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If the morning wakes up, Zuo Shengyan and Zuoyou have already left.
She slept in the room where she left,
The cheongsam that was worn last night was torn by him last night.
Now on the sofa in the room,
Many cheongsams that were not seen in the curtains were lazy and messy on the sofa.
There was a chair by the bed.
On top of him is his military trench coat,
This was not there last night.
If you sit up and slow down,
The windbreaker jacket with the left Sheng Yan held the cheongsam on the sofa and went downstairs.
The room was very quiet, her footsteps were light, and there was no echo.
Go back to the room and wash it down the stairs.
The kitchen was warm with porridge, and only one old maid in the yard was sitting and embroidering the sun.
Seeing her down and laughing and charity, "Mr. Xu woke up."
Qing Ruo nodded with a smile.
The old servant’s eyes fell between her legs.
Laughing with some joy,
"Good." Three good ones in a row, and I don't know what good is.
Put the things in your hand to the embroidered basket at your feet.
Stand up and go inside,
"The porridge is hot,
Drink some porridge first,
I will cook for you later. ”
If you are clear, you nod,
"Ok."
The old servant gave her a bowl full of porridge.
The sauce was put on the table and the chair was opened for her.
If she sat down to drink porridge, she would sit and see if she was
The look of amiableness is like seeing a freshly baked daughter-in-law.
The world is not peaceful,
The military residential area is already a place where the armed forces in the city are very strong. If you drink porridge, there will be an explosion outside.
She had a spoon and fell back into the bowl.
The old servant hurriedly got up and looked through the window of the kitchen. Because it was far apart, nothing could be seen at all, and there was no strange noise coming from the explosion.
"Oh." He sighed and rubbed his hand on the apron. The old maid returned to his seat with a sad look. "The Japanese devil killed this day."
If you are clear and squinting, hold your head and spoon and stir the porridge in the bowl. "Don't worry, it will always pass. This country will always belong to us."
If the speech is not urgent or slow, the speed of the movement is just right, and with her warm voice, there is a force that is easy to accept.
"Yeah." The old maid responded and looked at her with gaze and affection. "It’s a pity, you and Sheng Yan’s wedding..."
If she smiles softly, she looks at her and shakes her head gently. In front of the country, it is not the time to let her children grow up.
This is something anyone should understand, not to mention that she is a woman who is a protagonist.
The old servant apparently also saw that she understood and tolerated, and the wrinkled hand lifted up and patted her shoulder. "Shantou, it will be good to you after Shengyan."
When she nodded, she continued to speak and looked around at the clean and tidy house. "The servant of this family has been sent back this morning. Now, only the wife is me."
If she put down the spoon in her hand, she reached out and took her wrinkled hand and squeezed it.
At noon, the old servant made a meal. She didn't let her go to life. She kept listening to her while she was there. Finally, she helped to carry the dishes to the table and took two sets when she took the dishes.If she had a meal, she just washed her hands and came out of the kitchen. "Come and eat together, this family is two of us."
She frowned and refused. If she took her hand in the first two steps, "I have no appetite for eating alone."
She smiled and finally nodded. "Taro, call me Fang. Sheng Yan called me so, Xiaoyou called me grandma."
Qing Ruo nodded with a smile, took her to the table and sat down, the tableware handed over, "Hey, Fang."
Zuo You came back first, and the time was late. Fang Yi had already slept, and if he had cooked it for him, he went to sleep after eating.
Zuo Shengyan came back later than last night.
It seems that I drove back and the sound of the car's flames rang in the yard.
If you wear a shawl, you open the door to the living room.
He was dressed in a military uniform, with a cold moonlight, his eyebrows deep and stern, and the house was lit with lights. Zuo Shengyan knew that someone had not slept yet, and knew that it was probably her, but he still felt that the living room door was opened. Sorrowful in my heart.
The warm light in the room was behind her, she was against the light, and her face was a bit fuzzy.
Zuo Shengyan opened the car all the way back, the streets of the city have been many obstacles because of the increasingly serious war situation. He is driving tightly and his arms are tight, and now he wants to hold her.
Qing Ruo took a shawl and stood at the door and looked at him softly.
Zuo Shengyan's cold eyebrows were mild, and went to the door and raised his arms and hugged her.
"It's too late, why not sleep first."
If she shook her head, she retired and let him enter the house.
Zuo Shengyan entered the house, his slippers had been placed at the door, he changed shoes, she bent over and put his shoes back on the shoe rack.
He stretched out her hand, some cool, and at the end of his hand, he gripped his palm as the softest satin in the world, and it was easy to entangle.
"Would you like to eat?" Qing Ruo let him pull her inside, and looked up at his strong back and asked him.
Zuo Shengyan shook his head, endured forbearance, and turned back to bend over to hold the princess up. "Hey." Looking down at her, she looked at her smile, and the curvature of her mouth was just right, not scared, one hand. Pulling the shawl, one hand pulled his military uniform collar.
Zuo Shengyan hooked his lips. After knowing her, his curved corners are no longer just cold irony or killing, like now, it is softness that he can't imagine.
The body is very tired, but it seems like there is endless motivation.
His military boots stepped on the wooden stairs and the sound was a bit loud.
Zuo Shengyan put a light footstep and stopped at the corner to "turn off the lights."
If he releases his collar, turns off the light, and the lights in the stairwell are extinguished, the entire space is blurred black. "Be careful
point. She whispered.
His low voice seemed to have a light smile in the darkness. "Are you afraid that I will drop you?"
"No." Qing Ruo’s words have always been soft, and his hand was put back in his military uniform neckline, not pulled, but the palm of his hand was attached to his neck, soft and cool touch, left eyelids In the dark night, it is bright and scary.
"You won't let me fall."
He sighed softly, and the flames filled with her gentle love words disappeared without a trace.Holding her steady, she went to the third floor and went into his room to put people on the bed.
Zuo Shengyan was at the bedside, and if he sat quietly, he was much shorter than her.
For the first time, he looked up at a woman with a eager and serious look in a look up. "Do you love me?"
If he is so nauseating, he seems to have not even thought about it.
If she is biased, she puts a hand on his shoulder and laughs without answering.
Zuo Shengyan also laughed and shook his head and smacked his own stupidity. What is the problem?
No need.
He took her hand and kissed her back.
Holding her directly lying on the bed. If he pushes his shoulder, "wash it."
"No." Zuo Shengyan shook his head, and some rogues were willful. "I don't want to go, I don't want to move. It's very tired."
Qing sighed softly, pulled the quilt over him, raised his hand to his temples, and licked his lips and kissed him to kiss his mouth. "No matter what, take care of yourself."
After a while, Qing thought that he was asleep, and his low voice was like coming out of his throat. "Well."
"Sleep." She gave him a temple, and pressed the other points on his head.
Zuo Shengyan pulled down her hand and folded her hands in his two palms.
"Qingruo, Xiaoyou is my brother's child."
"My brother and I have different political positions, but they are married. I thought that my brother didn't know that she had a political purpose. I was worried that she had harmed my brother and thought that there were many ways to break them up."
Zuo Shengyan approached her and put her head on her shoulder. "I don't know, she had Xiaoyou at that time."
"Yeah." If you gently sing, "Is Xiaoyou aware?"
The left Shengyan movement shook his head slightly. "His life is the last exchange between my brother and my nephew." He paused and followed, "I still have my position today, it is me." Brother finally sent me up."
His breathing was very shallow and shallow. If you are not talking, let him sleep.
After a long time, Zuo Shengyan adjusted a comfortable posture, held Qing Ruo from one side to the arms, protected her whole person in her arms, and bowed her head to kiss her. I promised my brother and promised myself. In my life, everything is Xiaoyou."
If there is no opening to speak, just the hand on his arm gently pinches his tight arm muscles.
Because the two people are embracing each other and sleeping, all the morning left Sheng Yan has a movement and wakes up.
I slept almost in the middle of the night last night, and when I was awake, the whole person was still in a state of sorrow.
He has quickly turned over and got up and stood on the edge of the bed and put on his trousers in the button-up shirt button.
"Left Sheng Yan~"
"Yeah." Zuo Shengyan bowed his head and bent over the button while kissing her forehead. "Let's sleep for a while, get up and eat at home, don't go out."
"Okay." Qing nodded, but climbed up when he went to wash.
Zuo Shengyan came out from the bathroom and saw her standing on the edge of the bed and frowned. She stood up and held his tie in her hand. Her eyes were confused and her feet were a little floating. Warm and full.Zuo Shengyan reached out and took her. She leaned her head and let her tie her neck. She reached over her waist to prevent her from standing still.
Qing Ruo movement is also very fast, did not delay any time, gave him a tie head and leaned over his shoulder. "Be careful."
"Good." Zuo Shengyan was in a tight time. She didn't have time to warm up with her. She bent over and took the man back to the bed. She finally kissed her and turned and strode away.
Zuo You has to go to the military training during this time. Every morning, he and Zuo Shengyan have already gone out.
Already sitting at the table and having breakfast, I saw the respectful greeting from the left to the next floor, "Father."
"Yeah." Zuo Shengyan's gaze is not as serious as usual, revealing some gentleness, and walked to the position next to him to sit down and have breakfast with him.
The two men almost finished eating at the same time, and Zuo Shengyan called him. "Zuo You."
"Yeah." Zuoyou stretched his face, his eyes bright and black, watching Zuo Shengyan, waiting for him to speak.
"I will call her a mother in the future, listen to her, know?"
The little face burst into a big smile, and Zuoyou nodded heavily, "know!"
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