Chapter 1701
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Everyone's palm prints were unique. He remembered her entire person, including the appearance of her palm prints.
He must have stayed in the mountains for a long time, for his chin had grown some beard. When Jiang Yao touched his chin, her palm was pricked by his beard. This subconscious movement was sensed by the man who was pressing down on her. He pushed her hand back unhappily and let her hand continue to touch his face.
"Who painted your face? It's so ugly. Tell me the number, and I'll kill him. " After Lu Xingzhi asked, he raised his hand to wipe Jiang Yao's face. However, it was obvious that this special paint couldn't be wiped off so easily.
Lu Xingzhi clicked his tongue. His fair, fairy-like wife had been painted into a ghost by the red team.
"You're about the same. We're about the same. Let's not despise each other." Jiang Yao giggled. Then she retracted her hand and looked at it carefully.
If she hadn't participated in the drill this time, if she hadn't jumped out of the window and escaped, if the person chasing her hadn't been Lu Xingzhi, she probably wouldn't have known in her life that Lu Xingzhi could remember her so well.
He could recognize her at a glance just by remembering the lines on her palms.
This man hid deep feelings in his heart, but he never bothered to say it.
When he said that he recognized every part of her body, Jiang Yao believed him.
"Ha." Lu Xingzhi's laughter didn't come from his throat. Instead, it came from his lungs. It was a muffled laugh, but there was a hint of sweetness in it.
The wind in the mountains was accompanied by a few wisps of unknown floral fragrance. His ears were filled with the never-ending sound of cicadas flapping their wings.
There was also her shallow breathing.
He thought back to when he saw a pair of small, fair hands slowly raised from behind the grass. The grass wasn't very bright, so when he saw the hands, he guessed that the person was raising her hands to surrender. However, he still took two steps forward.
Later, perhaps the wind blew the leaves above her head, and the moonlight shone unobstructed on her raised palm.
At that moment, the lines on her palm were like a painting being displayed in front of his eyes.
That familiar pattern, a few clean lines, suddenly appeared.
Lu Xingzhi remembered hearing the old people in town say that people with clean palm lines and no forks would have a good life.
The first time he held her hand and saw the lines on her palm, he thought that his Lu Xingzhi's girl would naturally be a girl with a good life because he could give her all the love and care he could give her.
After that one observation, the appearance of her hands was engraved in his mind.
Lu Xingzhi was thinking that if he had known that his little wife was in the Red Team's medical team on the first day of the exercise, he probably would have barged into the Red Team's logistics department on the first day.
He only had one goal, and that was to snatch his wife home.
He didn't know who had arranged the list of doctors on both sides, but Jiang Yao's existence really made him feel both hatred and joy.
Lu Xingzhi carefully thought back to the description of the Red Team's doctor by the two scouts on the first day of the exercise.
She was about 1.65 meters tall with a ponytail. When she smiled, there were two pits on her face. When she smiled, people couldn't help but want to …
Lu Xingzhi's memories came to an abrupt end. A thought popped into his mind. It looked like he had to teach those bastards a lesson when he got back.
Lu Xingzhi's wife still dared to want to hug her?
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