The vixen's journey through time

Zheng Weiguo saw Chacha surrounded by the crowd at a glance. She was still so beautiful, so dazzling, so dazzling.

One glance made his heart, which he thought had been silent, throb.

Zheng Weiguo was both timid and excited.

The last time we met, the time and place were wrong. This time, he finally had the opportunity to take her home as his brother.

"Sister, brother will take you home!"

Zheng Weiguo walked towards Chacha as quickly as possible. He stopped one meter away from her, his whole heart trembling violently.

His voice was restrained and forbearing, and if you look carefully, you can still see the bulging veins on his temples.

If Gu Yu hadn't stopped him from the side, he would have picked up the tea and left.

In front of her was Gu Yu blocking her, and in front of her was Zheng Weiguo's earnest gaze. Chacha swallowed her saliva, and for a moment, the atmosphere became tense.

The people around him felt their blood boiling inexplicably, as they had watched something good.

Those who are particularly fond of gossip will vote in their hearts, who will the beautiful woman end up with?

Of course, if someone counts carefully, they can calculate that Zheng Weiguo got higher votes.

They don't care about the feelings of fellow countrymen! Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zheng Weiguo is more suitable and more popular!

One is a child without a father and a mother. If you follow him, you will spend your whole life farming, eating soil and eating sweet potatoes!

One is an officer with a straight figure, an upright and awe-inspiring look, and a face with a Chinese character. At a glance, he feels very safe.

Which one is better and which one is worse is clear.

I heard the soldier brother call Jiang Zhiqing "sister". Isn't this brother and sister a perfect match?

No one would doubt their relationship, but the way he looked at her was so electrifying.

Even though he thought he hid it well.

The villagers saw that something was wrong! They all wisely stopped surrounding Chacha and left a large space for her.

But they didn't go far, and they tacitly agreed not to make a sound, not to look around, and just raised their ears, waiting to hear more details.

Even with just a few words, they can tell countless versions of exciting stories with their impeccable tongue and ability to convey text.

But Chacha no longer noticed these, her eyes were attracted by the woman slowly walking towards her.

picture! It’s so similar! How could there be such similar people in the world?

It's not that they look alike, but their temperament and the feeling they give her are really very similar.

"Chacha!"

Yin Xia called Chacha softly, her eyes showing too many complicated emotions.

Yin Xia's "Chacha" sound was completely out of place. To Chacha's ears, it felt like he was actually calling her. It was as if she really was her daughter, she was Jiang Cha, and Jiang Cha was her.

How could it be unfamiliar? The ancestor used to call himself this too! So gentle, so kind, so kind, so doting.

It seems that he can tolerate everything about her, good and bad, and he is willing to pamper her and love her selflessly.

The former ancestor is now Yin Xia.

At this moment, the two people overlapped perfectly, and Chacha felt infinite admiration for Yin Xia, whom she had never met before.

Yin Xia finally rushed forward quickly, hugged Chacha in her arms, stroked her back with one hand, and touched her head with the other, tears streaming down her face.

After a while, she lifted Chacha's shoulders and looked at her carefully, caressing her cheeks and pinching her earlobes. She always felt that she couldn't see enough or care enough.

Fortunately, they will be reunited soon, and they will be able to be together for a long time.

"I've grown taller and look better, and I've also lost weight."

There is a kind of thinness that is called mother's "You have lost weight." Chacha slightly twisted her waist, which had gained weight recently, and wanted to explain but was speechless.

"I've lost weight..." Yin Xia muttered in a low voice, and as she spoke, tears overflowed from her eyes.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry..."

Chacha hurriedly wiped Yin Xia's tears, but was afraid of hurting her with her hands, so she only dared to brush them lightly.

But the tears were like broken pearls, falling continuously, one by one, splashing on the ground, hitting the hearts of the other two men present.

Zheng Kaixuan subconsciously took a few steps forward, reaching out to hold his wife in his arms to comfort himself, but his hand paused in mid-air.

When he caught a glimpse of someone getting out of another jeep out of the corner of his eye, his whole body came to a sudden stop.

Jiang Dongliang got out of the car and paused before moving forward.

Not far away, stood the two women he loved most.

One is his own daughter, and he raised her up little by little.

She peed all over him, she grinned at him with her toothless gums, she crawled all over the floor to play games with him, she babbled, she toddlered, she called her first "Daddy", she stood there Waiting at the door for him to come back from the army...

He had participated in all of these, but God played a trick on him, causing him to be separated from his flesh and blood, and almost separated from his yin and yang.

One is his ex-wife whom he loves deeply. He once risked his life for her. He is her sweetheart and she is his childhood sweetheart.

He has had a strong possessive desire for her since he was a child. He hopes that she will only smile at him, and even if she cries, the tears should be wiped by him.

He hopes that she only has him in her eyes, and likes to hear her yell "Jiang Dongliang!" angrily, "Jiang Dongliang?" coquettishly, and "Dongliang..." emotionally.

He ate her leftovers, drank a glass of water with her, kissed her mouth, brushed her hair, worshiped every inch of her body, and held her intimately in his arms, like a dense package of spider silk. she.

She wore his military green shirt, touched every scar on his body, and kissed the medal closest to his heart.

She dared to ride on his waist to show off her power, but she would also caressingly blow him off his calloused hands during training, wash his muddy clothes, and call him "Brother Jiang" with distress...

They both had too many first times with each other, but they couldn't have each other's last time.

Destiny made them meet, know each other, stay with each other, and fall in love with each other, but they separated on the way.

How cruel fate is!

He had owned her and loved her for the rest of his life, but he could only hold on to the memories of each other and watch her grow old with other men, while he was alone for the rest of his life.

Maybe this is fate! He was destined to lose her.

Now, the two most important women in his life, one, he feels a lot of guilt about, and the other, he is no longer qualified.

Stop it! Now, the top priority is to take his daughter home. With his daughter, he can still make up for it.

As if he had figured it out, Jiang Dongliang no longer hesitated. He strode forward and walked to Chacha and Yin Xia in three steps and two steps.

So, surrounded by melon-eating people, Chacha and her stepbrother, Chacha and the original owner's biological parents and stepfather, Gu Yu and Zheng Weiguo, Gu Yu and Chacha's biological parents and stepfather, Yin Xia's ex-husband and current...

sky! What kind of Shura field is this? What is another famous scene of the century?

In an instant, the air around them became thinner, making the nervous people feel suffocated.