Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 1689 Canary (62)

  Yun Si was silent for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and offered her upper lip.

   Kiss him.

  Beautiful and attractive.

  The force on her waist tightened slightly.

   "Yun Si."

  His voice was a little deep.

  The man who turned himself into a landlord gave a hum, kissed him, and smiled.

   "This matter is not allowed to be mentioned again."

   "I don't mention it, and you don't mention it either. Be obedient, okay?"

   "..." He didn't make a sound.

  He stared at her with dark eyes.

  She blinked, "Disobedient?"

   "..."

  Listen.

  He lowered his eyes and hugged her tightly.

   "Be good~"

   She touched his face with satisfaction.

   "Good baby."

  Outside the window, the first snow in autumn and winter was falling one after another, covering the ground.

  The cold wind howled past, and the cold and chilling military vehicles were still driving, heading forward.

  In the car window, the embracing people leaned on each other, kissing lightly in this biting night.

  The warm touch seems to dispel the bleak chill in the heavy snow.

  Go north all the way until you disappear.

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  After marriage.

  Everyone in Yecheng knows that Mr. Pei, who commands thousands of troops outside, is a strict wife inside.

  Because he doted on his wife too much, he would do whatever his wife asked him to do, which caused his image among people to suddenly become much more friendly.

   Gradually, Mr. Pei became the topic of their talk after dinner.

  There is not much content, it is nothing more than what gift Mr. Pei gave his wife today, and how his wife manages him. These embellished contents have been discussed hundreds of times, and they are still not tired.

  Yecheng Military Central Command Bureau.

  When Wang Xiaosheng, commander-in-chief of the Sichuan Army of Nanyang Faction, arrived, there were already people waiting outside the command bureau.

  Seeing Wang Xiaosheng, he immediately stood still and saluted.

   "Hello, Commander Wang, the chief is waiting for you inside."

  Wang Xiaosheng straightened his military cap, folded his hands behind his back, and glanced at the people on the street.

   People who come and go, in front of this command bureau, do not shy away.

  He laughed and sighed: "Chief Pei is not as powerful as he was back then..."

   Outside the Politburo, there are still people who dare to open a shop to sell things.

   I really don't know whether to say those people are bold, or whether to say that Pei Chen is dead.

  He was deeply moved.

  The officer who greeted him didn't speak, as if he didn't hear him, he made a gesture of invitation to him.

  Wang Xiaosheng patted him on the shoulder and walked in.

  Not long after he went in, a little girl in military uniform with braids came out.

  The military guards guarding the door checked as usual.

   "Who is here?"

  She saw the military vehicle parked at the door.

  The military guard raised his chin, but did not hide it.

   "The legendary old fox king commander, came to talk to the chief."

   "When I got out of the car, I said a few words to our chief."

   "That's really annoying."

  She pouted, folded her arms, and waited at the door.

   Soon, the owner of the pastry shop opposite the Politburo came over with his things in person.

   Smiling and bowing, he handed over the packaged snacks.

   "Hi Miss Chunhua, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that my wife ordered yesterday. It's just out of the oven and it's still warm. The little one will be delivered right away."

   "Is there more sugar in it?" She took it and asked as usual.

   "Of course, how can we forget my wife's taste?"

  The boss who was licensed to open the store here is extraordinarily attentive.

   "Madam, what else do you want to eat tomorrow? A Western chef just came to the store, and he can make a lot of things. Do you want to send some of them tomorrow?"

  (end of this chapter)