The few words Han Feng answered for her actually made the tiny and thin man slightly red, holding the duffel bag in his little hand, lowering his eyes and not speaking.

Han Feng was so scared that he didn't dare to say more. He quickly smiled and said hello to the deputy director and took her into the car, put the luggage bag behind him, ran over and said, "Sister-in-law, are you sitting in the passenger seat or in the back?"

She didn't say anything, and her water eyes were just looking at the special license plate with a hint of pity and grievance.

"Uh," Han Feng scratched his head, blushing and embarrassed, "Is it because I said the wrong thing? I think you are much younger than me. Do you think you are old when you call your sister-in-law? I'll change your words! Can I change my words immediately now?"

"My name is Lin Yitong." She looked up and said softly.

Han Feng was confused, this...he knew.

Her red eyes were clinging to him and said, "You name it, or I, Xiaolin. That's what we Director Qin calls it."

After saying that, she got into the car without saying anything, leaving Han Feng alone with an embarrassed face in the wind, calling her name or Xiaolin? He... If he dares, he will blame him... scratching...

Fucking fuck**

The wedding room is very large.

The residential housing in the bustling section of Kyoto's Third Ring Road, more than 100 square meters of apartment-style residences, which were a bit cold and cold in addition to the essential furniture. The slender figure walked in and didn't even stroll. Han Feng happily said behind him how he and several assistants had trouble with the wedding houses arranged by the wedding. There was no exquisite design. She seemed to listen or not, but instead walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to see the overpass in the distance outside. The vehicles were shuttled endlessly. The higher floor overlooked the city and felt open but desolate.

"The leader said, if you think this place is good, stay there. It's big here. You can take your aunt over and live there!" Han Feng came over and said with a smile.

aunt?

She looked back at him, was she talking about mother?

Han Feng was guilty when she saw it. He looked at the time on the wall and said, "The chief is coming soon. Let's go. The chief of the royal palace in Beijing has already booked a seat and told you to take it there if you arrive."

She didn't expect that there would be such an incident.

She was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Is there anyone else besides him?"

"Well! There are Staff Feng, and several division commanders and ministers who have a good relationship with the leader. They all came from the local military region with the leader back then. Chief Huo said that it would not be so formal at first, so this is appropriate to welcome you!"

It sounds like they are all his close friends, and they can't take any hell of face. And based on the fact that they are now married, she, as her wife, has the obligation to act well in this scene.

Her slender eyelashes drooped, her face slightly pale, she raised her eyes and said softly, "Then wait for me, I'll go change some clothes."

"Oh, OK!"

Han Feng sat down with a smile, even when he was sitting on the sofa, his back was straight, and he held his hands together. There were magazines and weekly magazines and TV remote controls on the table, but he looked as if he was waiting for someone to be calm and focused without any impatientness. Perhaps the soldiers had the characteristics of being lonely and able to endure the heart and have no desires.

Lin Yitong regrets it now. She only knows that she is going to study and brings all ordinary clothes, and only a few of them can be worn out.

Han Feng felt that it had been a long time, so he leaned over and said, "Sister-in-law, just ordinary clothes are fine. The leader said that you will do whatever you like, it's okay!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a fresh and soft white swaying from the inside. Her knee-length chiffon skirt with black diamond-clad low-heeled sandals were fresh and charming. She felt a little embarrassed and took a breath and asked, "Can you see it?"

Han Feng stayed open his mouth slightly for several seconds before he reacted from his daze and nodded violently with a little silly: "Well, you can see it. It looks good!"

The eyes were full of embarrassment, but I found something else: "Sister-in-law, where are you... diamond rings?"

She was stunned and couldn't help but take a breath in her heart - why did she bring that kind of thing over this month's study period?? She couldn't have thought of wearing it.

Huo Siran's phone call came over at this time and called Han Feng.

Han Feng was well-trained, and his face suddenly became strict and solemn. He had to get up and stand up from the sofa: "Chief!"

After listening to her a few words, I looked at her: "Well, my sister-in-law has packed it up, just... I just don't have a ring..."

"Yes! I know, Chief!"

After hanging up the phone, Han Feng's face appeared with a strong smile and said, "Okay, let's go, Chief Huo also drove over from the military region."

Her slender eyebrows frowned slightly, with a hint of worry and anxiety: "But I don't wear a ring..."

"The chief said it, it's not a problem!"

Not in the way??

Han Feng smiled so cheerful and freely, but she was still a little nervous, and she was worried all the way out. A man like Huo Siran has a face and style wherever he goes. She doesn't want to make a joke if he is not careful. What is a military marriage? It's like a shining red star hanging above her head to remind you to be cautious in words and actions. Although she sounds silly, she really has a string in her mind, which is very tight. She is obviously tired from the long-distance bus for more than ten hours, but her eyes are still clear and vivid, as bright as stars.

The show of the royal palace in the capital is indeed very big.

When I walked in, I walked around the mahogany stairs to the second floor. The private rooms were different, and even the waiter's clothes were exquisite and unique. There were already a few people waiting inside.

She was not good at greetings. When she entered, she was confused when facing various military uniforms and military seals. She had to shake hands and say hello to them under the introduction of Han Feng, and even smiled and praised them and didn't know how to deal with the words of praise. The soldiers' palms were very rough and thick, but this was not enough to reassure her, because a man with such a status in Kyoto was too disadvantageous to be matched with a young and tender rookie like her.

Before the banquet began, she felt it was difficult to deal with it. She began to examine several people, and then her smile was full of tolerant and caring eyes, which was extremely embarrassing.

"Ko Lin, you graduated this year. You're not old," Staff Feng said in amazement, "There are twenty-four?"

"Twenty-three." She said softly.

Staff Officer Feng suddenly realized and then laughed: "Haha, oh, this Huo Siran, I said I would introduce me to him, why did he look down on that girl? It turns out that he likes this..."

Amid the laughter, there was a sound of pace outside, and Hosran's tall and tall figure walked in. The brows were strong but could not hide the slightest dusty smell. There was a bright stream of light in his deep eyes, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth and said, "What kind of thing I like... has something to do with you?"

When Staff Feng saw the master coming, he immediately waved his hand to shirk responsibility: "It's okay, what do you like, what do you want? Who dares to gossip or what?"

Amid a burst of laughter, Hosran smiled with his lips and pulled the chair to sit down next to her. He held her little cold hand that was placed by the table without any trace, and said softly: "Carriage jam. I'm late."

The tight string in her mind was still not loose, but instead she was so hot that she was a little overwhelmed by his warm palms.

The big palm gently stroked the little hand in the palm, which was so cold that it was a little stiff. While laughing and chatting with a few close friends on the table, Huo Siran said slowly in a voice that only two people could hear: "Don't you like me to suddenly arrange for you to meet with friends?"

She trembled.

The water eyes seemed to have been suddenly lit and could move. He turned his eyes to look at him and shook his head quickly, saying, "No. I like it very much."

like?

How much do you like someone you originally didn't want to marry? Talk and laugh with his friends and joke?

Huo Siran turned the pattern on the celadon cup with one hand, pursed his thin lips coldly, and stopped talking.

But I noticed that her cell phone kept shaking during the meal, and phone calls kept coming in. She lowered her head and pressed it a few times, and finally turned off the phone. Hosran lowered his voice and said, "Whose phone number?"

She was stunned and replied: "Deputy Director Yao."

"He has something to ask you for trouble?"

"Yeah, a little bit."

Hosran waited, but after waiting for a while, she didn't mean to tell him what was going on. She frowned coldly and asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

She bit her chopsticks, and looked at him with a soft look, "I used to say that we would go to the guesthouse to rest first, and then go to familiarize ourselves with the learning environment in the afternoon. It was about two or three o'clock, but it was not yet here. Maybe he was afraid that he would not be able to contact me, so he reminded me not to forget it first."

Two or three o'clock.

Hosran raised his hand to look at his watch. It was almost two o'clock now, but the atmosphere on the table was obviously not enough, so it would be fine for his friends to make trouble for an afternoon.

His eyes gradually turned colder: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Her slender eyelashes drooped obediently and answered honestly: "I just don't think it's inappropriate."

——Since Director Qin said that this internship was not the opinion of the department at all, it could only come from the senior leaders. Judging from the current situation, it should have been arranged by Huo Siran. She was asked here to take a wedding leave under the name of the hospital's further study. Accompanying him as the leader of the Central Military Region is the key, and the others are secondary. She is so young that she has no qualifications to study internships, and it is the same whether she can understand it or not. On the way she just came, she kept thinking about this, thinking that she thought clearly enough and understood it correctly, isn't that true?

Hosran didn't hold her hand, clenched the cup tightly, pinched a fine line on the mouth of the cup, and the veins bulged.

His face suddenly turned ashen and extremely ugly. He explained hoarsely: "I don't mean that."

A trace of light flashed across her little face, as if she was afraid that he would be confused. A smile rose in the dimples and shook his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just the first day of study. At most, I'll be scolded when I go to the future. If you are a business here, I will leave first, so I will look rude, right?"

She understands this etiquette.

If you can't learn it if you flatter and greet and joke, then try to be more sensible and leave a honest impression. This is what Lin Weilan taught her.

Hosran put down the cup coldly, held her hand tightly, and stopped talking.

Just after three o'clock, she was finally drunk and drunk. Huo Siran sent someone to send all the ministers and commanders back. Lin Yitong followed her out. She was not wearing stockings when she went out. The strapped sandals made her heels hurt, as if she had broken her mouth. Her bright and charming little face was flashing with a confused and tired light. When she was exposed, she frowned and held the door slightly, trying to see what was going on.

But a strong and upright chest immediately blocked her face. She was stunned, and her little hand quickly relaxed. Her eyes looked up and saw Huo Siran standing in front of her.

His face turned ashen, and his thin lips seemed to be able to tear apart instantly. His aura was strong and he was down.

She looked at him, and gradually became a little scared.

He took a breath, and the slim figure stood at the door, his eyelashes trembled slightly and said hoarsely: "Did I... do something wrong? If I do something wrong, tell me, I... rarely deal with such occasions. You said that I will pay attention next time and I will definitely not make any more."

Huo Siran wanted to sneer for a moment - such a virtuous and gentle wife!

But what he wanted was not like this.

She should be bold, persistent, and has a character of not giving in. She will never give up until she achieves her goal. He wanted to ask where she smoothed her edges and something was wrong. She was clearly smiling, but she snatched his heart!

His handsome face was a little white, and his deep eyes were filled with emotions that were so thick that it could not be dissolved. He pursed his thin lips and pressed his neck tightly to pull her over, bowed his head and approached her breathing, so close that she could see the blood in his eyes. He said in a low voice: "I was wrong."

"I was wrong. If you don't want to do anything in the future, I will never make any arrangements."

"I'll pay attention, I won't make any more next time."

This almost humble apology shocked her for a moment, and a trembling light flashed in her water eyes. It seemed that she could not find out why he suddenly said this, but even if it hit her heart, it could not subvert the posture that had already condensed in her heart.

"Where is your place to study? I'll send you there now, huh?" The flashing light in his deep eyes was close to his eyes, and his thin lips were white and mute.

She was at a loss for a moment.

The flames in Huo Siran's heart were burning, making the whole chest ache. She grabbed her slender wrist and walked to the side of the car. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of domineering and solemn, but she didn't expect that the little face of the person behind her suddenly turned pale. The strap of the sandals completely cut his heels. The blood marks from the chrome continued to rub against the strap, which was a little sharp. But she took a sucking cold air and followed him without saying a word. When she got in the car, his long arms suddenly stretched out and she took them back. The low breath pressed down and kissed her heavily before letting her go.

The place for further study is not too far from here, and it is a twenty-minute drive to the Medical Research Institute.

When she got out of the car, she stood up and finally couldn't help biting her lips. Her little face turned pale. Hosran frowned slightly. She thought she was so hurt by the seat belt. She gently rubbed her hair and unbuttoned the seat belt. But she saw her dodging slightly. Her little face avoided him and wanted to open the car door. He reached out to stop her and said softly: "What's wrong?"
To be continued...