I thought I'd let you have some rest. Just leave anything you can do to me."
Shen Qingqing nodded, "So who are you now?"
"Write an invitation!" Zhou Yuan was lifting up the red paper on the table. "I'm writing an invitation for the two of us!"
The penmanship on the red paper was vigorous and powerful, and it was obvious that he had practiced writing. Shen Qingqing gave him a thumbs up and praised him sincerely, "Not bad, I didn't expect that our deputy head Zhou's handwriting is like his personality, and he has the same spirit."
Hearing this, Zhou Yuanzheng's expression did not change, but the corner of his mouth betrayed his true thoughts, "Yes, is that so?"
Shen Qingqing didn't expose him, but just nodded, and then handed the red paper she had cut to Zhou Yuanzheng, "Then please ask Deputy Head Zhou to write these as well, and I will send out the invitations."
Zhou Yuanzheng was obviously in a good mood after being praised by his wife. He had no complaints when he saw the thick stack of red paper. Instead, he proudly spread out the red paper and continued to work.
His wife praised his good handwriting, but he should not be proud and should continue to maintain his good handwriting!
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