The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

His little fox actually came to Manfei to participate in the competition, and brought the Chinese students to achieve good results.

Her finger was injured, and just looking at it like this, you could see that the injury was a little serious.

After reading the entire English report, Xia Jinyuan's thin lips were pursed like thin blades, and the whole fingernail was turned up!

Fingers connected to the heart, how painful it must be!

Xia Jinyuan, who hadn't seen Ye Jian for several months, just kept holding the newspaper. Even if he didn't have a frontal photo, he just looked at the hand that appeared in the photo. In the photos on the newspaper, you can see the people you miss.

"Xia, my man, why are you hiding here? I've been looking for you for a long, long time!"

A rough voice came from behind, Xia Jinyuan lightly retracted his gaze on the photo, his hands were still, his eyeliner drooped slightly, and he continued to keep his posture of reading the newspaper. He didn't look up from the newspaper until the other party approached.

"Looking for me? Why? If I remember correctly, you should be with Cobra today."

The man who came was a white man, wearing a white T-shirt and black sweatpants. Although his facial features were deep, his appearance was very ordinary, but he had a very oppressive and fierce aura, which made this man very masculine.

He sat down and took the newspaper in Xia Jinyuan's hand very casually. After taking a look, he let out a light "sniff" and threw the newspaper directly from the top of the building to the downstairs.

And very disdainfully said: "A group of children's games, a little injury will spread the newspaper, really a group of military school students who are only suitable for raising at home."

After he finished speaking, he leaned his back against the roof block wall, bent his arms slightly behind the iron fence above the block wall, and said to Xia Jinyuan: "The person Cobra is looking for has been found, and you come with us at night."

"Xia, cobra values ​​you more and more now. It's a good thing for you, but it's a very bad thing for some people. You should be careful."

After the white man finished speaking in a low voice, he leaned over suddenly, with brown eyes like a snake staring at its prey, staring at Xia Jinyuan so tightly, as if to see through something, and as if to prove something.

After a while, he said: "Xia, you saved me, so I believe in you, but cobra doesn't believe in you that much, so you have to behave well tonight, understand?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether Cobra believes in me or not. I can believe in myself. I'm a little hungry, do you need a drink?"

"What to drink? Vodka? Or Martell?"

When it comes to drinking a drink, the murderous white man got excited together, leaned against the wall, straightened up, raised his long arms, hooked Xia Jinyuan's shoulders, and walked while talking about what to drink next. of wine.

This is the cobra winery, and the most important thing in the winery is all kinds of foreign wines.

Open a bottle and drink it from afternoon until dark.

And the discarded newspaper was thrown into the trash can, and Xia Jinyuan didn't pick it up. Here, his every move was being monitored, and he couldn't do anything abnormal.

Night has come, the lights in the winery have turned from bright to off, and several jeeps have driven out of the winery and rushed into the vast darkness.

When it was time to work, Xia Jinyuan, who was sitting in the car, looked forward with indifference, as if he had no interest in what he was going to do next.