Zhu Yi, seeing Ning Shu's impassioned words, rolled his eyes.

"Just pretend. I heard that Wu Zheng Wei's daughter is a beautiful woman, so you are not in a hurry?" Zhu Yi is also lying on the hospital bed bored.

Then I have to base my happiness on the pain of others.

Ning Shu put the apple into Zhu Yi's mouth. "Be kind and don't sprinkle salt on others' hearts. Unfortunately, your leg is just broken. How can it not be broken?"

Zhu Yi:

You also base your happiness on the pain of others.

Waves of people came to see Song Yi, Songhua for flowers, fruit for fruit.

It is estimated that they smell something fishy and come to fawn ahead of time.

But the fruit was all destroyed by the team.

These animals under Song Yi come to see the officer, bring some fruit, and they will leave after eating.

He also said that the fruit here is enough to eat for a year.

Song Yi's face is expressionless. If she could not get out of bed, she would have been alone.

A man's friendship is nothing more than carrying a gun together, squatting in a warehouse together, whoring together, sharing the spoils together, and having a foundation together.

Song Yi and these men have strong brotherhood.

But later, Song Yi rose to a higher level and didn't do much work. The soldiers under him were assigned to other teams and scattered.

Some people are so disappointed that they choose to move on to other teams.

After Song Yi got married, most people didn't know him.

Ning Shu sat on the chair beside Song Yi's bed and peeled an orange. He asked Song Yi, "are you going to marry Wu Xianrou?"

Ning Shu asked quietly, but let the team around him be quiet and stare at Ning Shu and Song Yi.

Song Yi Leng for a while, some laugh ground shakes his head, "this is to listen to who say?"

"Chief, this matter has been widely spread in the courtyard, and Wu Zheng and Wei have said that they don't know whether they are joking or serious." Said Zhu Yi endlessly.

Song Yi shakes his head. "It's all told in vain. Wu Zheng Wei, a man like me, will not marry his daughter to me. Don't talk about it in the future."

Song Yi never talks about things that are not certain.

Ning Shu hands the peeled orange to Song Yi, who takes the orange and says thanks.

"In fact, this is basically a matter of certainty. I heard that Wu Zheng Wei's daughter has been back home for some time. It looks like you will get married." Ning Shu peeled an orange and said while eating.

Zhu Yi answered, "or a girl who has been abroad, can she really stand the loneliness of a military sister-in-law?"

"For a man like us, we need to know a lot about his wife." Said Zhu Yi.

"The general idea is that you should be indifferent." some players teased Zhu Yi.

"If I want a wife, I won't go to other women." Said Zhu Yi.

Ning Shu smacks her mouth. The orange is so sweet.

After eating and putting down the orange peel, she said lightly, "as far as I know, Miss Wu is the kind of girl who doesn't eat fireworks, and has never suffered from hardship since she was a child."

"Then is she a fairy princess?" Zhu Yi asked curiously, but Ningshu asked unkindly, "how can you make Miss Wu so clear?"

Ning Shu squints at Zhu Yi.

Zhu Yi shrugged. "You say, you go on."

Ning Shu added: "the girl who has no worries about food and clothing pays more attention to love and enjoys romantic life. If the captain wants to marry Miss Wu, you need to spend more time with her, love her, love her, love her wholeheartedly, and make up for her."

A man of love.

Song Yi rubbed her eyebrows and said, "who says housekeeping? The committee is going to marry her daughter to me. She hasn't left all the eight characters yet. You just say so. Miss Wu is going to come to me and fight."

As soon as Song Yi's voice fell, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, and all the people turned to the door.

At the door stood a girl, who was not very tall and had curly soft hair.

Big eyes are full of aura.

Like a beautiful and delicate doll.

People can't help but want to care. It's worth the best in the world.

"Who is Song Yi?" Wu Xianrou stood at the door, scanning the people in the room.

Listen to my father said that Song Yi was hurt. When Wu Xianrou saw Zhu Yi, she frowned.

This is the man her father had to force her to marry.

Hot eyes.

Wu Xianrou ignores Zhu Yi and looks at another wounded man. Well, he looks ugly.

Wu Xianrou's last eyes are on Song Yi. "You are Song Yi."

Wu Xianrou enters the ward, goes to the bedside, and looks at Song Yi up and down.

Song Yi looks a little better in this room.Song Yi is the face of the whole team.

"Yes, I am Song Yi." Song Yi probably guessed who the girl was.

"I will tell you directly today that I will not marry you. Even if my father forces me to marry you, I will not marry a barbarian." Wu Xianrou has the straightness to say anything.

Very straightforward.

The three words "soldier barbarian" make people in the room frown.

Ning Shu ate the orange and watched Wu delicate.

This kind of girl is well protected by her family. All the cruelty and darkness in the world are insulated from her.

Compared with Wu Xianrou, Wu Jing is just an ugly and bloody executioner.

But some things must be done by people. Only when people lose their innocence and beauty can they protect most people's happiness and peace.

Ning Shu said to Song Yi, "boss, I can't see you."

When he saw Wu qianrou, Ning Shu probably knew why Song Yi liked Wu qianrou.

People like things they don't have.

Song Yi is a man who spent his time in gunfire. His eyes are full of blood and death.

Wu is delicate, pure, beautiful, peaceful and peaceful, which is what Song Yi longed for.

Song Yihe Wu Jing is the same person and lives the same life. When the two people get together, seeing each other is like seeing themselves.

See the blood dripping appearance, always do the task feeling.

There is a certain reason why the same profession is not suitable for husband and wife.

Ning Shu deliberately said that Wu Xianrou couldn't see Song Yi, and other people also followed.

"Boss, try to take Miss Wu."

"Let Miss Wu prostrate herself under your army trousers."

“……”

Wu tenderly rubbed his ears, some of which could not stand the noise.

Especially when these soldiers and barbarians talk, they still pat things.

There's no quality at all. Here's the ward, the ward.

The people under him are such virtues, Song Yi is no better.

Song Yi got along with his gang for several years, and these people pursed their farts. Gu knew that what they wanted to do was rare.