Buck walked back to the hotel slowly by himself, no different from any passerby on the street who was rushing home in the middle of the night. He could not tell that he was a special agent who had been living and dead abroad, nor was he a glamorous rich man on the table.

As the capital, some street buildings are worse than emerging cities. After all, they are all things from decades ago. Buck passed the slightly noisy night skewers stall outside, turned to the back of the street before walking into the hotel upstairs. It can be seen that the level is really average. Mou Chenfei will never stay. She walked silently through the carpeted aisle, opened the door with the room card, but was slightly surprised to see Nan Nan sleeping on the sofa outside.

Looking at the time on my wrist, it was almost two o'clock in the second half of the night. Those leaders were used to it. Some of them who often paid attention to European and American affairs were still energetic and said they wanted to go back to the office. The two girls seemed to be waiting for themselves to come back.

Just as they said, they were waiting at home for themselves to come home.

I don’t know when this sense of insecurity of nostalgia will turn into normality.

Buck was a little tired and carried the light little girl into the bedroom twice. The girl in pajamas placed her on the bed and adjusted the stable air conditioner before she came out and threw herself on the couch.

Physically speaking, Buck is much younger and stronger than those leaders, but when the brain cells go tossed, it obviously made Buck very tired. He took off the pair of Oakley outdoor style myopia glasses with a little weight, closed his eyes and squeezed the temples on both sides. For the need to cover up, Buck basically wore glasses or sunglasses in Southeast Asia during this period. This pair was bought by Zhaonan at a duty-free shop before taking off at the Hong Kong airport. Anyway, Buck didn't need to change it. His dark skin was accompanied by the frosted gray tactical glasses. The little girl liked it very much at that time, but now she smelled the faint freshness on the sofa cushion, but Buck's thinking was completely lingering in the conversation just now.

With the approval of later military personnel, his views were limitedly recognized, and finally he had the same attitude as Lao Bai. Let's try it.

Today's world is no longer the era when an adventurer led a boat of people to open a country two or three hundred years ago. The rise of China is the result of the efforts of hundreds of millions of people. This family foundation seems to be quite good, but in fact, it is definitely much easier to make trouble than the younger brother of His Majesty. It is not that simple thing to do. Various thoughts and plans are all making partial attempts.

Just as those military personnel came a little surprised Buck, there were countless people who were working hard in all aspects...

Suddenly, two soft fingers squeezed open their fingers and rubbed their temples slowly. Buck rolled his eyes and didn't see them: "I woke up from touching them?"

The quiet voice was like a finger: "No, I feel warm, I know you're back... very tired?"

Buck remembered to get up and be pressed down by his fingers: "It's not that I'm tired, I'm not used to talking about things like this. Go to bed, I'll take a shower and go to bed."

Yinan expanded his fingers from his temples and pressed them in a very organized manner on the top of Buck's head, clearly pointing to the acupoints on his head: "We learned it in Southeast Asia, are you comfortable?"

It's so comfortable. Buck's massages to his wife follow the doctor's set of muscle relaxation and other things, but he doesn't know much about the popular meridian acupoints in Asia: "Oh... not bad, it hurts! not bad, you're still strong."

Yinan should have a little smile: "It's not about strength. Mastering the skills and finding the right position will be effective."

Buck narrowed his eyes and gave a thumbs up: "It seems that you have learned a lot in Southeast Asia. Now you are good at English. What else do you want to learn next?"

The voice behind the head became silent. After concentrating on pressing for a while, Yinan's voice was slightly confused: "Brother, what do you want us to learn?"

Barker thought carefully: "What you learn is not important. First, make yourself happy and do what you like. Secondly, you must have your own independent thinking ability and not follow the crowd."

Yinan responded simply: "I am happy to be with my brother, I like it if I can help me. My sister and I have always seen it like this..." Thinking about it, I finally admitted that I couldn't keep up with the rhythm: "It's really the easiest when opening a barbecue stall. We just need to hold the plates for barbecue. When you open a company, we will go to the office to watch Xiaoyezi dance and learn to dance with her. But that won't help me, so I learned to fight and shoot with Xiang Er and Natasha. But it seems that I can't compare to A Nu and the others. Then, take care of you? Don't feel too distressed when you are injured at home. You can't wait at home every time for you to be injured before you can come in handy to take care of you, then take care of your children?"

Yinan, who has always been taciturn, rarely says so many things. It seems that she is really confused. Maybe she has to be calm when facing her sister, and now she is so happy.

Buck raised his hand and said, "It doesn't have to help me..." Yinan gently moved his palm to the back of Buck's neck, pushed slowly, and signaled Buck to lie on the sofa to facilitate her operation. Buck did as he did: "Let's not say that taking care of the child will make you tired. Look, Sister Fang didn't help anything before, what are your hobbies? It's like your sister Fang likes to travel, and now she thinks Borneo is good..."

Yinan sneered: "Teacher Fang, she is so leisurely, my sister and I can't learn it..."

Buck also smiled: "You are you, your sister is your sister. Everyone has their own hobbies and pursuits."

Yinan flipped onto the sofa and rode on Buck's back and tried hard: "You say that too."

Buck felt the light body pressing, and he felt as comfortable as floating in the clouds: "Who said that?"

Yinan whispered in a low voice: "Sister Shui... I'm not saying bad things about her. I know she is kind to you now, so my sister and I occasionally listen to what she says... She said we want to try to be with you alone."

Buck reacted in surprise: "Oh, no wonder, no wonder you separated for a while after you went to Southeast Asia..." He wanted to turn his head back, but Yinan grabbed his head with both hands and pressed him back: "I haven't finished the massage yet."

The little girl slid down along Buck's back, pressing Buck's shoulders, neck, back, spine and waist all the way. Not to mention, the movements are really professional and important. Buck feels that he needs to become a disciple, so it would be great to use this to show his attention to his wife.

Yinan pressed seriously and spoke intermittently: "She is also a fake and experienced person, and she has never been a twin and has no caring sister. How can she know how we feel? What I think is what my sister thinks, so we tried it, and it would be better to take care of you together, okay?"

Alas, I have been married for so many years. In the early years, Natasha was so at ease that she always enjoyed her husband's service. Now the wives led by the eldest lady are simply treated by Bark. Even Xiang Wan, the proletariat, has fallen into depravity. This is the first time that Bark enjoys such comfortable care!

Buck felt that it was almost done. Yes, he agreed to get up, but he felt that Yinan lifted his T-shirt and rubbed his warm palms against the uneven scars, complaining quietly: "None of them took good care of you!"

Maybe Buck's scarred body and clumsy tattoo looked even more sad, and he immediately felt sobbing that he felt a little sad. When he started as a sister, he was crying. Buck immediately felt two drops of liquid splashing on his back. Just as he was about to turn around, he was pressed down by a stubborn hand: "Don't move!"

Then don't move.

Feel the emotional pressing and relaxing...

Not to mention, so many complicated thoughts and pressures before tonight seem to have really disappeared at this moment.
Chapter completed!