"Because Xu Le is dead, I have to be stronger than that princess."
"On the battlefield, who knows if you can live past tomorrow? What is there to be dissatisfied with if you can live to 70 years old? Do you want to be like those old lecherous generals in the General Hospital who have no teeth and can only drink porridge and desperately hold on to a nurse's hand to survive? Disgusting. "
"So don't ask if it's worth it, because it's definitely worth it. Very good."
The above words were with Madman Li's unique simple and direct violent logic. It was sonorous and powerful, and when it fell on the ground full of yellow leaves, it could smash the withered leaves into pieces.
Suddenly, he smiled shyly, gently patted Zou Yu's shoulder, and said, "I'm going back to Feicheng City tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow to the army. Tonight … do you want to have dinner together?"
Zou Yu rubbed her painful shoulder, frowned and looked at him, and said, "Of course, dinner is not a problem, but don't expect anything else."
The autumn wind blew, and the yellow leaves moved. There was a long silence outside the small building. Li Feng clenched his fist, and asked with a bitterness that was impossible when he was young, "Why? He has been dead for a year. "
Zou Yu didn't explain anything, and just smiled. Then she stood on tiptoe, raised her arm, and gently patted Li Feng's shoulder. This action was very gentle, so gentle that the little red flower on her temples didn't tremble, but Li Feng felt that her hand was stronger than his own.
In the military vehicle that had been waiting on the other side of the yellow leaves, Shi Qinghai looked at this scene and faintly blinked his beautiful eyes. The little boy next to him rolled his eyes, wondering why this annoying guy often came to see him.
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The top floor of the most luxurious Wen Hua Hotel in Hong Kong was designed as a revolving restaurant. This decent enough place naturally became the best choice for rich people to socialize. At the same time, many well-off families would hold very important matchmaking activities in this restaurant.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Shang Qiu's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyebrows were slightly sweaty. She hurriedly walked to the table next to the window and politely apologized to the mother and son sitting across the table. Because the engineering department was doing the final assembly verification of the MXT turbocharger design, she was much later than the agreed time. She directly returned to the city from the industrial park and didn't even have time to change into the more lady-like dress that she prepared in advance.
Four seasons had quietly passed, but this beautiful and intelligent female engineer still looked the same as before. Perhaps it was because her life and way of thinking were quite simple and pure, time did not leave any traces on this beautiful face. Especially today, she was wearing a somewhat loose short-sleeved shirt and carelessly matched dark blue overalls, and the eye-catching oil stains on them made her look like a female apprentice who had just entered the repair shop. She was very cute.
The man in his twenties sitting across the table clearly thought so. A look of surprise flashed across his slightly wooden face. His gaze swept past Shang Qiu's proud chest and was immediately shocked to the point of lowering his head awkwardly. He probably never thought that one of the most famous engineers in the Federation would actually have such a good looking appearance.
But for the lady next to the man, she had booked the entire revolving restaurant and suppressed her temper while waiting for so long, only to see her blind date wearing such clothes. Obviously, she felt disrespected, so before Shang Qiu could explain anything, the lady began to speak in a cold and mocking tone.
If it wasn't for the fact that this blind date was arranged by Mr. President Nutshell, who couldn't be offended, perhaps this lady would have already left.
Shang Qiu quietly listened to the sarcastic words of the lady sitting across the table, but her heart was very calm. For her, a blind date was somewhat inexplicable. It was so inexplicable that her ears seemed to be blocked by a lot of silencers. For her, her biggest regret now was facing delicious food and tempting red wine. She had been thirsty all night and had to control her urge to eat in order to maintain her image.
She had to give face to Mr. CEO. Shang Qiu sat in the chair tiredly and looked at the lady sitting across the table. Her lips kept moving, but the phone call from Mr. CEO a few days ago echoed in her ears. Yes, that guy is dead, but life has to go on.
Just as the situation became more and more awkward, and Shang Qiu might pounce on the food in the next moment and the lady screamed and started to fight, the young man who had been silent all this time finally spoke. He asked his mother to give the two of them some time alone.
The lady did not expect that her son, who had never disobeyed her in his life, would show a tough side for the first time at this moment. After a while, her face turned pale and she angrily walked out of the restaurant with her expensive bag.
This unforeseen event made Shang Qiu's clean eyes flash with a trace of surprise. She looked at the uneasy and even a little shy guy in front of her and thought that the so-called young talent introduced by Mr. CEO didn't seem to have a bad character.
"I'm on a blind date because of the company's request."
Shang Qiu relaxed, her tired shoulders drooped, and leaned back in the chair, showing the curves of her body more obvious.
For Shang Qiu, the chief technical director, who was likely to become an independent technical director in the future, the board of directors and the logistics department of Nutshell Company paid enough attention and care to her. And Mr. CEO, who vaguely guessed the little relationship between her and Xu Le, spared no effort to promote Shang Qiu's marriage plan.
"I understand." The young man across the table said in a trembling voice, "But … I really want to ask you to try dating me."
Shang Qiu obviously didn't have the self-awareness of a child's face and a sexy body. She looked at him curiously, scratched her head like a boy, and suddenly said, "No dating, I only want to get married."
"Okay." The young man's answer was very firm.
"I have to remind you that I'm not very interested in sex. If I get married, I won't take on the duties of a wife."
Shang Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking out of the window at the autumn wind passing through the streets of Harbor City. Suddenly, she thought of the winter snow on the distant West Woods planet and the warm, erotic, but timid big hands.
The young man looked at her puzzledly, and asked a little numbly and uneasily, "Please forgive my rudeness, but if that's the case, why do you want to get married?"
"You know, I'm working in the Nutshell Engineering Department. Facing machines and those nerds who are more feminine than women every day, it's really a little boring. Moreover, in the next year, there probably won't be any challenging work, so my time will be more leisurely." Shang Qiu explained seriously, "So I want to have a child."
Her blind date obviously couldn't immediately adapt to Shang Qiu's logic. He scratched his head for a long time and asked, "You also want to have a child?"
"Nonsense, whether it's from a physical or psychological point of view, I'm a woman."
The young man secretly glanced at her round and perky breasts with a hint of guilt, thinking that anyone could see them. Suddenly, he thought of a problem, and grinned happily, revealing his white teeth, and said, "If you want to have a child, you have to have sex, at least … once."
Shang Qiu suddenly felt that her eyes were a little dazzled by the sincere and happy smile of the man across the table and his white teeth. She subconsciously replied, "I'm going to use a test tube."
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Late at night, Parliament Hill was quiet. Only the office on the first floor by the garden was still lit. The light in the night was weak but firm, as if it would stay on forever.
At this time, the distinguished members of parliament were attending a banquet at the Flowing Wind Slope Club. Tonight's banquet was held to celebrate the great victory on Planet Huang 'e. 23 days after the Iron Seventh Division and the New Seventeenth Division forcefully landed on the main administrative planet of the Huang' e Galaxy, the Federal forces finally succeeded in eliminating all of the Empire's main forces on this administrative planet and gained full control.
As an official of Green Dragon Mountain stationed in the capital, Zhang Xiaomeng naturally received an invitation, but she didn't go. Instead, she stayed in her office and dealt with the seemingly endless work.
Following the start of the war on the Empire's mainland, the role of the anti-government forces of Green Dragon Mountain gradually faded. Although President Pabre very respectfully continued to implement the reconciliation agreement of the past, the feeling of being gradually swallowed up by silence or forgotten by the people made the committee on S2 very uneasy. She, who had already taken over the Four Departments, naturally had to put in more effort and time to appease the uneasiness of the committee members.
Hai Qingzhou silently stood under the stone steps of Parliament Hill, looking at the brightly lit office like a statue. Bitterness filled his mouth.
Ever since he was in Ewha University, he had been bitterly pursuing this naked girl. After so many years, his father had successfully become a member of the Federation and entered the building in front of him, but he still couldn't find a way to enter the girl's heart.
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On both sides of the dusty street were buildings riddled with holes. From time to time, chunks of cement would fall and hit the top of the charred cars, making a muffled bang. Muffled sounds of gunfire could be heard from afar. The strangely shaped red moon above seemed to have been dyed red by the blood of the past few days.
This was a street in the southern district of Fagar City, the administrative main planet of the Huang 'e Galaxy. After the huge explosion from the last military base of the Empire two days ago, there was no longer any organized resistance on this planet at the edge of the Empire. The angry, sorrowful, and frightened Empire citizens trembled and curled up in their own homes. Occasionally, a brave boy would risk the danger of being shot and spit a few times at the Federation forces on the street.
Seven tall black MX mechas slowly walked on both sides of the street, their cold shadows covering the end of the street. The rumbling heavy multi-axle transport vehicles cautiously moved in the shadows.
Bai Yulan, covered in dust, sat in an armored vehicle, holding an H model long sniper rifle in her arms, looking ahead with an expressionless face.
At this time, a tattered civilian Empire vehicle turned the corner and suddenly discovered their mixed Federation mecha squad. The Empire driver, who was trying to escape out of the city, couldn't hold the steering wheel properly due to nervousness and fear, driving in this direction crookedly.
Seeing this scene, Bai Yulan subconsciously used her finger to lightly flick in front of her forehead, but she touched nothing. Only then did she remember that when Group 7 was performing the Moon Sacrifice for that guy, she didn't know what went wrong and cut off all the hair floating in front of her forehead.
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