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she was from the beginning

Why did you call at this time?

At this moment, Luo Weiran's heart was going up and down, up and down, as if he couldn't control it and would jump out immediately.

"I'll take a call." She pretended to be calm and smiled at Luo Youran. Seeing that she wasn't going out yet, she added: "It's about work."

Luo Youran glanced at her suspiciously, but still walked out.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Luo Weiran's voice was a little cautious, perhaps because he was too frightened just now.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Zhaoyong had just returned from a mission. He was sitting tiredly in his dormitory, his handsome face slightly depressed, "Can't you make a phone call if you have nothing to do?"

He had just returned from a life-and-death test and wanted to hear her voice the most, but her attitude made him unable to help but feel annoyed!

He is angry again!

Luo Weiran frowned slightly, his handsome face flashed before her eyes, and she suddenly thought of what Zhang Yan said. He had been very busy recently, and suddenly he couldn't get angry, so he softened his tone and said, "I'm worried that something is wrong with you?

"

Feng Zhaoyong did not answer her words, and his tone softened slightly, and asked: "Did you receive the key?"

"Yeah." Luo Weiran responded lightly.

"This house in Xicheng City will be our home from now on. Go take a look, see what you need, and buy some." He was silent for a moment and then suddenly spoke.

"Okay." Luo Weiran was stunned for a moment, then spoke.

"After handling the matter, I will go back in the next few days." He simply explained in a normal tone, as if he had thought of something, and added: "Get your household registration book and ID card ready. As soon as I come back, we will register."

After hearing his words, Luo Weiran was stunned for a long time, and then responded, "I know."

Somewhere in my heart, I still felt an indescribable sourness, but everything was a done deal.

"Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first." After saying that, the call was hung up.

Luo Weiran sat there, stunned for a long time. After registering, it meant that everything was settled, so there was no room for regret.

She deepened her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was a lot more determination in her eyes. Since this was her choice, she must stick to it to the end!

It is getting late, and the gorgeous sunset gradually disappears on the distant mountain peaks. Even so, it still looks like a beautiful and picturesque scenery from a distance.

When the bugle sounded, the members of the special brigade finished their hard training all day and walked to the canteen not far away in an orderly manner.

On the training field of Nuo University, only Feng Zhaoyong and a new member were left. He was explaining the essentials of close combat to the new member.

However, he has done the demonstration many times, but the team member still feels unfamiliar and cannot get into the state.

Even though he tried hard to suppress his temper, he was still a little angry. He did this for the better in the future! Sometimes it was inevitable that the enemy would get a handle on some details!

They have learned enough lessons!

He raised his eyebrows and couldn't help shouting: "What are you thinking about?" His voice was steady and strong, and his speech was neither fast nor slow. Only his handsome face was a little serious, which made the new team members look a little trembling.

The little soldier was also upset and secretly hated himself for not living up to expectations, but when faced with Feng Zhaoyong's question, he did not dare to answer.

"Do it again!" he shouted again.

"Yes!" the little soldier started again.

At this time, He Yuwei walked over with a frown and couldn't help but said: "Okay, we will practice again tomorrow. It's getting late. Let him go back. I have something to tell you."

Feng Zhaoyong thought for a while and made a stop gesture to let him leave.

Immediately, he and He Yuwei sat side by side on the training equipment and said, "What's going on?"

"Your marriage report has been approved..." He Yuwei paused, hesitated for a few seconds, and continued seriously: "This time, have you really decided?"

As a good friend, he still wanted to ask him. After all, this is a major event in life! Today he received the approval of his marriage report, and he was so shocked! He didn’t know when he applied.

"Yes." Feng Zhaoyong responded firmly without turning his head.

"Why Teacher Luo?" At first, he didn't expect that Feng Zhaoyong would be so concerned about a little girl who broke in for no reason, and got out of hand. He thought it was just a temporary interest.

But, this time, it was really about getting married.

Feng Zhaoyong turned his handsome face slightly and said the same words as before, "Because it was her from the beginning!"

"What did you say?" He Yuwei suddenly took off his glasses and asked in surprise, "You mean she is..."

Feng Zhaoyong didn't speak, but the gentleness in his eyes revealed his inner thoughts. His eyes were far-reaching, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, neither of them spoke.

"There's one more thing I want to mention to you." He Yuwei sighed and continued: "Fei Lan's transfer appointment has been approved. Are you sure you really want to do this?" She doesn't have to be transferred out of here.

But he didn't say these words.

Feng Zhaoyong thought deeply for a moment and said, "No, the decision on this matter is yours!"

Needless to say, he made it clear that he believed He Yuwei would make a decision!

"I..." He Yuwei hesitated for a second and did not continue.

Facing a woman who doesn't love him, he really has no confidence at all!

"If you don't give it a try, how will you know the result?" Feng Zhaoyong patted his shoulder solemnly.

After saying that, he stood up and walked directly towards the cafeteria.

He Yuwei was left in place, his brows furrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After get off work at noon on Wednesday, Luo Weiran and Tang Xiaomin had just made an appointment to have dinner together. As soon as they left the office building, they suddenly saw Feng Zhaoyong standing under the pines and cypresses not far ahead.

He was wearing a military uniform, with a tall and straight posture, a majestic appearance, and handsome features, as deep and charming as a knife. However, he stood quietly where he had attracted many people's attention.

Especially the girls passing by on campus, some even couldn't help but stop frequently.

After he saw Luo Weiran come out, he didn't take his eyes away from her.

Luo Weiran was stunned for a moment, and was thinking about why he came. Suddenly, he remembered what he said before, and his heart suddenly suffocated.

"Wait for you, I won't be a light bulb, it's flashing." When Tang Xiaomin saw this scene, she laughed maliciously and left quickly.

When Feng Zhaoyong saw Tang Xiaomin leaving, he took a few steps forward and stood in front of her.

"Why are you..." Luo Weiran asked with a look on his face.

Hearing her say this, Feng Zhaoyong raised his eyebrows in displeasure. Without answering her, he directly asked, "Have you brought anything?"

"What?" Luo Weiran was stunned and blinked several times.

Seeing the low pressure gradually gathering on his face, Huo Ran understood what he was referring to and quickly said: "I didn't bring it."

This man! Who carries his household registration book with him to work every day?

Feng Zhaoyong's face darkened, and the temperature dropped suddenly. He glanced at the car not far away and said, "Get in the car first."
Chapter completed!
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