<Only I understand his tendernessChapter 31
At that time, Lu Zhuo Feng did not expect that Ming Zhu would take the initiative to kiss him.The two of them kissed in the dark.
The little girl's hands kept touching his waist and abdomen, and she didn't know what she was touching.
Abdominal muscles?
She thought she was calm, but how could he not feel it?
Every time he thinks about it later, he always feel that she was quite courageous.
She looks gentle and demure on the outside, but soft and passionate in her bones.
Miss her.
He misses her smile, the way she swung her cheongsam in front of him, and her blushing face when she said the dowry was embroidered for him.
Lu Zhuo Feng was smoking a cigarette dully.
Han Jing was talking about his relationship above his head, but he didn't listen carefully.
His mind was filled with memories.
In addition to missing her, he just missed her.
His mouth went dry thinking about it, the tip of his throat rolled slightly, and he didn't even notice the smoke was burning, as if he had lost my soul.
Han Jing kicked him and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Hey, I was talking to you, and I didn't say anything for a long time."
The cigarette flickered from his hand and fell to the ground.
Lu Zhuo Feng finally came to his senses and felt his nose was hot.
He looked down at the ground and saw a few drops of blood falling down.
He was stunned for a moment, touched his nose and saw blood on his hand, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
Han Jing kicked him: "Who are you scolding?"
He looked down and saw a smear of blood on his hand, "Fuck! What did you do?"
Lu Zhuo Feng frowned, a little helpless, and he didn't know what he was doing.
Just stood up, ready to wash up.
Zhang Wu Lin hurried over, and when he saw him like this, he even forgot what to say, "Team Lu, Captain, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Zhuo Feng wiped his face casually, glanced at him expressionlessly, and said lukewarmly: "I'm angry."
Zhang Wu Lin: "..."
Han Jing lowered his head and smiled.
Zhang Wu Lin asked: "Then, do you want to call the military doctor to take a look?"
Lu Zhuo Feng was too lazy to pay attention to them, turned around to wash his face, poured a few handfuls of water on his face, it was cold, the nosebleed stopped flowing, and he was awake.
Back at the door of the dormitory, Zhang Wu Lin had been sent away by Han Jing.
Han Jing saw that there were still a few drops of blood on his collar and couldn't help laughing: "Getting angry? Really or not? I see how you look like this. It’s like a desire that’s not satisfied.”
Lu Zhuo Feng quickly took off his dirty clothes and changed them.
Han Jing shook his head, "Really, every time we talk about women, you are more boring than me. But in life, there is always something to miss. Let me try it with that girl first. If I file a marriage report later, don't envy me."
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Only I Understand His Tenderness
RomansaWhen Ming Zhu was 18 years old, she found a man she wanted to marry, so she imitated her grandmother and embroidered a dowry for herself. When she was 25 years old, she put her dowry on Taobao. Due to her poor skills, the piece of Su embroidery cou...