Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

The breath of ambergris gradually approached, Mu Jiaren lowered her head, and saw Quan Xiao's pair of black military boots standing in front of her.

At such a moment, she didn't dare to raise her head to look at Quan Xiao, her heart was beating very hard, she felt her face was burning red, she knew that if she raised her head now, Quan Xiao would definitely see her This distressed look.

"The grass on the ground looks good?"

Quan Xiao stretched out his big warm hand, and lifted Mu Jiaren's delicate chin at once, and then saw a suffocated and flushed little face. It was the first time seeing Mu Jiaren like this.

"So you're shy too."

"Let me go! Flower picker, don't talk nonsense, okay? I'm obviously angry!" Mu Jiaren knocked off Quan Xiao's hand, puffed up her cheeks, and said fiercely.

My heart was pounding and flustered, and Mu Jiaren was not sure what was wrong with her.

However, instead of retreating, Quan Xiao moved closer to Mu Jiaren, a pair of long arms hugged her slender waist from behind, and the smell of ambergris instantly filled Mu Jiaren's nostrils, burning hot His body temperature was also transmitted to Mu Jiaren's body through their contact.

"you……"

"Hush!" The voice above the head interrupted Mu Jiaren's words before she had time to say it. The hot breath sprayed in Mu Jiaren's ear, and Quan Xiao's magnetic and deep voice whispered in her ear: "Aren't you Want me to protect you? I will protect you."

Mu Jiaren's body froze suddenly when she heard these affectionate words, because she couldn't see Quan Xiao's face, so she didn't know how watery he said these words, was he sincere or was he playing with her again?
"Are you serious?" Mu Jiaren asked uncertainly.

"real."

……

Four in the night~
Mu Jiaren was lying on the large and soft Simmons bed, but she couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning. It was like a movie was playing in her mind, constantly switching various pictures about power lords, including smiling ones, serious ones, cold ones, Proud, dangerous, etc.

Which one is the real power lord?In the darkness, Mu Jiaren simply lay down on the big bed with her bright eyes open, with her small hand resting on her chin, seriously recalling all the things that happened since she met Quan Xiao. No matter what Quan Xiao is like, Mu Jiaren is now the only one What is certain is that she doesn't hate this man so much.

Mu Jiaren suddenly developed a strong interest in Quan Xiao. Obviously, these memories could no longer satisfy her.

Taking out the phone, the blue fluorescent screen flickered in the dark, opened the phone's Baidu browser, and Mu Jiaren quickly entered the word "quan xiao".

The information on Baidu is generally very official, especially when Mu Jiaren wanted to know some gossip about Quan Xiao from Baidu, but there was nothing at all. They were all photos of Quan Xiao's serious military uniform, with a serious face and cold air It's menacing, with deep eyes, and a cold feeling that people can't get close at all. It's hard to associate with the "flower picker".

Putting down the phone, she raised her slender fingers and rubbed them on her temples. A trace of sleepiness came over her. Mu Jiaren thought that no matter what kind of person the power lord was, she had to be with him now, not only for herself, but also for her own sake. For my mother who is still in the hospital.

……

next morning~
After simply eating breakfast, Quan Xiao, who was sitting across from the dining table, got up and put his hands in his trouser pockets leisurely. Today he was wearing the same gray casual clothes, very low-key.

However, ordinary clothing still cannot cover up his aggressive heroism. On the contrary, it supports his beautiful body proportions, especially the golden ratio of long legs. Wherever he is, there is always a strong feeling With aura, Mu Jiaren tried her best to control her eyes not to be attracted by the man in front of her.

Suddenly Quan Xiao leaned over, and the delicate facial features suddenly enlarged in front of Mu Jiaren, and there was a faint smile underneath the evil eyes: "Take you to a good place."

Mu Jiaren, who was wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin, immediately stopped and was shocked: "Where is it?"

After yesterday's parachute jump, Mu Jiaren was scared. The good place Quan Xiao said is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford. Could it be that a person is too good, so his thinking is different from normal people?

Not allowing Mu Jiaren to ask more questions, Quan Xiao stretched out his big hand from his trouser pocket, grabbed Mu Jiaren's slender wrist, and walked away calmly. The big palm on the wrist wanted to escape the power lord's manipulation and control, but the opponent didn't move at all.

Looking at Quan Xiao's side face, sharp brows, and soft lips under the beautiful nose curve, the whole profile is a beautiful oil painting.Like a character who came out of a comic, especially the aura emanating from him, no one can refuse any decision.

Beside the black Rolls-Royce, Quan Xiao walked to the side of the car, and with a light pull, the co-pilot's door was opened. Quan Xiao leaned against the door and stretched out a hand to cover the top of the car to prevent Mu Jiaren ran into him, pursed her thin lips, and a charming smile appeared on his face: "Get in the car."

Quite personable.

This is not a flower picker, he is clearly a gentleman. For the first time, Mu Jiaren said thank you to the man in front of him, and Quan Xiao actually replied that you are not welcome.

If nothing happened before, Mu Jiaren would definitely be fascinated by the current scene. The commander-in-chief of the armed forces—a handsome man opened the door for her and smiled at her. Thinking about it, it is the most beautiful thing in the world. things.

Quan Xiao started the engine, tilted his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of Mu Jiaren's nympho smile on the co-pilot's face, as if he was very absorbed in thinking about something, a malicious smile was drawn on the corner of Quan Xiao's lips. Vigorously slamming on the gas brake under her feet, Mu Jiaren's body leaned forward, and her forehead hit the front of the car with a "Thumb!".

"Hey..." Mu Jiaren couldn't help shouting because of a sharp pain on her forehead. Rubbing her smooth forehead with her small hands, she turned her head and glared at Quan Xiao: "Quan Xiao! What are you doing?"

However, Quan Xiao focused on the road ahead, his brows were lightly gathered together, and while driving seriously, he innocently asked Mu Jiaren: "What am I doing?"

"You deliberately drove me into it." Mu Jia couldn't be more angry, and she pouted her small mouth angrily, but Quan Xiao didn't look at her at all. The slender fingers of his right hand tapped the steering wheel leisurely, calmly said: "I have boring?"

Seeing that the other party refused to admit it, Mu Jiaren had no choice but to turn around and unfasten the seat belt on the seat, fastened it viciously on her body, turned her head and stopped looking at Quan Xiao, and went to enjoy the scenery on the roadside.

Mu Jiaren didn't want to say anything to such an unreasonable person who always took three points. She just wanted to ignore it.

……

Ten minutes later, they appeared at a solemn gate.

Mu Jiaren carefully looked at the decoration at the door. This is a high-rise building in the suburbs. The outside is made of the most rustic materials, and there is no signboard. Mu Jiaren can't tell where it is.

Quan Xiao dragged Mu Jiaren in without any refutation, and Mu Jiaren was very uncertain.

"Where is this?" Finally, Mu Jiaren plucked up the courage to ask, walking in the clean corridor, she smelled a smell of disinfectant, a bit like a hospital, but she was sure that this was not a hospital, because it was almost Can't see the patient.

"Medical Research Center." Quan Xiao spit out these words in his calm eyes, without stopping his footsteps, Mu Jiaren suddenly paused, and blurted out: "Do you mean to treat me as a living person?" Specimen research?"

This is really not sure, a flower picker like Quan Xiao can do anything, Quan Xiao stood still, turned around, his tall and tall figure stood in front of Mu Jiaren, staring at her with sharp eyes , a little annoyed: "Do you really distrust me that much?"

"What do you trust? Do you trust me to kiss me every time?" Even though Quan Xiao had a dangerous aura, Mu Jiaren said these words without fear of death.

In the next moment, Mu Jiaren thought that Quan Xiao would definitely get angry again, lose his temper with her or simply kiss her, but Quan Xiao didn't do that. When the atmosphere between the two was quite awkward, a man in a white coat The researcher came out, stopped in front of the two, and said respectfully and politely to Quan Xiao: "Marshal, we have prepared the experiment you want to visit."

Quan Xiao didn't say another word, a pulsation flashed in his calm eyes, he took Mu Jiaren's hand domineeringly and walked towards the laboratory.

……

Two innocent mice were kept in a small cage, and next to the small cage were piles of chemicals, flashing scalpels, and various syringes, just looking at it made Mu Jiaren's heart tremble.

Her petite body hid behind Quan Xiao's back, and she knew that Quan Xiao's thinking was different from normal people's. He either took her to skydive or came to visit some mice for surgery. It was really scary!
During the operation, the operator performed the operation while explaining. Gradually, Mu Jiaren heard what kind of operation it was. It was a heart transplant operation!

It seems that Quan Xiao definitely arranged this operation on purpose. Mu Jiaren looked at the man beside him, and saw Quan Xiao sitting upright, staring at the operation with piercing eyes, looking very seriously, his handsome profile is like a sculpture Generally, it looks good.

The little white mouse that had received a heart transplant was lying weakly on the straw mat at the moment. Everyone's eyes, especially Mu Jiaren's eyes, were fixed on the weak little white mouse. Suddenly, the little white mouse gradually blurred and appeared in front of her eyes. It seems to be the kind and pale cheek of my mother.

Mu Jiaren's heart was in her throat, how much she wished to see her mother live a healthy life!

Time ticked by, and the mouse that had received the heart transplant was able to get up slowly. Although it was still unsteady when walking, at least it could stand up.

"Marshal, the operation was successful!" The researcher in a white coat shouted excitedly. Before Quan Xiao could say anything, Mu Jiaren stood up from the chair, tears filled her eyes with excitement, as if the root of the success of the operation Not a little white mouse, but my own mother!
"Great, so the heart transplant can really be a success!" Mu Jiaren covered her mouth with her hand, and tears fell from her eyes.