Before Grandma Han could say anything, Yuan Yongfu pushed the door open like a smelly fly, and his men followed him with flashlights.
Yuan Yongfu was not willing to let go of the opportunity to catch a glimpse of the beauty. He grabbed his flashlight and shined it on the bed.
Qingran pretended to be surprised and stood up suddenly, but she carefully covered Su Yuan under her body. She deliberately exposed her shoulders. It wasn't until the light came over that she hurriedly picked up the quilt next to her and shouted: "What are you doing?"
, do you want to be ashamed?!"
"Miss Han, I am also on official business." Yuan Yongfu said with a smile.
"Asshole!" Qingran scolded: "How dare you break into the boudoir!"
"I am searching for the Communist guerrillas. This is also the order of Commander Yamada." Yuan Yongfu said. But the flashlight still shined on Qingran.
"Search, you search!" Qingran lifted the quilt and said, "If you can't find it, tomorrow there will be front-page headlines in newspapers across North China about gangsters harassing women's houses at night."
"Get out of here!" These words frightened Yuan Yongfu. He no longer dared to look at Qing Ran with his bare shoulders. He immediately turned off the flashlight, and unwillingly shouted to his subordinates: "If you don't leave yet, quickly search elsewhere.
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"I'm sorry!" Then he turned his head and slipped out without even daring to say another word. He didn't know why, whether it was because of the other's beautiful appearance or the powerful pen in her hand. He didn't have time to think about it, but he didn't know why.
I dare to provoke you.
Finally, all the intruders left, and grandma asked outside: "Aran, are you okay?"
"Grandma, please rest." Qingran said aggrievedly.
Su Yuan didn't dare to make any movement at this time. When everything calmed down, he heard Qing Ran sobbing aggrievedly beside him. Su Yuan opened the quilt and whispered in a low voice: "I wrongly blamed you, I'm sorry."
"There's no need for you to be hypocritical!" Qingran replied angrily.
"Who is pretending!?" Su Yuan replied. He wanted to get up, but Qingran stretched out her hand to suppress him.
"What would you do if you didn't lie?" Qingran asked, lying on Su Yuan's back.
Su Yuan's heart pounded for a while. He didn't know the identity of the other party at all. Could he be a spy? Su Yuan turned over and pressed Qingran under him. Before Qingran could struggle, his hands had already pressed down.
He stopped her. Qingran's eyes were bright in the darkness, but she didn't struggle.
"What do you think I will do?" Su Yuan deliberately scared.
"Humph!" Qing Ran said without any nervousness to Su Yuan: "No need to guess, I'm sorry you don't dare to do anything!"
"Originally I didn't dare, but now I suddenly can't hold on anymore." Su Yuan said and leaned down.
Qingran finally felt a little scared. From her own knowledge, the Eighth Route Army would never do this, but she knew that she couldn't stop it. She was so frightened that she immediately said: "Are you the real Eighth Route Army or are you pretending to be one!?"
"The Eighth Route Army is true, but I joined it not long ago, so what does it matter?" Su Yuan began to laugh secretly in his heart.
"I heard that your Eighth Route Army has strict disciplines. One of the three major disciplines and eight points of attention is that you are not allowed to molest women." Qingran immediately reminded.
"Really?" Su Yuan pretended not to know and said, "I joined the Eighth Route Army not long ago. I worked in the national army before, so why haven't I heard of it?"
These words finally made Qingran feel a little scared. She was a reporter and she had heard about some of the harm done to the common people by the Kuomintang troops during their retreat. "Bullying women will be shot!" she couldn't help but said loudly.
"Qingran, what are you talking about?" Grandma Han's voice came from the other side.
"Shh." Su Yuan put his finger to his mouth to signal her to lower her voice. Qing Ran's left hand was freed, and she immediately pushed Su Yuan away.