military pet

The author has something to say: Well, I admit that I am a bit too bloody today, and I updated four chapters a day, almost ten thousand updates.

I never thought that I could type so many words in one day before, and the effect of the chicken blood brand stimulant is indeed powerful enough.

I'm so mighty, why don't you be mighty for a little bit, and dare to keep it (a vicious expression).

8 It’s possible that we’ll all be devastated tomorrow (without breath)...囧囧 crawling away with spirit...(come back to catch insects)

As soon as Feng Ziqian walked over, Doudou called out sweetly, "Uncle Ziqian."

His cry made Zuo Hen and Feng Ziqian stunned for a moment, and then their eyes collided, and they couldn't help smiling.

Feng Ziqian looked gentle, rubbed the little guy's hair, smiled at Zuo Hen: "Doudou's memory is really as good as yours, it's unbelievable."

Zuo Hen didn't expect the little guy's memory to be so good, he was a little surprised, they only met once on the night of Qiu Bin's birthday, half a month ago, and he never mentioned Feng Ziqian's name to Doudou at that time , I don’t know why this little guy remembers Ziqian.

But Feng Ziqian wasn't exaggerating, Zuo Hen and his sister's memory was astonishingly good since childhood.

He didn't expect that this little guy not only looked like his sister, but also inherited his sister's memory gene.

No wonder Doudou didn't get along with his sister for a long time but kept talking about "Auntie said..." all day long.

"Sit, why are you here?"

Zuo Hen greeted Feng Ziqian with a smile, and when he was about to hug Doudou over, the latter stretched out his long arms and hugged the little guy to his lap.

Doudou didn't recognize her life and let Ziqian hold her, her black eyes still staring at the puppy's butt without blinking.

Seeing this, Zuo Hen pursed his lips and smiled and ignored him.

"I heard from Chu Xiong that you asked for leave again, is it to take care of this little guy?"

Feng Ziqian didn't answer Zuo Hen's question but asked him instead.

Zuo Hen smiled gently, and stopped asking questions, jokingly said: "Yes, this little mouth is very edible, how can you support him if you don't work hard to make money?"

Doudou seemed to understand what he said and raised her head knowingly, her crystal eyes were bulging, and she innocently looked at Zuo Hen as if silently protesting.

Feng Ziqian knew that Zuo Hen was not telling the truth, so he stared at Zuo Hen with probing eyes and asked, "Or help others develop game software?"

"No, I'm now in charge of writing various software codes for the company."

"..." Feng Ziqian didn't ask any more questions, but his eyes were still naked.

Zuo Hen tilted his mouth helplessly, "In CE."

Ziqian looked away from Zuohen's face. In fact, he was not the kind of nosy person at all. He asked that question only because the other party was Mu Zuohen.

"If Zuo Hen needs anything, just tell me. Maybe there is someone who can help. We are all...friends."

Ziqian knew that Zuo Hen was not really short of money, and the so-called helping people develop software was just an excuse.

He wants to know more about Zuo Hen's life, wants to know him, wants to get close to him, but Zuo Hen never gives anyone a chance.

Zuo Hen bent his eyes and thanked him sincerely: "Ziqian is really..."

However, the expression on his face that didn't fall into his eyes was startled and he spoke at the same time Feng Ziqian suddenly turned his eyes cold and yelled at him, "Get down quickly."

In an instant, he covered Doudou who was tinkering with the puppy cake with his whole body.

"Boom..." The bullet pierced through the glass and flew past Ziqian's head in an instant, and the crisp sound of glass shattering turned into a beautiful melody, but there was a burst of screaming.

Obviously the bullet was not aimed at Zuo Hen but directly at Feng Ziqian's temple, but he found it in time.

Ziqian was frightened into a cold sweat, not because he was afraid that he would almost take a bullet, but because he was afraid that the little guy in his arms would be hurt by him. He could see how much Zuo Hen cared about this child.

The bullet finally shot into the nearly four-inch thick laminated steel decorative door on the opposite side, and there was a gloomy atmosphere in the air.

Zuo Hen has regained his composure, raised his eyes, Doudou's nose is covered with black and white cream, the appearance of being afraid but trying to hold back tears makes Zuo Hen feel distressed but at the same time he can't help laughing.

Just now Feng Ziqian caught a glimpse of a familiar figure directly across the street from those decorative mirrors, and he was startled and immediately wrapped the little guy into his arms.

At that time, Doudou was planning to bite the puppy's ass with his small mouth, but Feng Ziqian immediately pressed down after roaring.

Fortunately, it was not completely suppressed, otherwise it would be Doudou's whole little face that would suffer.

For a while, the originally quiet restaurant was turned into a mess by a bullet, but after a while, only Zuo Hen and his table were left in the restaurant.

The manager and his party rushed over in a hurry, and they were quite surprised to see Feng Ziqian.

Didn't this little ancestor settle the bill with that person and leave? Why is he still here?

Seeing the surprised look of the manager, Feng Ziqian couldn't help but frowned, and said indifferently: "I'm sorry, Manager Chang, the damaged items and other losses are all on my shoulders, and I won't make things difficult for you if you shouldn't keep them It's convenient for you, I don't want to make public."

Hearing what he said, the manager didn't dare to have any other intentions, and quickly echoed: "Mr. Feng is too cynical about what is lost and not lost. I will ask people to use tools to fetch things."

A few minutes later, Feng Ziqian took out the bullet embedded in the door panel, put it in his pocket without even looking at it.

After paying the bill and coming out, he and Zuo Hen walked on the pedestrian street one after the other with their own thoughts, and they were silent to each other.

Zuo Hen was wondering why those people deliberately let Ziqian notice it just now, did they warn him?

"That man was the scariest dog around my stepfather."

Feng Ziqian's unsalty voice brought Zuo Hen back to his senses, he turned his head and gave Feng Ziqian a faint look.

Ziqian with a handsome face turned his head and looked at him, his dark eyes were bottomless, he stared for a moment and said: "My stepfather is Gu Pengfei, a courageous earth king, once the biggest drug lord at the junction of Yun and Burma , is also my father's iron buddy for more than ten years, that person didn't want to kill me just now, he just wanted to remind me that someone is going to kill me!"

Hearing this, Zuo Hen was stunned and remained silent.

"I used to have a twin brother who died three years ago while performing a mission in the anti-terrorist special forces in Tibet. His body was blown up to pieces and was picked up by wild wolves and dogs until he didn't even find a piece of meat. He didn't want to go there. Yes, that job wasn't suitable for him either, but my dad forced him, just because of his so-called justice and vanity that he didn't dare to admit. Later, my mother divorced him, and I didn't follow anyone. Did not go to Yunnan."

Feng Ziqian's voice didn't have any ups and downs, and when he spoke, his brows were always furrowed, just like his heart was so twisted that it was about to deform, and he couldn't bear to let go.

Zuo Hen retracted his hand and hugged the sleeping little guy even tighter, still silent.

"Zuo Hen!" Feng Ziqian stopped and turned around, Zuo Hen just walked in front of him.

"I'm going to be away for a while, can you promise me something next time we meet?" If I still have my life to meet you.

Ziqian swallowed the second half of the sentence, with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes.

"As long as you don't ask me to find a wife for you or ask me to give you this little thing, brother will agree to anything."

Zuo Hen's words were a little teasing, but the last glimmer of hope in Ziqian's eyes disappeared without a trace.

He sighed helplessly, "No one will rob you of your son, and I don't have the intention to harm other girls. You love to escape more than I do."

Zuo Hen smiled with his eyes bent, his smile was as clean and clear as the lotus brushed by water, but there was a ray of sadness hidden deep in the bottom of his eyes.

If you don't own it, you won't lose it. He just doesn't want to lose more...

After more than ten minutes, they broke up in the Moore Building, and Zuo Hen carried the child to pick up the car and take him back to the nanny's company.

While Ziqian was walking on the main road, a Crown suddenly stopped beside him, and he was dragged into the car before he could see clearly.

That man was the one who had dinner with him today, and Zuo Hen also knew him.

"Brother Xihan, didn't you leave, why are you back?" Feng Ziqian sat down and saw that it was Lu Xihan, his eyes were a little puzzled.

"Come back and see who you're flirting with." Lu Xihan teased softly.

Ziqian twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little resentful, "Don't make fun of me, just take me to the airport."

Lu Xihan frowned slightly, and instead of agreeing to his words, asked, "Who is that boy?"

Wen Yan Ziqian immediately explained: "It's just me as a classmate, don't be suspicious."

Seeing his nervous look like an eagle guarding a chick, Lu Xihan hooked his lips helplessly, "Be careful sailing for ten thousand years, don't make fun of your own life."

Feng Ziqian originally wanted to say something, but suddenly thought it was unnecessary, so he chose to remain silent.

Lu Xihan squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were deep and deep, but his thoughtful expression was even more elusive.

They are obviously two completely different people, how could he feel like them?strangeness……

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