Wife is Not Divorced

From night to day, and then to the hazy evening, the mirror fan has been running quietly, the light blue dots flickering on and off, like her steady breathing.

After torturing Yin over and over again, Tang Li was refreshed and didn't forget to tell Paipai a few words before leaving.

"Heaven knows this matter, you know it, I know it," Tang Li muttered to Paipai with a silent gesture, "Don't tell Chi Si, do you know?"

Paipai patted his chest and was very confident: "Of course, it's on me, and I will secretly delete all the usage data later."

Tang Li was satisfied: "Very good."

Compared with the fierce struggle when she just "entered the door", now Yin has completely lost her mind. She knelt on the ground with her hair disheveled, her pupils were empty, and she said nothing.

Tang Li didn't care about her. The more miserable Yin was, the happier and happier she became.

Strangely, the house was pitch black.

Chu Chisi was not at home, there was no heat or light in the house, it was completely cold.

Tang Li tentatively shouted a few words, and after finding no one responded, he silently sent a message to his wife, only then did Chu Chisi leave a message for himself, saying that he would be back later today.

Where did Chi Si go?

Tang Li waited at home for a long time, from the evening until late at night, making dinner hot and cold, cold and hot, until it was finally put in the refrigerator, Chu Chisi still did not come back.

Chu Chisi secretly called herself "puppy" before, but Tang Li just thought it was quite novel, but she didn't expect that now she is really a dog waiting at home, or a large golden retriever.

Finally, when it was close to seven or eight in the evening, Tang Li heard a few beeps from the door, the electronic door was opened, and Chu Chisi pushed the door and walked in.

She was wearing a black formal suit, the collar was buttoned neatly, the coat was tucked in, and her waist was slightly slender.

Chu Chisi put the document in her hand down, she was sitting on the small sofa changing her shoes, and a person rushed over beside her.

"Chi Si-"

Tang Li dragged the end note for a long time, and directly pressed Chu Chisi on the small sofa by the door, her blond hair wrapped around her suit jacket, and smelled the sweet, pear-flavored powdered sugar.

Chu Chisi was caught off guard and was suppressed by her whole body, so she subconsciously raised her arm to block: "Don't come here."

Tang Li was struck by lightning, her expression almost crying: "What?"

"...Don't hug me yet," Chu Chisi added silently, "I just came back from the airport, and there are a lot of bacteria on my clothes."

Tang Li: "…"

Although it makes sense, why is it a little strange? As expected of her wife, she is still as old-fashioned as ever.

Tang Li let go angrily, half-lying on the back of the sofa, tilted her head to look at her: "Back from the airport, where did Chi Si go?"

Chu Chisi hesitated for a moment: "Some business trips, an eight-hour flight, so I have been delayed until now."

Tang Li frowned: "It's only a day and a half, you have to come back from a business trip, why don't you stay there for a day?"

Chu Chisi looked at her and frowned suddenly.

She stretched out her hand and gently rubbed Tang Li's head like a puppy, messing up her long smooth hair.

"Tang Li, didn't you complain before? You said that I would give up on you, but you didn't give up on me."

Chu Chisi's hand slid down, and turned to stick to Tang Li's cheek, holding himself up. Her palms are so soft and slightly cool.

She smiled and said, "I'm not willing either."

Because she was reluctant, she took two eight-hour flights in a day and a half, left in a hurry and came back in a hurry, just because she was reluctant to herself.

In the mirror tattoo, Chu Chisi was "cold and unfeeling", always pushing her away resolutely, wholeheartedly wanting to destroy Jingfan and himself.

Tang Li had been looking forward to it for a long time. In fact, what he was waiting for was the sentence "I don't want you either." Now that I really heard it from Chu Chisi's mouth, I suddenly felt like I had passed away.

Great, they're home.

Tang Li's heart was warm, she leaned over to kiss his wife. As a result, Chu Chisi pushed him away again, frowning and looking at himself.

Chu Chisi said: "It is said that there are bacteria."

Tang Li: "...".

After both of them had taken a bath, Chu Chisi finally lost the "bacteria" as a shield. She was carried to the bed by Tang Li and hooked the other's neck.

Tang Li bowed her head to kiss her, biting Chu Chisi's lips lightly, while the other party had his long eyelashes half-closed, and there was a swaying water light in the bottom of his eyes.

Her lips were soft, and her body was soft, and her whole body was as soft as a glutinous rice dumpling, and she was trapped in Tang Li's arms.

Tang Li touched her lips, the tip of her tongue slid lightly over the tooth shell, and gently probed into it. She hooked Chu Chi and thought, constantly and constantly.

The moist, sweet fragrance; the slightly hot, thin breath were all plundered by her, tainted with her own breath.

Warm breath sprinkled on his face, lingering.

Tang Li could feel the tightness of the arms around her neck, Chu Chisi hugged her and deepened the kiss again.

Tang Li could hear her heartbeat. Originally it was steady and regular, but now it lost the rhythm and fell into his palm in a disorderly manner.

She remembered that the small suit that Chu Chisi was wearing just now was gentle and appropriate, with a neatly buttoned neckline, which wrapped herself tightly.

The steady breathing was disturbed by himself, and the neat suit was creased by himself, as if the white paper was folded, and it was only his own imprint.

Mirror Fan can "delay" time, 64 times for the first layer mirror or water mirror, and 4096 times for the mirror in the mirror, but their kisses seem to work too.

Grains of sand quietly fall from the glass hourglass; water falls tick by tick; the cuckoo sticks its head out at the hour; and the delicate mechanical gears pull each other, strictly driving the second, minute, and hour hands.

Time loses its unit of measurement, becomes vague and unmeasurable, perhaps for a long time, perhaps only for a brief moment.

Chu Chisi loosened her slightly, her pale lips were bitten red, her long eyelashes dyed with water vapor trembled, her voice was slightly hoarse: "It's getting late."

Tang Li deliberately asked, "Why is it late?"

"I'm a little sleepy," Chu Chisi said and pushed her, with little strength and lightness, "Let's go to sleep."

They had kissed for a long time just now, and the atmosphere of the kiss was sticky and greasy. Tang Li's throat was a little dry, and there seemed to be a fire rustling in his heart.

She blinked, and instantly changed into that pitiful expression, her light-colored pupils were covered in mist, and she moved to Chu Chisi's side aggrieved.

"Thinking, thinking late."

His knees pressed against the bed, making a small depression. Chu Chisi was lying on his back, and she was bitten by her neck. It didn't hurt, just a little numb.

"Chi Si, I've been waiting at home for a long time today," Tang Li patted her neck lightly, spreading the heat on her skin, "I've been waiting for you."

The subtle sound of water fell into the auricle, and it was clearly audible when it was close at hand. The skin on the neck was kissed, bitten, numb and itchy, like a bug crawling into my heart.

Chu Chisi's breathing was chaotic: "I..."

Tang Li didn't give her a chance to speak, the tip of her tongue touched the reddish earlobe, and the soft flesh was rubbed, becoming more and more like a red fruit.

"Chi Si, don't you like me?"

Tang Li whispered in his ear, and the heat poured in like melting, "Why don't you kiss me?"

Chu Chisi: "..."

These two sentences are all too familiar, but isn't that what the little madman said when he was pestering Tang Li, licking the buttons and pulling the corners of his clothes before letting her go.

Thinking of what the little madman did, what chains, surveillance, neckbands, etc. - he really could afford the title of "little madman".

Chu Chisi was a little annoyed, and really wanted to throw a pillow on Tang Li's head, and said without anger, "If I really don't like you, can I let you get it around?"

Tang Li smiled brightly: "Then will you kiss me again?"

Chu Chisi said, "No, I've been on a plane for a day today, and my back is sore. I feel sleepy and want to sleep."

Contrary to Chu Chi's expectations, Tang Li actually let go of her, straightened the somewhat messy collar, and sat on the edge of the bed very "beautifully": "Okay."

This is not quite like Tang Li's style.

After years of training, Tang Li has a clearer understanding of her body state than Chu Chisi herself, and knows how to control that "degree" best, and generally won't give up so easily.

Chu Chisi was a little puzzled and looked at her.

Tang Li had a pure and innocent expression, and even patted the bed beside him, and reminded slowly, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

When things go wrong, there must be demons. Chu Chisi understands it very deeply, and has experienced this truth many times. She glanced at Tang Li again and lay down beside her.

Tang Li is tall and tall, her body temperature is slightly higher than hers, and her pillow is very soft, like a large stuffed doll.

Chu Chisi rubbed a little, hugged her waist, buried her head in her arms, pressed her collarbone against the soft thing, and said in a muffled voice, "Sleep."

Someone stroked her hair: "Chi Si, good night."

Tang Li's body is very soft and fragrant. In reality, the fragrance of pear flowers is a bit pungent and pungent, but Tang Li is different. She doesn't have the compulsion of an ordinary Alpha, and the smell is very comfortable.

Her pheromone is very shallow and light.

It was the lingering fragrance left on the fingertips after the pear blossoms on the tree were almost finished falling, and it was also like the clear water vapor that came out after dipping the pear blossoms in the stream water and rinsing them.

That quiet and faint fragrance surging quietly in the room, hooking, entangling, winding, densely woven into a net, embedded in her breath.

The air is full of pheromones, as if in the wet rainy season, one can breathe slightly hot steam when one opens his mouth.

Chu Chisi: "..."

She knew that Tang Li would not give up easily, and a pillow smashed over mercilessly, just right on Tang Li's face: "What?"

Tang Li was blocked under the pillow, and the voice came faintly: "What's the matter, I didn't do anything?"

Chu Chisi: "..."

Tang Li is really bad.

She removed the pillow, Tang Li was smiling brightly at herself, her light-colored eyelashes were curved like a crescent moon, and she dared to continue calling her name: "Chi Si?"

In the end, they still eat marrow and know the taste. The pheromones of the two are too compatible. Just a slight touch can stir up thousands of ripples.

Once tasted, there is greed.

There was no air conditioner in the room, and it was stuffy and hot. Chu Chisi sweated a little. She raised her hand and stroked the back of her neck, and the temperature in her palm could not be concealed.

There was a strand of hair stuck to the slightly damp lips, which was picked up by the tip of the tongue and rolled into the mouth.

"Really, I can't sleep."

Chu Chisi straightened up a little, she turned on the conch lamp at the head of the bed, and with a soft click, the warm halo dissipated and landed next to the head of the bed.

The conch shell is very thin, and there is a small light bulb inside. The warm light penetrates the conch shell, swaying, swaying, and illuminating their little corners.

Chu Chisi sorted her breath, she lay down and shook her head: "I'm so tired, a little sleepy."

Suddenly there was a "puchi" sound in his ears, Chu Chisi turned his head, Tang Li laughed loudly beside him, leaned over and kissed her lips.

"What are you laughing at," Chu Chisi was annoyed again, "Tomorrow... no, the day after tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, I'm going to get up early and go to run training with you."

Tang Li rubbed the corner of her eyes with her fingertips, and the smile on her lips continued: "Really? Can you get up?"

Thinking of the lessons from the past, Chu Chi felt a little guilty, but still said firmly: "Get up, remember to call me the day after tomorrow."

Tang Li said, "Okay, a word is settled."

Chu Chisi grabbed a pillow and placed it under her chin. She hugged the plush pillow with a soft curvature and silently buried herself in it.

Tang Li was lazy on weekdays, smiling brightly at herself, only occasionally, very occasionally, she could catch a glimpse of the shadow of No. 63 on her body.

That puppy lost in the snowy mountains,

Or... maybe it's a little wolf?

There was a faint scent in the room. It was a candle that Tang Li had bought before. It swayed lightly, burned, burned with a layer of water-colored red, and then fell down like snow.

The two were lying on their sides, close to each other.

Chu Chisi was beside her, pressing down the soft pillow slightly, she was a little sleepy, her long eyelashes were hanging down, and she quietly looked at Tang Li from the gap.

The sound of breathing fell on her ears, and there was light smoke from incense candles around her. The tip of Chu Chisi's nose was slightly red, and her nasal cavity was slightly blocked. She sniffed, but she couldn't tell what the scent of the candle was.

Tang Li saw that she hadn't fallen asleep, so she chased after her victory. She liked to stick to her wife's ear the most and bit her ear in a low voice: "Chi Si, are you sleepy?"

She shouted in batches, her voice lazy and hoarse, uncharacteristically and tenderly outrageous: "Chi Si, Chi Si?"

"Running plan," Chu Chisi planted on the pillow, very sleepy and tired, and didn't want to pay attention to her, "Postponed until the day after tomorrow."

Tang Li: "...Okay.".

Tomorrow is a rest day, Tang Li just wanted to hold his wife to sleep for a while, but she was woken up by the phone early in the morning.

Chu Chisi covered herself with a pillow, pretending that she couldn't hear the sound and continued to sleep. Tang Li sat up, stroked her long hair, and answered the phone irritably: "Hello?"

It was called from Beimeng Xingzheng, saying that Tang Yiqi would come here today, and the flight this morning will take seven or eight hours, and he will be able to arrive in the morning.

Wherever she likes to go, what does it have to do with me.

Tang Li thought so, and replied perfunctorily, "Do you need me to do anything?"

The admiral's assistant said: "No, it's just a routine notification. The admiral should go to the prison first, and then go to the Beimeng armed forces to inspect for a while."

Tang Yiqi is going to prison?

Tang Li pondered, and asked casually, "She wants to see Yin?"

Yin Ke has just been killed countless times by tossing and turning, and he is currently in the dying stage. Tang Yiqi will definitely see the difference.

But what does that matter?

Anyway, Tang Yiqi's order to himself was "bring silver back alive". Tang Li completed the task perfectly, but only broke a few fingers.

What's more, what happened in the water mirror has nothing to do with reality. No matter how many times she kills Yin, Yin in reality is not "good".

Thinking of this, Tang Li hung up the phone with peace of mind and went back to sleep with his wife.

Chu Chisi was just woken up, and his mind was still confused. He touched Tang Li like a kitten and hugged Tang Li who had just lay down.

"Who is calling..."

She was dreaming, her voice soft, "It's early in the morning, isn't this disrupting people's circadian rhythm?"

Tang Li took his wife into his arms, rubbed the tip of his nose against her hair, and said, "Xingzheng called and said Tang Yiqi wanted to come over."

"Admiral...?" Chu Chi Si half-closed his eyes and muttered, "I only talked to her yesterday... Why did I come here today."

Chu Chisi was confused and didn't seem to realize what he said, but Tang Li suddenly woke up, stroked her shoulder, and said softly, "Yeah."

At the same time, Tang Yiqi had arrived at the highest-level prison of Beimeng, which was under the jurisdiction of the Beimeng armed forces. There were only less than a few hundred prisoners in custody, but the security level was the highest.

Through tedious and complicated inspections, Tang Yiqi was led through the gates and stopped in front of the locked prison door.

She was wearing a formal suit, with the stars representing the Northern Alliance on her chest. The metal reflected the light in the prison and was sharper than a blade.

Tang Yiqi waved his hand: "I'll go in alone."

The guards all backed away respectfully, Tang Yiqi took the plate with the food from their hands, stood there and hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened the door.

The facilities in the cell are not bad, the bathroom is separate from the cell itself, the bed is clean and soft, there is a small table and a small shelf with some books.

Yin was in shackles, her long hair was loose, she curled up in the corner of the bed, and when she heard the door open, she clasped her head tightly: "Don't-don't come here!"

"I, I've had enough! Stop torturing me," Yin roared, "Just kill me, kill me—"

Her face was pale, her voice was hoarse, and she was full of uncontrollable horror. Her long silver hair covered most of her face, like a real lunatic.

Tang Yiqi frowned, put the food on the table, and looked at where Yin was curled up: "What's wrong with you?"

The dishes are fragrant, the desserts are exquisite, and there are several different plates. It does not look like a meal that should be given to prisoners, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the treatment of a luxury hotel.

Yin was trembling all over, she tore her long hair, caught a glimpse of Tang Yiqi's figure from the messy gap, and suddenly froze: "Why are you?"

Tang Yiqi said, "I'll bring you a meal."

The person in front of her has completely changed her appearance. She is no longer the ambitious woman, and she is no longer calm and scheming.

Her hair was disheveled and her prison uniform was messy. She shrank in the corner in a decadent and dejected manner, her spine was abruptly torn apart, and all colors were removed.

Tang Yiqi froze and asked, "...Tang Li came to you? What did she do to you?"

As soon as she heard that name, Yin trembled violently. She grabbed her shoulders hard, blood gushing from her throat: "Shut up!"

Just hearing that name, the memory of being tortured and killed countless times flooded into her mind, she was like a Pavlov's dog, trembling and panicking like a conditioned reflex.

Tang Yiqi looked at her silently.

Yin died tightly holding her shoulders. After trembling for a while, she finally regained her senses. She raised her head and looked at Tang Yiqi viciously: "What are you doing here?"

Tang Yiqi pointed to the table, where there was a sumptuous meal, and the white mist rose and drifted into the room.

"Huh...?" Yin suddenly smiled, she stepped on the ground barefoot, and her long moon-white hair poured down like a waterfall, "So that's how..."

As a close friend and tacit partner for many years, Yin Tai knows the person in front of her very well. Tang Yiqi is not the kind of person who can easily be "attentive". No matter what she does, it must be for short-term or long-term interests.

Yin sat down at the table, put one hand on the table, smiled at Tang Yiqi, and said to himself, "You are here to kill me."

"Let me guess, is it poisonous in the food?"

Yin said to herself, poured a little red wine into the glass, she shook the glass and took a sip: "Or in the wine?"

Tang Yiqi: "..."

She opened her mouth as if to say something.

Yin turned his head, his face was extremely pale, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he leaned towards the seat beside him with a wine glass: "Why, don't you sit down?"

"Not in the food, not in the wine," Tang Yiqi finally spoke, and said slowly, "I brought poison needles, which worked quickly and suffered less pain."

Saying that, she took out a small metal box and placed it lightly on the table. The metal shell glowed with cold light, Yin raised his hand and stroked it, and the underside of his finger was cold and quiet.

So cold, like this man.

Yin drank all the red wine in one gulp, his fingertips were slightly loose, and the glass fell to the ground with a "bang", smashing into pieces, and the ground was covered with glass fragments.

"Tang Yiqi."

She smiled and called out the name, turned to her, and turned her back to Tang Yiqi: "Help me."

Yin is indeed vicious enough. Anyway, she is dead. It is better to use her own death to let Tang Yiqi have a heart attack for ten or eight years, and she can also vent her anger happily.

Tang Yiqi clenched his knuckles and was silent for a long time before he spit out, "You can eat something first."

The food was placed on the table, and it was still steaming. The smell of food filled the air, but Yin had no appetite at all, and just wanted to vomit.

Isn't this the last supper?

"What's the point?" Yin smiled miserably, and his eyes were like ghosts, leaving only an empty body.

"If you want to kill, kill it quickly," Yin clenched his fists and said calmly, "After you silence me, there will be one less person who knows about your pickled things, isn't it?"

Tang Yiqi looked at her, the one eye was dark and deep, and he could never see the waves of emotions, and he would never be shaken by emotions.

For the sake of her rights, whether it is family, friendship, love, or marriage and childbirth, she can ruthlessly abandon all interfering elements and use the people around her as pawns.

Selfishness, indifference and numbness, abandoning all impurities, asexual and ruthless, this may be the natural ruler.

Silver thinks.

The metal box was opened, Tang Yiqi stood behind her, and took out the syringe and glass bottle. As the syringe was slowly filled, her hands trembled.

A slight trembling.

Yin lowered his head and pulled up his long silver hair with his hands, revealing the pale back of his neck and the blue blood vessels buried under his skin.

She waited quietly until she became impatient, and when she was about to urge, she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her neck and was stabbed into a slender silver needle.

Tang Yiqi took the syringe and slowly pushed it in, his voice contained an inaudible bitterness: "This poison works quickly and won't be very painful."

"Really?" Yin smiled sarcastically, "Haha, that's ironic."

She hooked her lips and said in a low voice, "I didn't die at the hands of the madman on the 63rd, but at the hands of my best friend."

Tang Yiqi's knuckles tightened, the liquid swayed, she almost didn't hold the syringe firmly, and after a while she said:

"...I won't kill you."

"Then what are you doing now?"

"If you didn't betray Beimeng, I wouldn't kill you no matter what." Tang Yiqi's voice was so low that he couldn't hear the ups and downs.

Yin chuckled lightly and just shook his head.

The needle was advanced, and all the liquid was injected into the blood vessel. Tang Yiqi retracted the syringe, and then closed the metal box with a "click".

The cell was very quiet, and the dead silence enveloped the two of them for a long time, until Yin turned his back to her and asked bluntly, "Tang Yiqi—"

"Chu Lian was killed by you, right?"

Yin slowly stood up, and she walked over step by step, gradually forcing Tang Yiqi to the corner of the wall, and then suddenly grabbed her collar.

"I used all the resources I could use, and even found a lot of former researchers, but I couldn't find any clues."

Yin clenched her collar tightly, her pale eyes were empty, her phalanges were pale, but her voice was laughing recklessly:

"Tang Yiqi, you are doing really clean."

The explosion only destroyed the buildings and documents, and the remaining insiders were the most difficult existences to eradicate, but Tang Yiqi was able to seal everyone's mouths, which really impressed Yin.

Chu Lian is indeed a lunatic, but he is also a pitiful and pathetic **** who has been exhausted and drained of the last bit of value.

"You are admired and loved by all people. How noble and immaculate. You are really clean, as clean as a blank sheet of paper."

Yin loosened his collar, pressed his fingertips on the uniform, pressed the stars, and pressed the position of his heart: "But what about here?"

[What color is this inside? 】

Silver asked silently, without getting any answer. Tang Yiqi grabbed her wrist, and only said: "You are different from Chu Lian, I will not kill you."

The one eye looked at her, the other eye was covered with a blindfold, and there were only empty eye sockets below, which was a gift that Yin had left for her before he defected.

Tang Yiqi was suspicious by nature. At that time, only Yin, who was a close confidant, could easily approach her with a weapon, and could stab her down with a knife, directly destroying her eyeballs.

Yin still remembers her expression to this day, full of shock and disbelief, and thinking about it makes people feel happy.

In those pitch-black pupils, there was a trace of invisible silver, perhaps it was love, but after all, it could not compete with the monstrous power.

All lost terribly.

"Chu Lian has gone too far," Tang Yiqi said coldly. "She used 'volunteers' to conduct poison experiments and privately mobilized death row prisoners, which has long caused the public's resentment."

Yin's throat suddenly swelled with a fishy sweetness, and the toxin was eating away at her life.

She swallowed her blood, her eyes faint, and her smile deepened: "Tang Yiqi, is Chu Lian going too far, or is it too uncontrollable for you?"

"Are you trying to quell public grievances, or are you trying to throw away a chess piece that you think is out of control and could disrupt the game at any time?"

Tang Yiqi, you are so selfish.

His chest was tight, and the blood in his throat couldn't hold back any longer.

Tang Yiqi's pupils shrank, reflecting that Yin was covered in blood and was pulling his collar tightly.

She said, "Tang Yiqi, I curse you."

Silver's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his lips were still bleeding. She had long hair scattered, mad and ferocious, like an evil spirit crawling out of a pool of blood. she says:

"I curse you—"

"Long life for a hundred years, a life of loneliness."

The poison attacked, and Yin died after all.

Her pupils were dilated and dilated, she coughed up blood all over the floor, tugged on her sleeves with five fingers, and fell into Tang Yiqi's arms.

Tang Yiqi sat for a long time, until the person in his arms gradually became cold and his limbs were stiff, then he finally raised his hand, covered her long silver hair, and stroked it lightly.

The long silver hair was stained with blood, mottled blood.

Tang Yiqi spoke slowly, and the voice floated in the quiet cell, and no one could hear it except herself: "Yes."

"Chu Lian was indeed killed by me."

She explained calmly: "The war is over, and the Beimeng no longer needs a mad doctor. In order to stabilize the already turbulent situation and people's hearts, Chu Lian must die."

After all, Tang Yiqi answered her question head-on, but Yin was already dead, no one would respond to her, and this belated "recognition" was meaningless.

The cell returned to a dead silence, her roar, her anger, her unwillingness, and her life disappeared in the wind with the toxin, leaving no trace.

Sad? Sad.

But also self-inflicted.

Logic pays attention to cause and effect, but the real cause and effect have long been entangled, and no one knows where it started and why it ended up like this.

How sad the three of them are, two dead, one alive, and the two dead were killed by the living, for power or profit, an explosion and a poisonous needle, and finally a confused person is left.

It also confirms Yin's last curse: she will live a long life, without anyone to accompany her, without any love, and spend her life alone. .

The news of Yin's death was strictly blocked, and only a few people knew about it, including Tang Li who "visited" her from time to time.

Really cheap guy.

Tang Li pouted, but seeing Tang Yiqi's dejected and unhappy look recently made her feel much better.

The more uncomfortable Tang Yiqi was, the happier she was.

The days were leisurely and leisurely, and after a few days, Tang Li received a notice from Xingzheng again that day, saying that there would be a media meeting in the afternoon, so she could prepare for it.

"Can I not go?" Tang Li said, "Before the remote connection hurt too much. My head hurts and my back is sore. I vomit blood every day. My face is haggard and my eyes are dark.

Assistant Star: "..."

Bloody hell. Yesterday, I also received news that the major general went shopping again and bought two super big lavender bears, bigger than her wife.

Assistant Xingzheng is indifferent: "I'm sorry, no."

Tang Li pouted: "Okay."

However, the media meeting should also be held. We need to take this opportunity to report and summarize Chi Si's affairs, so as to calm down the messy rumors outside.

Tang Li turned out the major general's uniform. Chu Chisi was brushing her teeth when she saw that she was studying the buttons and silver ornaments on the clothes, her eyes lit up.

She hurriedly rinsed her mouth, ran out in small steps, leaned over and tapped Tang Li's shoulder, lightly saying, "Tang Li, Tang Li."

"Can I go armed with you?"

Chu Chisi looked up at Tang Li, reached out and fiddled with her silver chain, the metal collided, making a lingering sound: "I want to follow you too."

The wife smelled fragrant, and there was a clean mint smell and water vapor between her lips and teeth. Tang Li blinked and said, "Do you think I will reject you?"

Chu Chisi said, "No."

"That's it," Tang Li said with a smile, "Let's go, let's leave in half an hour, the meeting will be in the evening, and I will show you the armed forces in the morning?"

Chu Chisi nodded quickly.

She went to change into a set of clothes, and then sat down with her back to Tang Li. Tang Li took out the restraint sticker and brushed Chu Chisi's long hair with her fingertips.

Because of the inherent advantages of physical fitness, most of the Beimeng armed forces are Alpha, and the pheromone is also strong. In order to protect Chu Chisi, wearing a restraint sticker is the best choice.

Tang Li's finger pulp was a little thin, and when it touched the skin on the back of the neck, it was hard and slightly itchy, causing Chu Chisi to curl up his fingers.

She put the restraint sticker on the gland carefully, pressed the corner tightly, then lowered her head and kissed the tip of her wife's ear, with a light voice: "Okay."

Not long after, the two appeared at the armed door holding hands. Tang Li was tall and had a rare full body suit, which easily attracted a lot of attention.

From time to time, someone greeted her, and Tang Li responded politely. Chu Chisi was guarded by her inside, and she blocked it tightly, but sometimes she would be curious like a cat.

"Major General, good morning!"

A familiar face passed by. Seeing Tang Li carrying a person, she couldn't help but open her eyes, "Why did you come with your name Omega? Aren't you married?"

This team member was newly armed and had never participated in the mission in Xueshan. In addition, Chu Chisi was wearing sunglasses and a mask, so she did not recognize her at all.

Just as Tang Li was about to speak, Chu Chi suddenly stuck out half of her head and looked through her sunglasses: "Does Tang Li often bring Omegas?"

Tang Li: "…"

Alpha teammates hesitated for a moment, seeing that Tang Li didn't speak, then said silently: "No, the major general has never brought anyone, and even her wife rarely comes here."

Tang Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I am her wife!"

Chu Chisi nodded: "Yes."

This time, it was the Alpha teammate's turn to be speechless. They slandered the strange two people in their hearts and waved their hands: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Watching the other party walk away, Tang Li squeezed her palm, feeling slightly cold and soft: "Chi Si, what are you doing?"

Chu Chisi said, "Check Gang."

Tang Li: "…"

She walked around with Chu Chisi around the armed forces, looked at the usual training place like a zoo, walked on the track again, and then turned around and went to Tang Li's office.

Chu Chisi was very familiar with this place. She walked past Tang Li and walked into the door. She took off her sunglasses and mask and looked around.

Tang Li locked the door and saw that Chu Chisi was studying a crystal ornament on the table. She turned her head and asked, "Tang Li, can I touch it?"

"I've said it many times," Tang Li said with a smile. "Everything I own, including myself, is yours—you can touch it, but you can't throw me away."

Chu Chisi glanced at her sideways: "Yeah, the last time I said this to a 17-year-old girl."

Tang Li: "..."

It's over, the wife starts to turn over the books again.

Tang Li's office is actually quite simple, mainly because she doesn't come here often. It is locked all the year round, and its decorative effect is greater than its practical use.

There is a log desk in the office, and in the corner are several file cabinets and bookshelves, which were sorted out by Chu Chisi once, and they are neatly arranged.

But what Chu Chisi didn't know was that there was a dark cabinet hidden in the innermost bookcase, and there was something hidden in the closely monitored safe.

It was a charred "music box" with burns and explosions all over the box, distorted springs, melted metal, and was properly placed in a sealed glass case.

If the music box is still intact, the beautiful nightingale will dance, and the drum will turn the reed, and play a bright and cheerful, but somewhat sad tune.

Tang Li adjusted the temperature in the room, and when she turned her head, she saw Chu Chisi sitting on the table, shaking her calf lightly,