The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

"You can ask Yang Heng, he understands." Ye Jian yawned, with tears in the corners of his eyes, "I'm sleepy, I have to go back to my room to sleep, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

The meaning was simple, if Ye Jian really wanted to compete with Yao Jing for Yang Heng, Yao Jing would have no chance of winning with such a strong opponent.

If it wasn't because of Yang Heng, then Yao Jing was a strong enemy in Ye Jian's life, and there was no such easy enemy to defeat.

Wang Jin pointed to the wall watch hanging on the bar, and joked: "You can tell that you are a good student. You never stay up late. It's not until twelve o'clock."

"I also stayed up late, but I have something to do tomorrow and I need to get up early, so have fun and see you later." Let's go to Team Xia early tomorrow. Since he didn't reject his love letter, he should take the initiative once in a while.

I don't know how long he will be able to stay in the southern province, and I feel very sorry for making him run around all the time.

If Commander-in-Chief Xia knows,... well, she is not afraid that Xia Jinyuan will say that she has no conscience, but she is afraid that Commander-in-Chief Xia will say that she is torturing his son.

Behind him, a boy put his arm around Wang Jin's shoulder and said with a smile, "I'm not a good student, can I get such a good grade in the exam? Why did Ye Jian ask you if your arm is okay? What? Something happened?"

Wang Jin shook his right arm, which was fine for a long time, and said with a smile: "It's twisted, it's fine, it's fine for a long time, walk around, sing and sing."

There was a lot of commotion and laughter behind her. Ye Jian, who had a slight smile on her lips, closed the sound-proof door and left briskly.

The night was getting darker, and there were few cars outside the hotel after eleven o'clock, and Yao Jing screamed like crazy in the car, kicking her feet and pounding her fists, the little princess crown on her head was gone. She didn't know where it fell, and she was venting the grievance and anger in her heart with disheveled hair, like a madman.

"Let her cry for a while, don't disturb her." Deputy Director Yao, who was driving, drove steadily, signaling his wife to sit properly and not disturb her daughter's venting.

A black car was speeding past on the opposite road, and the middle-aged man sitting in the car kept urging the driver, "Damn, hurry up, hurry up! Run the red light for me! Run over!"

"Lao Luo, if my son has something to do, I'll never end with you, I'll never end with you!" There was also a plump middle-aged woman streaming with snot and tears, and a pile of tissues were scattered in the car.

Boss Luo, who had a face full of flesh, glared at his wife fiercely, and said in a bad voice: "I'm used to it, I know I'm used to it, now it's good! I'm used to something that I don't know how to do! Who, the person your brother is afraid of, I am even more afraid of my mother!"

"If you mess with Mr. Hou, not only do you have to count on whether there will be any accidents with your son, but you also have to count on whether there will be accidents with me?"

Boss Luo's wife choked and slumped in the car, wiping away her tears, not even daring to cry too loudly at the moment.

Who doesn't know about Hou Sanye, the elder brother used to hang out with Hou Sanye back then, and then he made a mistake and was kicked out. He still lives in his hometown and dare not come out. It's just that Hou Sanye warned him to stay in his hometown. One life to live.

"What to do, what to do, husband, my brother said that if we wait for the third master, our son will probably have no way out. What should we do, how can grandma accept it. "

"Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry!" The cursing Boss Luo took out a big cigar, and with a square ruby ​​gold ring, he lit the cigarette, puffed hard, and said in a dull voice: "Really!" If there is no way out, you have to admit it, you have to fucking admit it!"

If you provoke students in school, as long as you don't fight in school, the teacher can't control so much. At worst, he will pay more money to the school to keep his son's student status.