"Lu Shao." Yunbin is aware of Li Jia's rigidity and opens his mouth to break it. "Carol has grown up."

Lu Yichen is very clear about Sima Zhao's heart.

"Does Jiajia think so?" Lu Yichen's black pupils are deep and mysterious, his voice is soft, and he looks at his younger sister with indulgent eyes.

Li Jia is excited. She has a hunch that she will be miserable when she comes home.

They are all ready-made. She is also a dead pig. She is not afraid of boiling water. She has the courage to stretch her head and shrink it. Then Yunbin says, "brother, I have grown up."

Lu Yichen's smile is deep and his thin lips are red and moist. "Is it?"

Grow up, wings hard, combined with outsiders to deal with his brother.

"How old is the little girl?"

When the old and steady voice appeared, Li Jia was stunned for a moment.

Not only she, but also other people around the party, even Lu Yichen, were stunned.

Li Jia followed the voice source to see a gray haired, serious old man.

The corners of her mouth twitched as she saw the old man's dress.

Even at such a large dance, the old man was still dressed in a neat uniform and wore various medals on his chest.

His dress is rigid, and he is still dressed like this on such occasions. It can be seen that his persistence and persistence in his bones and the soldier's sense of honor go deep into his soul.

Li Jia didn't understand why the old man suddenly asked, but she still respected the old man very much. "Eighteen years old."

"Eighteen Good age. " The old man didn't know what he thought of. His rigid face was very soft when he looked at Li Jia. "The little girl will come to the military compound when she is free."

Li Jia was embarrassed for a few seconds, blinked and nodded with a smile. "No problem."

My grandson and I had a good conversation. The army behind the old man was frightened and looked back and forth in front of Li Jia and the old marshal.

Are they blinded? How could the old man be so happy to chat with a younger generation?

The upper class who knew the identity of the old man was even more shocked.

The old marshal, who is known for his rigidity and seriousness, actually talks to Miss Lu who meets for the first time.

What's more incredible is that they seem to have talked.

Yunbin, like his parents, is surprised, but the old man and Jia'er are just like old friends at first sight. He has no reason to stop them.

Maybe their task will be easier than they think.

Lu Yichen's eyes are deep. Seeing this scene, some fragmentary pictures of previous life emerge from his heart.

It's all after Jiajia's death.

"Interesting." In the crowd, a 30-year-old mature man with sharp edges and corners dangles his high foot wine glass and stares at the delicate facial features of Li Jia Zizania latifolia. "Miss Lu?"

It seems that the entertainment weekly newspaper which made a lot of noise recently claimed that her original name was Li

Mr. Li is now the last old marshal in H country. Now the country no longer confers the title of Marshal. All the five marshals were granted decades ago, but this one is still alive.

The prestige of the army is incomparable, and its temper is notorious.

Is it going to rain? Not only take the initiative to talk to a younger generation, but also the ice face that has been cold for decades shows signs of melting.

One of the middle-aged men standing behind Li was looking at Li Jia all the time, and his heart was also very surprised.

Like this

It's similar to the two people in the distant memory.

Unfortunately, they have already passed away for 18 years. The couple died at the same time, leaving no blood.

Lu Yichen's mood surged. After Jiajia's death in his previous life, he was in a state of out of control. Now many things are in doubt.

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