Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

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The next second, the overlapping legs were kept, his eyes rolled over, his back stiffened, and his face pale.

Jing Peng's entire face became distorted!

Ah, the leg is pressed there, it hurts! ! !

The waiter looked at his pretty face, and it instantly became distorted. She was startled: "Master Jing, you ... what are you doing?"

Jing Peng tried to control it, and he didn't let his hands cover there. He just grabbed the clothes on his chest tightly.

The clothes were pulled into a ball, and a dull "ah" came out of his mouth, and he put all his energy into it before putting his legs down.

Damn Tang Huai, he must revenge!

"Master Jing, you ... what the **** is wrong with you?" The waiter came up and looked at Jing Peng in a panic.

Isn't he okay?

Will it die here? Should she die here if she died here?

"It hurts ..." The pain hasn't faded yet, and Jing Peng still grabbed the clothes at his chest.

The waiter stared at his hand and thought he had a chest pain. She was startled: "Master Jing, do you ... do you have a heart attack?"

"I ... hurt here."

When the waiter heard it, the light flashed, and she quickly sat next to Jing Peng and grabbed Jing Peng's hand: "Is the injury serious or not? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No ... no ..."

"Then I will give you medicine?"

Jing Peng gasped: "No need ..."

"But you are in pain."

"..." Is it painless? What kind of acupuncture is the dead woman in Tang Huai? It made him hurt now.

He used to be acupuncture, but he was bitten like an ant. He didn't know how comfortable he was afterwards, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

Now, as long as his legs are slightly pinched, he is in pain.

Jing Peng had to spread his legs, the whole person leaned on the sofa, waiting for the pain to fade.

The waiter sat there with a worried look. She looked beautiful and worried, making her look very touching.

Jing Peng turned his head and looked at her, seeing the mist in her eyes, the beautiful woman, like a beautiful flower, was particularly able to give a man a pleasing feeling.

What's more, Jingpeng itself has a body, has a romantic character, and has been unable to do that kind of thing for many years. He especially misses the bravery that once turned over with Tang Ying.

Seeing a beautiful, self-motivated woman, he has desires, desires, and hopes, and he will react. His reaction is dry mouth and fever all over his body.

The waiter in front of him looked very nice, with an oval face, round eyes, and a striking appearance, which was even more painful.

Jing Peng's throat dried and he swallowed. "What's your name?"

Even when the waiter was worried, the voice was sweet. With the Jiao function, Jing Peng felt numb: "Huanglianzi."

"Huanglianzi?"

Huang Lianzi smiled shyly: "It's a company without cursive characters."

Jing Peng raised an eyebrow: "How to choose this name? Does your family love lotus seeds?"

Huang Lianzi said: "No, after my grandmother gave birth to me, I hope that the next child will be born continuously, and I will take this name."

Jing Peng asked: "Is the son finally born ..."

Huang Lianzi smiled softly: "Birth, three consecutive sons."

"Then you are really awesome your grandma." While talking to Huang Lianzi, Jing Peng felt the pain there gradually eased.

Huang Lianzi listened to Jing Peng, but only smiled, and did not speak again.

"How old are you?" Jing Peng stared straight at Huanglianzi's pretty face.

"Nineteen."

"How long have you been in the hotel?" Jing Peng asked again, his eyes scanning on Huang Lianzi.

There are Hungarians with buttocks, the waistline is also perfect, wearing a uniform is quite tempting. The height is one meter six and seven.

The legs are long and straight, not thick or thin, just right, the two calves exposed are perfect, Jing Peng wants to touch.

After seeing his head from his feet, Jing Peng's eyes returned to the woman's Hungary.

It's quite, very plump, not as dry as Ban Hua's, it feels like a brand.

"I came here as a waiter when I was seventeen. Before I became a waiter, I was looking for casual workers outside. I was out of work when I was thirteen."

"The family is poor?"

A flash of vicissitudes flashed in Huang Lianzi's eyes: "It's quite poor. The younger brother is in poor health. He has been relying on medicine to hang his life. He has to buy medicine for at least one hundred yuan a month. The third brother has a good grade. In order to get out of the mountains after studying and entering college, I have to work hard for him to continue studying. Sister Ai married early, her parents are old and frail, and the burden of the whole family is on me. If I do n’t work, I wo n’t eat. Not to mention, the younger brother ’s life is hard to guarantee. "

Jing Peng heard that sympathy came from this beautiful girl.

When he mentioned that she mentioned rice, he realized that he was already hungry, and he said to Huang Lianzi: "Feel me dinner."

He is moving as little as possible now, and if he hurts there, he will lose face in front of the beautiful girl.

If she knew that he was a "no" man, his face would be thrown to grandma's house.

Huang Lianzi smiled sweetly: "Okay."

Huanglianzi took the food from the tray and fed it to Jingpeng bit by bit.

Jing Peng tries to make his movements as elegant as possible, and also tries to make himself look noble.

The more he is like this, the more Huanglianzi thinks he is handsome.

And he is still Jing Shao's younger brother and must be rich.

"Delicious?" Huang Lianzi looked at Jing Peng with a smile.

"The flavour of the meat is a bit weak."

"I saw the chef tell him to add more salt when making meat."

"Well." Jing Peng came out with a noble and indifferent look.

The more he was like this, the more Huanglianzi became fascinated by him. She stared at his chest and asked gently: "Master Jing, how did you hurt your chest?"

A moment of stunned **** flashed through Jing Peng's eyes, when did his chest hurt?

Recalling that when he was in pain, he grabbed the clothes on his chest. He pursed his lips and said, "People like me often have to face guns, bullets, and rain, and they will inevitably be injured.

When Huang Lianzi heard it, her eyes flashed with surprise and worry: "Why do you have to face me with bullets and rain? In this way, you are not often injured?"

Faced with Huang Lianzi's worries, Jing Peng's chest radiated warmth, "How many successful men have not been injured in his life?"

"Is the wound heavy? May I see it?"

"No, it will scare you."

"Master Jing, are you a soldier like Jing Shao?" Huang Lianzi looked at Jing Peng curiously and admiringly.

Jing Peng shook his head: "No, I opened the factory and do business."

What is good about soldiers?

A soldier of his rank like his elder brother, isn't it a poor man?

The hundreds of allowances issued by the state every month are not enough for him to smoke.

Don't think he has a Jeep driving, he thought he was rich, the car was not given by others, he didn't spend a penny at all.