C82 bamboo leaf woman

Gong Mengran became anxious and frowned: "Are you stupid? You really want to eat it?"

Zhao Chuanqi said: "Of course I cherish the care and love you gave me. It was quite delicious, as if you just spoke of it a moment ago. "This is indirect …"

Gong Mengran's face flushed red, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? Can you not associate this with me blindly? A belly full of evil! "

Zhao Chuanqi stroked his hair and said complacently: "Actually, I'm not bad, I'm just very helpless. If a man is not bad, then a woman does not love him. Do you think I should be bad or not? "

Gong Mengran was amused, "You're just too poor! With your poverty-stricken attitude, you should have been specially recruited to the Arts Squadron to tell stories and do crosstalk. You shouldn't have entered the Special Guard, right? "

Zhao Chuanqi said: "I'm not going! "Even if I can become Ma Sanli, I won't go."

Gong Mengran asked, "Why?"

Zhao Chuanqi said: "My main goal in coming to Secret Service is not to become famous, nor is it for any other reason, but to be a person."

Gong Mengran answered first: "I understand, it was for your father, right? I've heard your father's story. He's a real guard. "

Zhao Chuanqi retorted, "You knew about my father a long time ago? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I am the son of my Dad, and yet I do not know that my own Dad is a soldier of my Secret Service. "

Gong Mengran said: "This means that your Dad has a strong sense of secrecy. Anyway, I admire him. "Unfortunately …" Gong Mengran did not continue, but instead looked up and down at Zhao Chuanqi, as if he was trying to find the shadow of the mysterious guard that year on his body.

Zhao Chuanqi shook his head slightly. "It's a pity that the person I'm talking about is not my father."

Gong Mengran asked, "Who is that?"

Zhao Chuanqi replied: "You? Other than you, who else can it be? "

Gong Mengran frowned: "A useless fellow! Can you be more ambitious? "

Zhao Chuanqi stressed: "It's far enough! Ever since I saw you for the first time, I knew that you were my target. At that time, it was indeed because you were more attractive to me than the Secret Service, which was why I came to Beijing. After hearing the story of the Dad, I felt that I had let him down. From then on my whole being changed. "

Gong Mengran said: "Changed? You changed your mind? "

Zhao Chuanqi said: "I am not saying that I have changed my heart to you, I am saying that I am beginning to understand how to work hard and how to struggle. I have also started to have a second goal, which is to fulfill Father's unfulfilled wish and become a true China Te Wei. " After speaking to here, Zhao Chuanqi recalled his various encounters, and sighed, "It's just that the more I try, the more I find that I can't do anything. In the end, he was even sent to the grassroots areas to raise pigs and grow vegetables. Especially that day, it was really a calamity for me. One test is a type of test of fate. In terms of training and other aspects, I did not lose to Chen Yongsen, but because I lost to him in one exam, I lost my fate as well. "

Gong Mengran lightly patted Zhao Chuanqi's shoulder as he comforted him, "You need to understand that these are the rules of the game. Secret Service was just like that. Sometimes, a small matter the size of a sesame seed could allow you to rise up to the heavens. Of course, it would also be enough for you to never be able to stand up again. But you are actually still lucky. With the protection of the official Deputy Director and the great achievement of being neutral on this mission, your fate has already been rewritten, hasn't it? "

After saying that, Zhao Chuanqi suddenly remembered something.

Back then, when she had been sent to the grassroots level after leaving the Secret Service, Gong Mengran had once given him something.

It was a metal pendant called 'The Change of Times'.

Zhao Chuanqi touched his pockets in surprise and took out the metal ornament from his pockets, shining it in front of Gong Mengran's eyes.

Gong Mengran obviously still remembered it, so she smiled and said, "Did you still keep it?"

Zhao Chuanqi said, it was lucky! Looks like this thing really works.

Gong Mengran pursed her lips and asked: "Is it even useful?"

Zhao Chuanqi quickly corrected him, "Of course not. The most important thing is that you are my, Zhao Chuanqi's, lucky star. With you around, I'll be fine. "I hope that you will continue to be my lucky star and my good wife in the future."

Gong Mengran asked: "What is a wise internal helper?"

Zhao Chuanqi saw that Gong Mengran was deliberately playing dumb, and decided to play it by ear, and said: "A wise internal helper, as the name implies, is the salty duck egg."

"You're the salty duck egg!" Gong Mengran frowned, and said angrily.

Zhao Chuanqi laughed, and felt that regardless of whether Gong Mengran was happy, angry, or sad, they were all so beautiful, so refined and beautiful.

Gong Mengran pouted, and then took out a bamboo leaf from nowhere, and placed it between her lips.

Zhao Chuanqi laughed and said, you really want to be a panda, you have already eaten three pieces of bamboo leaves.

Gong Mengran scolded, it's all because of you. Sorry for disturbing my mood.

Zhao Chuanqi did not understand what he meant, but instead used two fingers to adjust the position of the entrance with the bamboo leaves, and then tried to blow it twice. Soon after, a melodious melody came from the bamboo leaves.

It was the melody of "Dream Camel Bell".

Only now did Zhao Chuanqi understand. So this was how Gong Mengran ate the bamboo leaves.

At this moment, besides astonishment and shock, Zhao Chuanqi was also in worship. He did not expect that this small bamboo leaf, in Gong Mengran's mouth, could actually produce such a beautiful melody. Her posture was elegant and graceful, like a noble musician. Her lips moved slightly, and a pleasant melody was transmitted from her lips to the bamboo leaves.

Zhao Chuanqi did not have the heart to interrupt him, he did not expect Gong Mengran to do this.

At the end of the song, Zhao Chuanqi, who was the only spectator, could not help but clap and praise. Palace Instructor, you even know this consummate skill? "

Gong Mengran raised her head happily, "Is that nice to listen to?"

Zhao Chuanqi nodded, "It's nice to listen to. It was a beautiful, dream-like illusion. "

Gong Mengran said: "You only know how to say nice things! "Forget it, I'm not playing anymore. I don't want to be treated like a panda again."

Zhao Chuanqi quickly said, "Don't, don't, I haven't heard enough! It's really nice to listen to! "

"Alright then!" Gong Mengran once again stroked the bamboo leaves, and said: "This instructor will continue to make a fool of himself, you are not allowed to laugh at me!"

He lightly held the bamboo leaf between his lips and played a song, "Liang Zhu".

Zhao Chuanqi was speechless.

Gong Mengran blew quietly, her expression focused, as though she was a fairy.

How blissful and cozy was Zhao Chuanqi at this moment. Who would have thought that a small bamboo leaf could produce such a shocking melody under Gong Mengran's melody? As the song "Liang Zhu" entered his ears, he suddenly felt as if he had turned into a butterfly, fluttering and rippling in the bamboo forest. Gong Mengran had also become the prettiest butterfly in the world. She was flying with him at the same time, it was so lovable …

After this song, "Liang Zhu", ended, Zhao Chuanqi was immersed in it for a long time, unable to extricate himself from it. It was only when Gong Mengran scratched the tip of his nose with the bamboo leaf that she finally regained her senses.

Zhao Chuanqi said, it was nice.

Gong Mengran began to criticize him, "What, this instructor was boasting to the point that my cheeks were puffed up, and you just said 'nice' and said it like that?"

Zhao Chuanqi thought, and imitated Zhou Xingchi's special tone, and praised: "Good! If you had to add a modifier before listening, it would be very nice! If there's one thing that has to be said, it is that this is the number one song in the world! "

Gong Mengran laughed, "You don't have any proper manners, you only know how to talk big."

Zhao Chuanqi said: "It's you who insisted on asking me to praise you a few more times, but the performance that you performed just now, is indeed not small, it was a little like … Mrs. Bamboo Leaf. "

"Madam Zhu Ye?" Gong Mengran asked: "Who is that person?"

Zhao Chuanqi explained. "In a Wuxia TV series, there is a powerful lady who specializes in using bamboo darts. That's why she is nicknamed 'Madam Zhu Ye'."

Gong Mengran laughed and scolded: "Go to hell! This instructor isn't married yet, but have you become a lady first? If you call it that in another ten years, I don't mind. This name is quite domineering. "

Zhao Chuanqi said, "Of course. Madam Bamboo Leaf was a heroine in the TV series. She had used her bamboo dart to kill countless people, and had even destroyed the lives of a few Flower Harvester bandits. As the saying goes, if a bamboo leaf is to be used in this world, there will be no rival from all over the world. "

Gong Mengran immediately blushed: "What are you talking about! It was a mess! "Alright, it's time to go. It's time for dinner!" She touched her left chest and thought of the performance tonight. She frowned and said, "Aiyo, the show is about to start tonight. My little heart is really nervous."

Zhao Chuanqi stretched out his hand and said with ill intent: "Let me touch it."

Gong Mengran slapped his hands: "Fuck you, where are you staying! It's really unreliable! "

The two entered the restaurant.

It was not even time for dinner yet, Gong Mengran had sneaked into the cookhouse and helped choose a dish to be her assistant, causing the male soldiers of the cookhouse to be so touched that they almost cried. Zhao Chuanqi did not have the habit of going down to the hall, but he was worried that these shifty, single male soldiers would have some ulterior motives towards Gong Mengran, so he stayed in the cookhouse and played with the fish in the fish tank, provoking the wild beasts in the brick pool.

The food came out of the wok one by one. Zhao Chuanqi felt that the smoke was suffocating, so he pulled Gong Mengran away from the place. Gong Mengran washed her face and took a seat in the dining hall. She then took out her phone and started playing with the Russian cube. Zhao Chuanqi then took the chance to smoke a cigarette outside and relax.

The more he smoked, the more spirited he became. Zhao Chuanqi could see the bright future of the Zhao Family through the smoke. Now, after his own unremitting efforts, the heavens had not let down the desire of others, and his relationship with Gong Mengran, had finally begun to take a sacred first step. Even though it wasn't to the point of marriage, it had already been drawn out. If he could really marry Gong Mengran such a good wife in his entire life, then he would be thankful to the ancestors of the Zhao Family and also to the ancestors of the Xie Palace, for having such a beautiful and kind descendant.

Just thinking about it made him want to secretly laugh.

Zhao Chuanqi smiled as he swallowed the clouds and puked out mist. In his mind, he engraved the beautiful blueprint of the future, which was indescribably beautiful.

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, an earth-shattering fragrance drifted over from afar, and at the same time, the sound of high heels started to become clearer and clearer.

Turning his head, Zhao Chuanqi was shocked!

~ Could it be that the whose nickname was' There's no coquettish and only coquettish ', Vice Captain Qi Meizhen, has returned.

When she came back, the momentum was not small at all. Her arms were covered with a variety of clothing bags, shoeboxes, and shoes, as well as two stylish female bags. Under such a stressful situation, Qi Meizhen's huge butt seemed to be weak at the moment.

As Qi Meizhen walked, she muttered to herself, "Motherf * cker, what lousy taxi are you waiting for? If you let me drive you inside, I'll curse you to explode if you go out and pull a guest out. If your wife is pregnant, you'll have an abortion …"

So poisonous.

When she was walking past Zhao Chuanqi, Qi Meizhen suddenly stopped, and pushed all the items on her body down, one of her feet on the stairs to the side started to flutter, and used her hand to slap her face, releasing the wind, immediately speaking, sshe was exhausted to death. Raising his head to look at Zhao Chuanqi, he immediately came up with an idea. She raised his head and said, "Eh, what a coincidence. "How come you don't even know how to show mercy to the fairer sex? Look, her arms are red and her legs are sore. Why don't you help me grab it?"