1252: In this life, please take good care of [31]

In this life, please take good care of [31]

Little White wanted to cry, but no tears came out.”... He was a little fierce...”1

She emphasized that he was a little fierce because she was afraid that he would get angry. She would have to bear the consequences herself.

Was it easy for her..

Also, Major, where did you hit your hand just now?

That place... was not something that could be casually touched. Men and women could not be intimate with each other..

Unfortunately, she did not have the courage to say these words.

Having lived under the pressure of the major for more than 20 years, she had already formed a conditioned reflex in her bones. In front of the major, she was subconsciously afraid.

The major reached out and pinched her fleshy earlobe. He seemed to have thought of something and laughed softly. His voice was deep and seductive. “I heard that girls with fleshy earlobes are very lucky.”

Little White did not understand and could only agree. “Is that so? I think I’ve heard of it too...”

The major was right. Whatever the major said was true!

“Seeing that you’re so lucky, I’ll try not to scold you in the future.”

Ah?

Little White was still in a daze. She raised her head and asked in a daze, “Major, what did you say just now?”

The major narrowed his long and narrow eyes dangerously. “I said, I’ll try not to be fierce to you in the future. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes, I understand!”Little White was so moved that she wanted to cry. It had been more than twenty years. Did the major finally remember that he had always been fierce to her?

Did he really decide not to be fierce to her in the future?

That was really... great!

“So, what do you think now?”The major released her with great interest. He held her shoulders and sized up her expression.

Little White did not hold back as she curled up the corners of her lips and let out a sweet smile. “Very happy! Very happy! Also very grateful...”

Grateful?

The Young Marshal:”...”

When it came to gratitude, why did he have the feeling that he had been bullying her for the past twenty years?

Now that he was not scolding her, she actually felt grateful. That was enough!

“Since you’re happy, then come over and give me a kiss.”

Xiaobai widened his eyes.”...”

Why did he kiss the young marshal when he was happy?

Why..

“Were you lying to me just now?”The young Marshal’s face turned cold, and an imposing aura immediately appeared on his face.

Xiaobai immediately pounced on him, hugged his neck, and raised his head to kiss him.

After a quick kiss, they immediately separated. Then, he wrung his fingers helplessly and lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

The young commander touched his lips and was in a good mood.

“Yun Xiaobai, since you kissed me, you have to be responsible.”

“What?”Xiaobai thought he did not hear clearly and looked at him blankly.

The young commander was furious. “I said, if you kissed me, I have to be responsible! Do you still want to deny it?”

“I. . . Didn’t...”she stammered. “Just now, didn’t you ask me to kiss you, Young Commander? and... and you kissed me before...”

“So, I’m also responsible for you,”the handsome said firmly. “We’re both responsible for each other. This is the best solution.”

Xiaobai wanted to say something, but saw a servant come over with fruit juice. She quickly dived into the water and swam a few meters away..

The Handsome:”...”

Yun Xiaobai, you’re courting death!

..

The next night, just as Xiaobai was about to get off work, he received an internal call. “Xiaobai, come with me later.”

“Okay, Uncle Rong.”

When they reached the basement and got into the car with Young Master Rong, Xiao Bai asked, “Uncle Rong, do you have an event tonight?”

“Political Commissar song is here. We’re going to have dinner together. We’ll pick up your aunt Anning first and then go to the hotel later.”

Xiao Bai lowered his eyes. So it was political commissar song. Then... Miss Song, who had pursued the young commander for three years, should also be here, right?

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