There was a loud "bang" sound, which was the sound of him closing the car door.

She was startled and sat up straight, not daring to say a word.

"Let me see, does it hurt?" he said gruffly.

She was at a loss, not knowing where he was looking.

But his big hand directly covered her head, and he stared at her face for a while, frowning, "Why are you so stupid that you can only get hit and not avoid it? Shame on you!"

She bit her lip, still feeling aggrieved. Yes, she was embarrassed. She didn't have the agility of his special forces to avoid Zhang Zhiyi's slap, but who was the culprit who caused her to be slapped?

Moreover, in fact, Zhang Zhiyi's hand strength is not very strong, at least, it is nothing compared to his hand strength. The pain on her face is not on her face, but on her wrist. She looked down at her wrist, and the place he pinched was already gone.

It was bruised, but what was unclear was that although the bruise was clearly on the wrist, why was my heart also aching and tight?

"I'm fine." She raised her face with a bright smile and changed the subject, "How many days are you on vacation this time?"

He was slightly startled, "I...will go back to the army tomorrow."

Really? So fast...

They didn't even have time to talk properly...

I originally wanted to take him to accompany me on a good tour of Beijing, but it seems that it has come to nothing...

So tonight, does he belong to her?

Is he still not going to touch her?

"Have you bought the ticket? What time does the flight take?" she asked softly.

"It was around eight o'clock in the morning." He always had such a simple and capable tone, as if he was giving military training to his men.

But she is not depressed, because she has no right to be depressed! When her grandfather was dying, she said that no matter what unhappy things you encounter, you must learn to be strong. The more uncomfortable you are, the more you have to laugh. Because she has no parents, and her grandfather is gone, and she will never be happy again.

No one loves her, she must know how to love herself...

Therefore, even though the gloom in her heart was lingering, she was like a sunflower facing the sun, with a big smile on her face, "Then, will the chief be willing to compete with me tonight?"

"Oh? To what?" He was deeply surprised and raised his eyebrows at her.

"Shoot!" They had all grown up, and they were no longer the little green plums who went down rivers to catch fish and went up trees to dig eggs. She didn't know what else could suit his fancy and make him willing to leave a night for her.

"You?" He smiled and looked over sideways, with obvious disdain.

She pursed her lips slightly and said, "The chief doesn't look down on people like this."

"Okay! Don't underestimate me. Where are you going?" he asked with a smile.

"Go home! I'll do it when you go home!" She was so happy that she finally realized the feeling of the ancients who spent a lot of money just to get a smile from a beauty. As long as her Tangtang brother is willing to smile for her, she will pay everything!

Tao Zi owns two air guns. When she was in middle school, she went to school in the town. In order to accompany her, her grandfather rented a house near the school. To make a living, her grandfather set up an air gun stall. Each gun cost ten cents.

With this, Tao Zi finished middle school and saved a small amount of savings, which could pay for her one-year college tuition.

Later, when her grandfather passed away, she brought all the tools back to Beijing. In this lonely city, she treasured these things that had been eliminated by the times and the warmest memories in her life. Everyone who misses their loved ones more during the holidays

During the day, she was like a little match girl, blowing up those cheap little balloons. In the colorful colors, she would see grandpa smiling at her among a lot of balloons, as if to say, Nannan, Nannan is not sad, grandpa.

Always with you...

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I don’t know if you have seen the air guns mentioned in the article. It seems that they don’t exist anymore. When Ji Xiang was a child, there were many such stalls on the street. They just used a large curtain with several rows of balloons on it, and filled the gun with air guns.
Chapter completed!