Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

It is true that Song Ye has a strong boundary between internal and external closeness. If it is turned into a circle, Yuan Song and Yunhua are naturally more important. She wouldn't mind admitting the concept of protecting the short.

The last time at the beach, Song Ye had already warned Yuan Song, and what he said was not a lie. If Yuan Song really became a scumbag and hurt Yunhua's heart, then as a relative, she would definitely not be soft on him. .

After receiving an ultimatum from his boss, Yuan Song obviously got closer to Yun Hua after getting to the dining table, but the two sides still did not communicate.

Song Ye didn't care, raised his eyes and glanced at the people in the circle, raised the red wine glass in his hand, and the slight alienation between his eyebrows eased, "In the past six months, everyone has worked hard." He didn't say to take care of her Thanks for washing the dust, Song Ye is more like holding a celebration feast to comfort the brothers under his hands.

"It's not hard work, we are willing to go up to the mountain and down the sea of ​​fire for the boss." The youth of the Ye Gang immediately responded to the call, and the flattery was loud and sincere.

The programmers on Yunye's side were also a little excited with their wine glasses. "It was Mr. Song who gave us a chance. Otherwise, we are still in a small house. In the future, I want to follow Mr. Song all over the world." It is said that every otaku always has a dream in their hearts. Tonight, Wang Tiechuan and the others said that the past experiences of hard work made these otakus who stay at home feel excited.

"There will be this day." Song Ye nodded lightly, a simple smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When everyone heard her promise, they all cheered up. They all believed that Song Ye would not tell lies, as long as it was what she promised to export, it would definitely come true.

"Okay, let's respect the boss and have a drink. The boss of the Beijing group has made another great achievement, and we have taken another step towards the whole country." Wang Tiechuan stood up, his tall and strong body was tall and straight, holding a wine glass, and his voice was sonorous and powerful. Song Ye's aura is suppressed, and he believes that he is already a hegemon in other fields.

A table of people also stood up, holding wine glasses, and said loudly: "Respect to the boss." "Respect to President Song."

Then, everyone raised their heads and drank the red wine in their glasses.

Song Ye looked at the excited and youthful faces, and likewise suffocated his drink. His raised neck showed a graceful arc, wanton and unrestrained.

Xu Zihang, who was sitting across from her, looked at the small and delicate chin, holding the wine glass with long and slender fingers, the smile lines slightly raised at the corners of the girl's eyes, Yue Hung's mouth throbbing - it was uneasy, but the red wine that fell into her mouth was full of red wine. of bitterness.

It has been a full month since the high school entrance examination results came out.

He no longer has any contact with the overnight gang, and devotes all his energy to political-political study.

He desperately and seriously wanted to be admitted to Shi Yi Gao, but he failed the list. No one could understand the melancholy in his heart. In the next three years, he would not be able to continue to accompany Song Ye.

Frustration, depression and loss were forcibly turned into motivation by him. He still followed his promise to embark on the road of political-political career as soon as possible, and exerted his greatest ability to assist her.

However, in just half a month, Song Ye went to the capital, restrained the Qin family, brought down the Leng family, and planted the flag of Yaowangtang in the heart of the country. At the moment when everyone was rejoicing, Xu Zihang's heart was full of grief and helplessness.

He has been working hard to catch up with Song Ye's pace, but the achievements of the other party are always beyond his reach.

He still can't understand it now. After decades, he will always laugh at himself when he thinks back to this question again.

Such a person who is destined to stand at the top of the pyramid is destined to be extraordinary. What a terrible reference he chose.

The teenager's mind is always troubled, but it is a pity that Song Ye can't detect such secret love and heartbreak.

After dinner, everyone gathered around playing cards and playing cards until late at night and got drunk again.

Tang Yixiao took the quilt and covered them. When passing by the sofa, he looked deeply at Xu Zihang, whose face was flushed and drunk, and leaned down in a strange way, and gently pressed his lips on the corner of his mouth.

After she reacted, she seemed to be frightened by her own actions, stood up instantly, looked left and right, made sure no one noticed, and then hurried away with a blushing face.

It just so happened that Song Ye was practicing supernatural abilities in the room, and her forehand was against the wall to expand the range of perception. With the gradual improvement of her physical fitness, her strength became stronger and stronger, and the range of perception through the wall was gradually expanding. The corners around the house can be probed little by little.

Therefore, Tang Yixiao steals the scene of Xu Zihang doing bad things, which happened to be seen by her.

At this time, Song Ye, whose emotional arc was so long that it circled the earth, finally reacted.

Oh, it turns out that Tang Yixiao fell in love with Xu Zihang.

Like... This term is very unfamiliar to her, but the girl's tenderness and tenderness at that moment are very beautiful.

Clicking, the slight sound of the door opening drew her attention back. Song Ye sat on the bed and did not move, but the detection range had already circled to the room behind him.

The person who opened the door was Yuan Song on the opposite side. The direction he came out was not to go to the toilet, but to the room diagonally opposite to Yun Hua. He gently twisted the door handle and found that it was locked. He took it out from his pocket. A card, carefully fiddled against the gap of the door, the moment the door opened, he quickly ducked in, and then locked the door back.

The light in the room was dim and vague, and a vague figure could be seen on the bed. Yuan Song didn't say hello, leaned over and leaned over. Yan Yan firmly kissed Yun Hua, who was awakened and screamed. , After seeing who was coming, tears fell from his eyes with a swipe.

"Don't cry, Yunhua, if you cry, it means you love me." Yuan Song moved his hands up and down under the quilt. He was obviously familiar with Yunhua's body. The crystal teardrops on the eyelashes were always hanging and could not be erased.

It was the hardest to bear the tears of beauty, Yuan Song, a prostitute in love, was finally defeated, he sighed, hugging the person under him and murmuring, "Okay, I admit it, I won't force you anymore, I'll keep it. With you, okay?" What kind of relationship status, like and love, he doesn't want to force her any more, even if the hard shell in her heart can't be erased in this life, he can only recognize it.

After the woman in her arms heard this sentence, the silent tears finally turned into a downpour of humming. Inside, "I love you..."