MTL - My Vegetative Partner Opened His Eyes in Anger After I Ran Away-Chapter 7 Follow me, I will protect you for the rest of my life.
Tang Yi looked at Zong He’s leg, pumping his mouth and pumping it, went straight to Zonghe’s side, took a chair, sat next to Zonghe, seriously The road: "Let's talk."
Zong He smashed his eyebrows, dissatisfied, and usually saw his animal shape so loved and spoiled, hate not to stick to tears, seeing the human form is so cold, forcing him to become the original version of the original?
Don Juan urged, "Marshal, I listen, what do you say, though."
Tang Zhen is very serious. He wants to measure whether Zong He said these things, can he survive, and this is a matter of divorce.
At this time, Zonghe stood up and pulled the stool under the **** to Tang Yan, and the two chairs were tied together. Tang Yan felt the pressure suddenly increased. Zong He's broad shoulders blocked the light, leaving a shadow, just falling on him. Tang Yan subconsciously shrank back and leaned forward, guarding the person in front of him, his hand had caught the back of the chair behind the waist. The whole body is tense.
Zong He was amused. "I want to plot against you. Can you still use violence to resist?"
Tang Yan's loose chair, his hand in his pocket, seems to be really impossible. First of all, he beat Zonghe, and secondly they are legal husbands. He has the obligation to fulfill his duties. This law is to urge people to breed, and the youngest children of this era are the most precious.
It is said that this era can be created by science and technology. He and Zonghe’s genetic matching rate is very high, and they can cultivate a good next generation, and they will be matched together. Da Zhuang is related to Zong He, then he and Zong He Children, can they grow up like big and so cute? Thinking of this, Tang Yan shook his head and thought about it? You can't have children together because you look good!
Zong He saw that he was shaking his head and still knew his identity. This is the way: "My father died early, I am Lin Bo."
Don Juan nodded, knowing from the attitude of Zong He to Lin Bo, not like a servant, more like an elder. When he first came, he didn’t have the money. He wanted to prepare the live broadcast materials and couldn’t afford the money. He wanted to make a white strip on the star network. Online shopping here is very user-friendly. If you are in a tight position, you can purchase without a mortgage. You will not receive interest within one month. After one month, the store will charge 1% interest. The shopping network is not afraid of the buyer running. After all, the identity id is there. If you owe a certain amount but don’t repay it, you will be prohibited from shopping in the future. This year, there have been no supermarkets. Shopping is all on the Internet. Prohibiting shopping is tantamount to breaking the road. No one dares to owe money.
When Lin Bo knew it, he said, "Mrs. Marshal, buy something to play with white strips, can't tell people to be jokes. I have money here. It's my private money. I don't need it. You should use it first. After the marshal woke up. Let him give you a pocket money every month."
Tang Zhen’s heart was hot, but he didn’t want to accept it. Lin Bo’s white hair was full of pleats. When he saw his age, he was not too small. He let him borrow the money of the old man and his conscience could not pass. Lin Bo couldn't help but say that he had already started to transfer money to him. He said: "It doesn't matter. This is the pocket money that the marshal gave me before. The expenses of the family are paid by the empire to the marshal, and I don't need me. I will give you one first. Millions, you spend first, not enough for me."
Don Juan wanted to say something, a mouth, and did not say anything, it was smashed back by this million, listen to Lin Bo that meaning, this is a small amount of money, he has more. If the ordinary housekeeper, how can the marshal be treated like this? It is a posture of old-age care.
Zong He pulled up Tang Yan’s hand and continued: “My mother is a close aunt.”
Tang Yan’s big eyes were a little embarrassed by this news. He was forgotten to withdraw when he was pulled. This is a bit of a big deal. Doesn’t that, Zong He is the young cousin of today’s emperor, the small watch of His Royal Highness today? uncle?
Zong He continued, "I have a bad relationship with her. This time she may have to take the opportunity to find something."
Tang Yan’s heart was tight and serious: “Marshal, divorce, I think we can talk about it again.”
Zong He sinks his face, "Listen to me!"
Tang Yan began to scream, and was murdered. "That, let's talk about divorce later. Your situation is beyond my expectations. I have to go."
Zong Heqi’s bombing, this human being who is not afraid of death, what he hates most is that when he speaks, someone interrupts. The military, obeying the order is a vocation, as long as the order is forbidden, it is not allowed to refute. Look at this small face of Tang Yan, the grievances of the eyes, the slightly raised mouth, all fragile can not hold him a slap, the temper of the Marshal’s grown-up filter with his own filter has suddenly broken. He looks good, he is willful, he should.
Zonghe is patient and subordinate: "I mean, I will take care of her, tell you to go, you don't have to go, come home and don't open the door for her. How can she toss how to toss, you don't know her."
Don Juan’s eyes wide open, is this OK?
"You... is it a mother?"
Zong He sneered, "It is better to adopt."
Tang Zhen was silent, looking at Zong He's sneer, and inexplicably felt that the marshal of this wind and light also had a place that was not good. In the battlefield, it was not easy to fight with the mother. Tang Yan sighed. "Well, I know, I don't care about her, what about divorce?"
Zonghe raised his eyebrows and asked: "Are you sure to divorce me without finding his identity?"
Tang Yan coughed, innocent said: "You should get used to when I want to divorce, just say it."
Zong He's face is even more ugly. What do you mean by getting used to divorce? !
Tang Zhen stood up, only to find that his hand was still in the other hand's hand, and withdrew and withdrew, and did not withdraw it. Zong He caught it more tightly. Zong He’s palm is not like him. The man who holds the gun all the year will always leave a scorpion. The slightly pointed index finger is on the back of the hand. It is slightly itchy. Don’t look at it, and I’m still admiring Zong’s. So young in the military to spell out such a position, how much blood, how much sweat, how many times live and die, should only be clear to himself.
Looking at the other's stubborn eyes, Tang Yan inexplicably thought of the temperament of the big temper, can not get what he wants, Da Zhuang is so watching him. Thinking of this, Tang Xiao smiled. "I will go to the bath first. You can sleep quickly. It is better to sleep more and more." Tang Yan took the back of Zong He's hand, and the tone was like a child with a noisy temper. "I will be there for a while." come back."
Zong He’s twilight flashed slightly, and then he let go of his hand. Tang Yan looked at his fingertips and picked his mouth slightly. The original Marshal’s adult was soft and not hard.
After Tang Yan was finished, put on his pajamas and Zong He was still reading the report. Tang Yan quickly climbed into the bed, rolled into the innermost side, closed his eyes and went to sleep!
After staying with the cat for a long time, Tang Yan felt that he would soon become a cat. He could sleep with him a pillow. He could sleep for ten hours a day. If he had no power, he also suspected that his mental strength had been hurt.
At this time, Zonghe stood up and saw that Tang Yan was going to sleep, and turned off the lights. With his excellent night vision ability, he went straight to the bathroom. After a while, he came back in a nightgown and fell to Tang Yan’s side to see him. Like a sleepy look, he poked Don Juan’s shoulder. "I know you are still asleep."
Tang Yan rolled his eyes. When he was a pig, he could fall asleep in three or five minutes? Who takes a bath for only three minutes? The speed of the soldiers is really... terrible!
The person in the ear is very concerned about asking: "You played a big **** today."
"Ha?" Tang Yan turned over and faced Zong He. Anyway, it was dark. He couldn't see the other person's expression and he was comfortable. "He is not obedient, this little nephew has complained?"
Zonghe reached out and gently licked a piece on Don Juan's ass.
Tang Yan was like a frightened rabbit and went out to go far away. His head almost hit the wall. Zonghe took him very well and took him to his arms. He laughed and comforted: "Don’t be afraid, I am Report a hatred."
Tang Wei: "..."
are you crazy! Deliberately, the cliff is deliberate! !
After a few days of getting along, Tang Hao has already confirmed that the marshal adult has been cut black, natural black, he may not know his own black, this kind of person is the most difficult to cope!
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The next morning, a military warship quietly parked in the sanatorium, and a team of cold-suppressed troops put all the things on the battleship. After Tang Hao got up and stood by the window, the people outside were busy, his expression was calm, and his heart was still a little sudden. When he returned to the emperor with Zong He, it was equivalent to acknowledging the identity of the Marshal's wife in the eyes of the people. Later, he could not go away.
Zonghe has already changed his uniform, and he has not returned to the emperor for three years. This time he returned, he is still the undefeated myth of the empire, the pillar of the empire, and the protection of the imperial people. An arrogant, he is not allowed to wear a plainclothes on a warship. He is wearing the military uniform and standing out of the emperor, and now he has to stand back.
When Tang Hao heard the footsteps, he saw the man who came to him. The tall and straight figure was lined up by this military uniform. The shoulders were wide and thin, and the spine was straight, as if there were any difficulties. A pair of long legs stepped on a pair of military boots wrapped around the calf. Every step, the dull footsteps showed calmness and perseverance. Seeing the other real eyes of the other party, Tang Hao did not know why, inexplicably a little nervous.
Then, he saw the other person walked in front of himself and stepped forward to him. His hand was out, his voice was not high, but he screamed: "Go with me, I will protect you for the rest of my life."
Tang Hao looked at the hand with ecstasy, pinched his fist, and the ghost let the hand of the gods stick out, and the other party held it tightly. Tang Yan took a deep breath, and now, gambling!
