When did you like me?
Women, no matter how old they are, seem to struggle with this point.
Nanchu memory, sixteen years old that year he had a girlfriend, it is impossible that then like their own it, and then reunited there is no surprise appearance, and also showed quite hate their appearance, is it the time to shoot the program?
She speculated darkly, sizing up the tall figure in front of the glazed platform.
Lin Lu Snap calmly flipped the spatula, spoon-fed some salt and sprinkled it in without any hesitation, seemingly not hearing it, and when he fished out the fried golden eggs and flattened them, he turned around and took out a bunch of noodles from the refrigerator, turning his back to her and said, "Is there any practical significance to this question?"
In the end there is a difference between men and women.
Men look for results, women look for process.
For Lin Luchu, a thing is only the difference between doing it well and not doing it. Just like to Nanchu, sixteen years old at that time was the impulse and feelings he did not bother to think carefully, he only understood that now he likes is Nanchu this girl.
Wanted to marry her.
Trying to get the old forest to take her in.
Trying to introduce her to Shenmu and the others.
I want to hear Da Liu call her "sister-in-law".
Also wanted to be under the covers one night after a mission and it was her and no one else.
Of course this is only some of his flash of thought, according to his nature, these will not be said out, since childhood, he and Lin Qingyuan communication is not much, some words are used to hold back, to the army, the instructor is said, "when the soldier nonsense is not much, really to the battlefield, dry down a few is a few!"
After all these years, he's developed a nature of saying little.
Occasionally the naughty underdog would slip out and make harmless jokes, but sweet talk, he really didn't know how.
Just like back then, a comrade in the team proposed to his girlfriend who had been in love for ten years, and the comrade said a whole lot of things, which sounded meaty to him, and goosebumps fell all over the place, but also respected.
Nanchu also knew that he couldn't say anything reliable from his mouth, and knowingly shrugged his shoulders and stopped asking.
Lin Lu Snapdragon stood in front of the glazed table, waiting for the water to boil, put down a handful of noodles into it, put the lid on the pot, hands propped up on the lift, turned his head to look at her, wide white t-shirt black pants, but pulled his figure more and more tall.
Nanchu also leaned over the edge of the stage to stare at him, feeling more and more handsome.
I used to think it was extra manly, and looking at him like this, he had nice features, especially those thick eyebrows and peach blossom eyes that were slightly upturned at the end of his eyes.
It's probably because I just recently finished filming that movie.
She always felt that Lin Lu Snapdragon was the righteous general of Liu Yingying, and the air between his eyebrows, the state of readiness to fight at any time, always felt especially wanting.
The little girl was wearing his shirt, her whole leg exposed, long legs as white and smooth as porcelain, with the occasional glance of her head revealing the edge of her black panties underneath the shirt.
Taboo, irritation.
Lin Lu Snapdragon dragged the person over and pressed her onto the glazed table, lowered his head and kissed her, gently nibbling and licking and sucking on her soft lips.
He attacked fiercely, not leaving any force behind, Nanchu was kissed by him to the point that her body was soft, and she was nearly unable to stand on her feet a little.
She managed to duck to the side and whimpered.
He grinned wickedly, in her ear, "Hiding from what? Huh? Dressed like that, what do you want?"
She ducked as she let out a small gasp, "No ......"
Lin Lu Snapdragon smiled even worse, with deep meaning under his eyes, and deliberately said, "Didn't want to do anything? Then what's going on here?"
Nanchu's body instantly tensed ......
Nanchu's hand was between his hair, slowly finding her senses, "I haven't even seen you in a white shirt much."
Lin Lu Snapdragon picked her up and put her on the side of the sink, lowered his head and kissed her, and when he had kissed her enough, the little girl's eyes were stained with water mist, he fished the person out of the right, ruffled her hair, before explaining the origin of this shirt to her, "Just the year before last, Dahua got married and wore it once."
Nanchu's voice was all messed up, all wheezy, "Be the best man?"
"Uh-huh." He whispered.
Nanchu couldn't help but imagine the image of him in a shirt and suit pants and said with certainty, "It must be very handsome."
Lin Lu Snapdragon bit the root of her ear and said vaguely, "It's not bad."
From a young age he was immune to looking at himself and felt that he looked pretty much the same in everything he wore, and he thought he was most handsome when he was in uniform.
He carried Nanchu down and reversed it so that she was bracing her hands on the sink.
......
The kitchen was steaming, the pasta in the pot was just boiling, and the lid of the pot was bouncing up and down with a thumping sound.
With a shallow murmur, Nanchu was almost crushed, and her mouth was worried, "Noodle ...... paste ......"
Lin Luchu lowered his head to hold down her waist, frowned a little impatiently, and directly reached out to turn it off, "Alright."
......
Quiet.
But the steam was in all directions, bubbling up.
Nanchu wasn't moving around, honestly lying on the stage with a low hum.
......
It's finally over.
It's finally over.
It's finally over.
This was the thought that popped into Nanchu's head when she was done and leaned over the bed to watch Lin Luchu come out of the shower and get dressed.
Lin Luchuan got dressed and came over towards her.
As a result, Nanchu subconsciously pulled the quilt, covering herself tightly, panicked look was seen right, Lin Luchu supported a leg lying on the bed, he did not wear pants, below only a dark flat underwear.
Drumming in the center ......
Nanchu shrank to the side and Lin Luchu laughed lowly, reaching out to rub her head, "I really won't touch you."
Counting just now, this is four times, Nanchu's stamina is not enough, it is really sour, it feels like the lower half of his body is no longer his own, listening to his assurances before he honestly lets him hold him.
Lin Lu Snapdragon leaned over to the bed, supported a leg, took the girl with the cup into his arms, lowered his head and pinched her face, smiled and said, "Are you really afraid? Then why did you pretend to be a bully for me before?"
That stance is just like an old driver.
Nanchu thought about it but told him, "Doing it with a man, it's the first time."
......
It was quiet for three seconds.
Maybe it hadn't occurred to me all along.
He doesn't have a so-called "virginity" complex.
Since Nanchu decided to follow him, she is his woman and he will do everything he can to protect her.
It was the first time he loved her.
Not for the first time, he loved her too.
It's taught in the military.
There is no greater honor for a man than to be able to hold the ground beneath your feet and the woman in your arms.
Lin Luchuan tightened his arm around her, lowered his head and rubbed her head lovingly without making a sound.
Nanchu rubbed upwards and found a comfortable position in his arms, her hand stroked up his arm and touched a spot that was not too peaceful, the muscle was a little bulging and brown. At first thought it was the chicken pox vaccine he got as a child.
Upon further scrutiny, the area was a bit large, and she looked up before realizing it was a scar.
In fact, he had scars in many other places on his body, and if you looked hard enough, you could probably find several more.
How did you do it?
Lin Luchu glanced at it, and could no longer remember, there were too many scars on his body.
Some of them remembered, some of the scars were scabbed over by the time he saw them, and he didn't even know when he got them on.
The little girl was curious and wanted to know thoroughly, mostly because she thought he was supposed to have done something heroic.
Lin Lu Snapdragon went to the bed and twisted a cigarette, lit it and slowly smoked it: "Probably from fighting with Da Liu when he was a child."
"Ass."
Nanchu: "Don't believe it."
Lin Luchuan clamped his cigarette, inclined his head to look at her and smiled, "Or do you think?"
The little girl raised her eyes, "Not from work?"
"At work, too." He took a drag on his cigarette.
"Which one?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon is actually not too willing to talk about this, some things are not too nice, say too much, maybe in the future every time he went on a mission she was scared.
But the little girl was pestering him again, and he raised an eyebrow, picking out something less alarming to say.
"I think it was a neighborhood fire on the Fourth Ring Road a couple of years ago."
"As I recall, the fire was pretty big."
She listened intently, and by the look on her face, she even wanted to take a pen and paper and write it down for him in the annals of heroic history.
Lin Lu Snap picked up her nose, slowly said: "not as complicated as you think, it should be to save an old lady suffering from dementia, our people went up to check the household when we found that there is a single old lady living in that household, can be obsessive, on how to persuade people refused to go, locked the door, said to wait for her grandchildren to come to pick her up, you stayed in the fire department for a period of time know that, fire rescue is concerned about the time limit, time is long, the gas tanks in the neighborhood will explode at any time, we will break down the door to fight people out. Fire rescue is concerned about the time limit, a long time, the gas tanks in the neighborhood will explode at any time, we will remove the door, rushed in to fight the people out, the result of the door beam on the transom slammed down, just blocked by hand, that household is near the source of the fire, the temperature is high, and directly scalded this piece."
He circled the scar with his hand.
Nanchu suddenly realized, "Or else the old lady died?"
He laughed and patted her on the head, "You're overthinking it, or it would have hit the back of my head."
"......"
After talking about the "heroic deeds", Lin Lu Snapdragon got out of bed and re-cooked the noodles for her, "You lie down for a while, I'll go get you something to eat."
Nanchu didn't believe it, and chased after his ass, asking, "There must be something else about getting yourself hurt to save someone?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon came to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, re-picked two eggs, cracked the bowl along the edge, one-handed scraping, yellow clear liquid fell into the porcelain bowl, he threw away the eggshells to draw a pair of chopsticks, smiled: "Why are you studying this?"
Nanchu stood behind him and watched his skillful egg-beating posture, inexplicably a little greedy, deflated.
It was a long time before I heard her faintly say, "I just hope that you can be a little more 'selfish' in the future and think about me more."
The crisp beating of the eggs stopped.
Lin Lu Snap's eyes were emotionally undefined, repressed and cloudy.
The room was silent for an instant.
There was a sudden, violent knock at the door.
"Thump, thump, thump--" straight on.
Both of them acted as if they hadn't heard.
Lin Lu Snap put the bowl down and sighed, "I mentioned the transfer report, so if it goes well, I won't have to go to the first line from now on."
"For me?" The little girl's voice was muffled.
"Half and half."
Nanchu felt sorry again in her heart, he should be sorry?
At the thought, a small hand rubbed at his back in a soothing manner.
Lin Luchu Snapdragon put people into his arms, how this girl is so sticky, but then held a smile and lowered his head in kissed her forehead, rubbed her face, "Go put on pants, I'll go open the door."
......
As a result, the door opened.
Da Liu's round head came scurrying in, followed by a girl.
This girl Nanchu knew.
Seo Ji Yi, one of the members of the girl group, has been pretty hot on the live stream lately.
Apparently, Xu Jiye was also surprised to see Nanchu, but she was sensible enough to follow behind Da Liu without saying a word.
When Daliu saw Lin Lu Snapdragon it was like seeing his own father, he was close to pouncing on him and yelling, "Master Snapdragon eh！！！！！！！"
Lin Luzhu held his arms, "Sick?"
Dah Liu knew his nature and ignored him, and when he turned his head, he saw Nanchu wearing Lin Lu Snapdragon's shirt and pants, and let out another yell: "Sister-in-law eh ！！！！！"