Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

The smell of smoke in the room was still there, Jiang? stood in the corner, staring at Jiang Yun sharply and straightforwardly.

There was no difference on her face, except that her back was unconsciously stiff.

But he turned his head and smiled and said, "You didn't tell me the truth."

When the words fell, she turned and left.

The back is almost panicked.

Jiang? stared at the back of her leaving for a long time, until Mu Ge came over, he looked back and walked out calmly.

Jiang Yun left the private room on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Fleeing from the restaurant all the way, he waved for a car on the side of the road and got in it.

The driver looked back at her, worried: "Girl, you don't look well, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yun was about to say that she was fine, but when she looked up, she met the mirror in front of her.

Under the dim headlights, her face was pale and frightening.

A gust of wind blew, and she felt the coolness between her neck belatedly.

"I'm sick to my stomach. I've got an old problem." After a while, she forced a smile and said, "Please drive to the Holy Court Hotel."

The master stared at her for a while, then muttered: "We have no grievances or enmity, don't fall on my car at night."

"You can tell me at any time, and I will take you to the hospital."

Jiang Yun didn't speak, and collapsed on the car as if she had narrowly escaped death.

Back at the hotel, she collapsed on the bed in a daze and fell asleep.

In the dream, the barren desert was full of artillery fire.

Half of the sky was dyed red by the setting sun, and the air was mixed with the smell of gunfire, engine oil and blood.

There was a lot of noise in her ears, the cries and screams of men and women, the roar of artillery fire and planes constantly crushed her nerves.

She was buried deep in the desert, and as the desert continued to sink, what she heard and saw was disintegrating little by little.

"Yunyun, come back!"

With a shrill male voice roaring in his ear, Jiang Yun suddenly turned her head.

But instantly pulled out countless explosions.

In the flames, a vague and tall figure ran towards her recklessly.

She tried to struggle, to respond, but no sound came out.

The whole person fell as if being torn by a pair of invisible hands.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in my ears.

The scorching flames scattered in the air, and the man's figure was distorted and dissipated by the shock wave.

In the flames, a piece of broken iron flew over and hit her butterfly bone, cutting off a piece of flesh.

Everything was turned into ashes...

"Rhyme?"

The sound returned to her ears, and Jiang Yun hurriedly reached out to grab something.

The next second, a pair of warm big hands held her panicked hand, and Mr. Jiang's own comforting voice sounded: "Silly girl, why are you still sweating after sleeping?"

"Grandpa?" Jiang Yun panted and opened her eyes, where old man Jiang smiled and stared at her gently.

The girl's pupils constricted, as if frightened.

"It's me." The old man helped her up with a smile, flicked her sweaty head with his big hand, and smiled: "I didn't say anything when I left early."

"It's getting more and more unruly."

The last words were not to blame, but more like comfort.

Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and shook her head obediently: "I feel sick to my stomach, I forgot to send you a message."

When she spoke, she lowered her head guiltyly, for fear that the old man would ask something.

Fortunately, the old man didn't ask questions or mention anything.

Just poured her a glass of water and urged her to take a hot bath before going to bed.

Jiang Yun was obedient and sent the old man to the bathroom after leaving.

When she passed the mirror, she stopped unconsciously.

On the back, the scars on the butterfly bones are conspicuous.

She loves military life. Before that, she thought that in her life, she would always exist on the border of the motherland and grow wantonly.

Backfired.

she's not that great...

The next day, the Jiang Mu family's engagement banquet.

Jiang Yun deliberately chose a decent black dress and accompanied her to attend.

With only this one daughter in the Mu family, even the engagement banquet is very important.

Not only opened the entire old house of the Mu family, but also invited the various families who had good relations with the Mu family.

At ten o'clock sharp, Mr. Jiang arrived at the old house of the Mu family with Jiang Yu and Jiang Yun carrying the dowry.

Holding a proposal ring in her hand, Jiang Yun followed Jiang?, who was holding a bouquet, and a group of people entered the shepherd's house amidst the sound of gun salutes.

In the hall, all the relatives from the Mu family had already taken their seats.

Mu Ge was wearing a red cheongsam, and came out shyly following Mu Ting and his wife.

There was almost no pause. The moment she stepped out of the threshold, Mu Ge's eyes fell directly on Jiang?.

Today, he is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with short hair combed on top of his head, revealing his full forehead.

The edges and corners of the face are clearly visible, and the pair of affectionate eyes with their own warmth are a bit gentler than before.

He stood outside the door, tall and tall, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

Mu Ge unconsciously clenched his hands, his eyes were reddish.

She had dreamed of this scene countless times in her dreams.

She knew that she was wishful thinking, but in her life, she only loved such a person.

Even if a moth flies into the flame, she will never look back.

It seems to be aware of Idyll's gaze.

Jiang? raised his eyes slightly, his deep eyes looked over unexpectedly.

Seeing her red eyes, Jiang? pursed his lips imperceptibly, a dark color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't stop there.

It was just a collision of eyes, but Mu Ge unconsciously suffocated, excitement and embarrassment hovered in her heart for a while, disturbing her complicated thoughts.

Mr. Jiang exchanged a few words with Liangting.

After a short stay, Jiang Yue walked up to Mu Ge with the bouquet in his arms.

As soon as he approached, her breathing couldn't help but stagnate for a few minutes.

The fragrance of roses filled her nostrils, and Jiang? handed the roses to her, with a low voice but somewhat alienated: "I've been waiting for a long time."

"No." Mu Ge took the bouquet with joy, and was so excited that she was about to cry.

Jiang Yun was on the side, and when she saw Jiang?'s unmoved back facing Muge, she was so angry that she touched her forehead.

Walking forward silently, she hit Zhuangjiang? Arm, gave him an angry look, then smiled and looked at Mu Ge: "It's a bit windy today, why don't we go in."

If you don't go in again, Mu Ge will almost cry.

Although Jiang Yun disapproved of Jiang Yu's marriage, the matter has come to this point, Muge is innocent.

At least, don't make people feel wronged.

Jiang Yun is just a straight guy, looking at the charming beauty whose eyes are red every now and then, Jiang Yun inexplicably feels that she has a heavy responsibility on her shoulders.

What would this family do without her?