Lu Qing is indeed an outsider, but he has been friends for so many years, and so many years... Once he says he loses, he loses. Do they think this is... a joke?

Long time. Speaking and sarcastic

"Thank you," Hosran breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel so depressed that I'm holding a lot of words in my heart. It's much better to say it to you."

"I know," Lu Qing snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, "I'm just a trash can."

After saying that, I couldn't help laughing.

Hosran also curled the corners of his mouth lightly, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

I thought the doctor's examination should be over, so I walked back together.

"But don't you think this is like a countdown?" Lu Qing said as he walked, imagining Huo Siran's situation at this moment, "If it were me, I would feel scared when I thought about it - I knew there was a hurdle and a disaster ahead, but it was still necessary to walk towards the most dangerous place step by step every day. Luan."

Time is something that I want to stop, but I can’t even slow down.

"This is originally the countdown," Hosran walked to the most noisy place at the entrance of the building. His tone became much deeper and the voices became noisy. Lu Qing had to try to distinguish to hear what he said. "Especially when the person whose life was hanging on the line was her - in fact, I would rather be me, and I would not be so worried and painful anymore. There is no need to do something for her like now, and it is very limited to waiting, except waiting."

This tone is calm, but sad.

Hearing this, Lu Qing couldn't help but stop and felt as if the whole summer had been dragged out for a very long time...

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The huge and magnificent warship broke through the surging waves and moved forward. The humming and low voice hit everyone's heart. The sea water that was broken into foam rushed backwards, gradually returning to a calm and surging sea surface.

Above head, the strong wind blew the blue military flag.

——This is three days later.

--maritime.

He received a call from Mo Huaiyuan on the afternoon when he was resting at home three days ago. The man had always been calm, but at that moment he was a little anxious. He asked him to set off to the sea immediately, with a limited time of three hours. It is best to bring a change of clothes, because he might not be able to come back for a week.

At that time, the petite and soft man was still lying on the blanket in the living room, making a mess of sticky sweat, and lying in his arms and acting coquettishly.

Huo Siran's strong arms were wrapped around her waist and placed them under him to prevent her from pressing too much to the old blade on her waist; one fell behind her neck as a pillow for her to rest. When he hung up the phone, the edges of the knife-like chin became more and more distinct, and it was tight in an instant, and a hint of urgency appeared in the sharp lines.

Lin Yitong was so smart that she subconsciously guessed what had happened.

"Sran, are you leaving?" Her red lips opened lightly, and she asked him with a hint of uneven breath.

——This is a weekend afternoon. If nothing important is happening, no one will disturb him at this time.

Hosran looked dark and silent, put his phone aside and held her wet little hand.

"You just said that the doctor makes it better to turn over once an hour at night?"

A mellow voice sounded in my ears.

"Yes," she shook her mind by his question, and whispered, "My waist is not good, she said it's better."

Hosran said "Yeah".

I was already thinking in my heart who should take care of her for him the week he left, 24 hours a day, anytime, anywhere. But no matter who it is, as long as I think of the scene where he is not by her, my chest will be as dull as a rock... I tightened her wrist, and he bent down and kissed her soft neck hard...

"..." She couldn't help but murmur, her little hand tightly wrapped around his thick and long fingers, and asked in a trembling voice, "Sran, you haven't answered me yet, are you leaving?"

The man on his body was stiff and stiff.

really.

It took a long time for Huo Siran to slowly raise her head, her handsome eyebrows and eyes reflected her appearance, revealing a sense of ascetic depression.

"The news just came," he spoke, so lightly, "there was something wrong with the rebellion at sea."

The light in her watery eyes trembled violently with her heart.

He quickly realized that she smiled and asked, "How long?"

Hosran's thin lips were pursed into a line, tightly tightly, and did not answer.

"Sran," Lin Yitong smiled, with a lonely expression in her smile, and a charming and teasing breath lingering from sweat. She hugged him intimately, "You should say it quickly and give it quickly, otherwise... the time is not long. I know you are leaving urgently, and it is like this every time. Don't hide it from me to accommodate me. I'm used to it if I want me to wait for you."

A problem at sea?

The Marine Corps is the closest to the sea. If something happens, they will definitely be the ones who go first. If the matter has already come to Huo Siran, Lin Yitong will know how serious it will be. Especially when the call comes to Mo Huaiyuan instead of Xu Furan's secretary this time, it means that the matter has risen to the political level and even the secretary has been alarmed. Isn't it?

So no matter how long she is, she is prepared.

But Huo Siran only felt that no matter how long it took, the timing of this incident was too wrong.

Hosran pressed his emotions and calmed down, and slowly bowed his head as she hugged him. Her thin lips were stamped on her soft lips, and she said hoarsely: "A week."

Mo Huaiyuan said: "It is best to bring enough clothes to change. One week - it is a conservative estimate."

She was stunned for a moment and got it.

"Fortunately," Lin Yitong thought for a while, her soft arms still hugged him, her little hands touching the skin in his neck, and even greedy for his sticky feel when he sweats, and smiled slightly, "very short."

Hosran buried his head, unable to see his expression clearly, and only smiled bitterly in his heart... Is it? Short?

I found her sweet lips, bit her lightly and kissed her deeply. Her hot tongue was entangled with passionately, and she was entangled with him fiercely.

After a very short deep kiss, Hosran recalled it, slowly supported himself, and looked at her: "I have to leave. Now."

She smiled and nodded.

When she really pulled away from her body, Lin Yitong slowly sat up with her hands on her body. It was so hot that the two of them were entangled together, but she suddenly felt... so empty...

It's because he always leaves as soon as he says. He leaves so quickly...

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Packed up your clothes and met Mrs. Li at the turn.

Hosran called her.

"..." Mrs. Li was also used to this situation, so she hurriedly wiped her hands with a rag, and stood still a little embarrassedly.

"Wait a minute, go to the west of Chengxi Hutong and put..."

"I know," Mrs. Li snatched the white spot and nodded repeatedly, "Go and invite Mrs. Gu to come. You will stay with her for a few days if you leave. I understand."

Hosran paused, his eyes were deep, and he continued, "I mean, whether it is you or her, it is best to be with her every minute during the day or at night... at night, turn over every hour. Even if she doesn't say where she feels uncomfortable, you have to ask. It doesn't matter how many times you ask, do you understand?" Mrs. Li nodded faster. During the special period, she, a nanny, could feel his nervousness.

"Sister Li," Huo Siran shouted in a dilemma, "I... have been busy at home these days, and maybe I have ignored many things. If you have ever been dissatisfied with your salary... I can raise it again..."

"Sir," Mrs. Li was embarrassed to laugh and stopped him, "I know what you mean. I... it's not for money, but I'm really willing. Even if I can't do as good as you, I will do my best... How nice you and my wife are to me. I know that no nanny in this nearby family is as high as my salary. Really, there is no need for you..."

She knew what Hosran was worried about, and this way of worry made her, an outsider, look very hot.

"Okay," Hosran smiled far-fetchedly, with a few apology, "Sorry, I misunderstood you."

Mrs. Li nodded and shook her head, unable to describe her current mood.

It is said that when a woman is pregnant, men are just a decoration and can’t help much, but working at this home completely subverts this understanding in Mrs. Li’s traditional concept.

"I'm leaving." He said softly. He deliberately did not pass the living room, but walked out through the side door.

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"What?"

In the morning, in the restaurant next door, An Ran heard what shocked her on the phone, and she was so shocked that all the bread in her hand fell off.

"Are you telling the truth, warships, going to sea?" I heard the assistant talk about the drastic changes in the military region early in the morning. Almost all the senior generals were gone. I thought that something big happened, especially Huo Siran was dispatched.

"Okay, wait for me to ask Secretary An immediately, wait for me, stare at those ships and tell them not to leave!"

After putting down the breakfast in his hand, An Ran was wearing only a white cool skirt and not wearing any underwear inside, so she hurriedly ran upstairs.

"Mom Chen, Mom Chen! Where is my dad?" An Ran couldn't find Secretary An in the room upstairs, so anxiously leaned out and shouted at the entire mansion.

"Hey hey," Chen's mother ran out of the restaurant in a slight stroll. When she heard the eldest lady ask, she said in surprise, "Sir--I'm out. I went out late last night. At that time, Miss, you just came back and you were too tired and went to bed early. Why... Are there any urgent things for you to find a sir?"

Last night? Late at night?!

An Ran was almost angry and laughed, her chest was so stuffy that her heart and lungs were hurt. She pushed open the railing hard and ran downstairs. She wanted to see which car he was driving out--if it was expensive, it must be a private matter; and if it was the "old brand" Jeep, it must be a business, it must be a long trip!

But before she could reach the door, a figure pushed open the door with a "bang", tall and straight, walked in with a tall and dignified pace, and happened to run into her.

When the eyes met, everyone was surprised. An Ran widened her eyes and couldn't stop the car at all when she was too fast.

But Mo Huaiyuan had already reacted, his expression was reduced, and he reached out and grabbed her tightly.

"Ah!" An Ran screamed in pain when he was grabbed by his wrist.

"What are you doing when you run out so quickly?" Mo Huaiyuan frowned, very dissatisfied with her panic in her early days.

"You..." An Ran was anxious to find her father and didn't want to talk to him. She struggled randomly, but her wrists became more severely painful. She stared at him with resentment, and her voice suddenly became aggrieved by trembling. "It hurts...Mo Huaiyuan, please let go!"

Mo Huaiyuan felt a move and raised his eyebrows. Because the tone of the tone of the hand was much looser, but his long fingers were still holding her two white wrists.

"Then tell me, what made you so anxious to go out? Still dressed like this?"

He glanced at her outfit coldly, his armpits wide open, his delicate breasts faintly visible, and the two swaying slender legs below were the culprits, making people want to commit crimes against her.

"You still say to me, what about yourself? Why did you appear at my doorstep so early in the morning?" She turned against Yijun and frowned, "I don't care about you, don't care about me, let go of my hand, I'm going to find my father!"

She was not wearing underwear, of course she knew that she was exposed to a man's gaze in embarrassment, and even if she was not discovered, she felt insulted and frivolous!

When he mentioned Secretary An, Mo Huaiyuan narrowed his eyes dangerously, sneered, and asked slowly: "What are you asking him for?"
To be continued...