film world traveler

Wang Jiazhi stared at the broken windows upstairs with wide eyes. At such a high distance, there were still glass shards on the ground. Looking at him with a slightly proud face, he raised his little fist but was reluctant to hammer it over.

She got into his arms and said softly: "Don't do such stupid things for me next time."

The lilac-like body fragrance of women is astounding to the nostrils. Women from southern countries are inherently gentle and affectionate. Wang Jiazhi has been in Shanghai for nearly half a year, and her nasal voice is also laced with Shanghai's unique Nong dialect, which is crisp and exquisite.

"If you call me, I will definitely agree, but don't you have nothing to express?" Chen Jun said with a measured tone.

"I want you to learn how to speak like me."

Wang Jiazhi punched her unceremoniously, but Chen Jun grabbed her hand. Seeing the affection in his eyes, she turned around and said, "Don't let go of me yet."

Chen Jun ignored her and held her hand tightly.

"Okay, you succeeded."

With a gentle kiss, it was like a clear drop of rain from the sky hitting his face, instantly igniting the fire in his heart.

Her beauty is like pure lilac wrapped in a luxurious purple cheongsam.

Viewed from a distance, Qi's voluptuous appearance is stunning, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves, but in her heart she is still the childish and charming little white flower with raised eyebrows and a stubborn air, and she curls up the corners of her mouth very lightly when she is happy.

This contrasting beauty was so profound that it made him forget his worries and expectations in his mind, as if he had entered a safe haven.

Wang Jiazhi smiled shyly and said: "What's wrong with you? Are you stunned?"

"It's nothing, I miss you." Chen Jun smiled softly.

Wang Jiazhi smiled sweetly. The two of them had just hugged each other when suddenly the alarm bell sounded in the distance. It turned out that it was the people from the patrol house in the concession who came to put out the fire and search for it.

Chen Jun took Wang Jiazhi and left quickly, and saw Yao Fan retreating.

Seeing that the two of them were intact, he couldn't contain his excitement. When he returned to Xiang Chusong's house, Chen Jun first asked Wang Jiazhi to wait outside while he talked to him alone.

"Brother Kuang, you successfully killed Yi Mocheng." Xiang Chusong's face was shocked, but he quickly calmed down: "Now that he is dead, what are your plans?"

"I heard that you also killed a Japanese high-level official. I guess they will specially send the special high school class to investigate the whole incident. Please be careful in the near future."

Chen Jun nodded: "I will pay attention to Yi Mocheng's death. As for my plan, I will leave Shanghai."

"Where are you going?" Xiang Chusong asked in surprise.

"Xiangjiang, it turns out that's where I come from, and I'm relatively familiar with it." Chen Jun said slowly: "Furthermore, the raw materials for domestic pharmaceuticals are currently controlled by the great powers. There is a mixture of good and bad people there, and it can be used as a hub for the movement of materials. For domestic

It’s a very valuable place.”

Xiang Chusong understood that it was difficult to retain Chen Jun, a pharmaceutical genius, and with Xiangjiang's current status, it was easy to break through the blockade of domestic raw materials by the great powers, which was of strategic significance.

The two discussed the details, but they only set the general direction. With such a big event happening in Shanghai, the whole city must be under martial law. It would be difficult to go out during this period, so they still had a lot of time to discuss.

"Let's go!"

Holding Wang Jiazhi's hand, the two quietly returned to their apartment. Opening the door, he took off his formal jacket and was about to hang up his clothes, but Wang Jiazhi had already taken it in a tacit understanding, and tidied up the corners with a slight smile.

After cleaning up, Wang Jiazhi ran to the kitchen and fetched hot water from the basin: "Wash your face, it's all dirty."

"Is it dirty? You don't feel dirty when you kiss me?"

"Bah, you can't force me."

"Really? You will stay with me that night."

A blush flashed across Wang Jiazhi's face: "Who wants you to sleep with me?" The soft voice became smaller and smaller, until it turned around and left.

"Don't run. Why are you walking? I'll help you wash your face."

"I don't want it. I have to take off my makeup. Don't come here... don't come here. You've ruined your makeup."

Fighting, pushing and shoving, the fun in the boudoir suddenly turned from coquettish to quiet, the dim lights flickered, the two people's warm breaths touched each other's faces, and each other could hear each other at this moment

Bang bang heartbeat.

Click~

A gorgeous cheongsam was torn open like silk.

"You bought this for me, don't tear it apart."

"Buy another one tomorrow!"

The old incandescent lamp emits warm light, which may flicker again and again due to wiring problems, but it still cannot stop the flame-like enthusiasm.

In the early morning, the mist is thick, mixed with the smoke from every household.

Chen Jun got up refreshed, got dressed, and found Wang Jiazhi wearing fresh and simple clothes, standing by the stove, lighting the charcoal.

"Go and change the light bulb in the room, I'm here." Wang Jiazhi ran to the vegetable market in the morning and bought pork belly and fresh vegetables, and now she finished making dumplings with her hands and feet quickly.

"All right."

By the time Chen Jun repaired the circuit light bulb, she had already served a steaming plate of large, delicious and juicy dumplings, dipped in a dish of vinegar and sweet freshly ground soy milk, finishing the breakfast quickly.

"Have you eaten yet?" Chen Jun finished eating first and put away the dishes. "We will go shopping later and help you pick out some good clothes. Do you want it?"

"If you don't say anything, I will treat you as if you don't want me anymore."

"Who said I don't want it anymore." Wang Jiazhi swallowed the dumplings in her mouth, and Fenxia's ears burned: "Whoever said I didn't want it, it's all your fault last night, who told you to be so arrogant."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. I offended my little lady. So, have you finished eating?"

Listening to the funny language, Wang Jiazhi felt as if she was eating honey. She snorted and took the dishes: "If you can't wash well, sweep the floor."

After finishing the housework, the two of them dressed up a little, and then Chen Jun took Jiazhi out of the house. At this time, the weather turned cooler, and late autumn had arrived. The mist had just risen and was dispersed by the sun. When they came to the street, there were fashionable girls on the roadside.

The middle-aged man with exquisite makeup and expressionless face is wearing a formal suit and a scarf.

Chen Jun is dressed similarly to the pedestrians on the street. He is wearing an inconspicuous gray dress, a scarf bought by Wang Jiazhi around his neck, and specially put on glasses. He is polite and polite, like a teacher or a well-educated businessman. If you don't look carefully,

His appearance completely dazzled everyone.

Wang Jiazhi is no longer wearing a cheongsam. She is very simple. She wears a beige jacket and skirt with low heels. She looks like a female college student on campus in the Republic of China. Her bare makeup, with almost no makeup, is enough to make passers-by stop and startle.

The streets in Shanghai are quite bustling, with trams passing by, rickshaw drivers' eyes wandering around, and various hawking sounds. Some are buying Chaos Soy Milk for breakfast, some are selling newspapers, some are selling groceries, and there are signs posted outside department stores.

The advertising girl advertisement, a picture of the Republic of China is vividly displayed in front of you.

"Extra, extra, last night the number one traitor Yi Mocheng was assassinated to death by an assassin. The murderer has not yet been found." The newsboy selling newspapers on the street jumped and shouted.

At this moment, Wang Jiazhi held his hand tightly and gently hugged him into the women's clothing store.

After spending a long time carefully selecting, he bought two cheongsams and customized two daily clothes. Having already completed the task, Chen Jun took Jiazhi into an English jewelry store.

"Why did you bring me here? You already gave me a necklace."

"Don't you still have some shortage?" Chen Jun chuckled and said directly to the Indian waiter in the store in English: "I have an appointment with Mr. James, don't fool me with these things in the store, I want high-quality products.

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There is a pigeon egg in the movie that Wang Jiazhi is obsessed with, and he wants to give her a surprise.