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Chapter 34

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    Gu Ming was very drunk. When she woke up, Feng Qu was no longer around her. She looked at the pocket watch on the bedside table and saw that it was already noon.

    The thick red velvet curtains in the bedroom blocked the sunlight outside. She rubbed her head and got up from the bed, recalling the situation after she was drunk. She wanted to know if she was talking nonsense, but she thought hard to no avail.

    ¡ª¡ªShe was so drunk that her brain was soaked with alcohol, which diluted all the memories after being drunk, leaving only a few vague fragments. She seemed to be holding Feng Qu's neck and laughing, and the world was spinning, and she didn't know why.

    Opening the bedroom door, it was like stepping from night into day. The light coming from the window stung her and she covered her eyes, only then did she notice the man wearing a black leather jacket and a sweetheart collar knitted vest on the sofa.

    Feng Qu, who took off his military uniform, gave her a strange feeling. His eyes were deep and bright, and he looked at her in a strange way.

    "Are you awake?" His deep voice restored Gu Ming's consciousness, and he beckoned: "Come here."

    Gu Ming rubbed her head and walked over, leaning directly against him as if she had no bones. Aijiao complained: "I have a headache. I blame you for tricking me into drinking so much wine last night!"

    The evildoers report first!

    She has such a good memory. She only remembers what he did and completely forgot about the things she did?

    Feng Qu's mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to throw the evidence in front of her. He supported her head, gently pressed his fingers on her temples, and said seriously: " I asked you to drink less last night, so I can't stop it.  Stop, you hold the bottle and insist on filling it. Don¡¯t do this next time.¡±

    "Do Ihave it?" Gu Ming straightened up in confusion, her eyes flickering over his face, as if she wanted to dig out the truth behind his tight expression: "Why don't I remember?"

    "Drunk people don't remember what they did." Feng Qu pulled her head back and continued to press on her temples, speaking in a normal tone: "After you were drunk last night, a  Jin'er said that he had lied to me and said"

    The hairs all over Gu Ming¡¯s body stood up, as if someone had suddenly strangled his neck, and his breathing became lighter: ¡°What else did I say?¡±

    Her wine has always been good, how could she make such a stupid mistake?

    ¡°Could it be that Gu Qianjin¡¯s¡­ wine quality is too bad?  This body inherited her habits, even the bad drinks?

    She was as stiff as an iron plate, not daring to move. She was afraid that Feng Qu would say something even more terrifying, so she didn't even have the courage to turn around and look at him.

    "You also said that you are famous in Rongcheng, and in the future you will" He swallowed the second half of the sentence meaningfully.

    Gu Ming could not wait to lift Feng Qu off his feet and shake him out, shaking out the second half of what he had swallowed: "Young Marshal, how could you talk like that?" She laughed dryly: "I must have said that.  Will you make a fortune in the future? This has been my dream for a long time!"

    "No."

    Feng Qu directly denied her speculation, stopped the massage, and patted her shoulder: "It's already noon, and I still smell of wine. Let's wash up quickly. Let's go out for dinner. We have an appointment tonight." Forced end  Her speculation.

    Gu Ming got up and went to wash up. After taking two steps, he heard Feng Qu on the sofa behind him asking: "Am Ming, what did you lie to me?"

    She was so frightened that she almost staggered: "Young Marshal, do you believe what a drunkard says?" She tried hard to recall what she said when she was drunk, but she drank too much and had no memory of how she got back to the hotel, let alone what she said.  if.

    Feng Qu didn¡¯t know whether he believed it or not, so he said in a long tone: ¡°Oh.¡±

    As the hot water rushed down, Gu Ming held her head and wanted to punch a hole in the wall to hide it.

    While applying soap, she speculated from Feng Qu's reaction that with his violent temper, if she said something serious, there was a possibility that she would fall out on the spot, so how could he massage her gently and speak calmly?  It's not like I heard any rebellious remarks at all.

    No matter how outrageous she said when she was drunk, Feng Qu's attitude gave her reassurance.

    Once Gu Ming figured it out, she put aside her worries, happily bathed and freshened up, put on a plain cheongsam, combed her hair neatly and let it down, put on a light lipstick, and came out of the bedroom full of energy.

    Feng Qu pulled her and looked her up and down. He still remembered that when she first came to him, she still had a little baby fat on her face. Unexpectedly, half a year later, she had lost her childishness, and her facial features were more refined, with a small face like a melon seed.  With big watery eyes, if Tang Ping hadn't raided her nest, who would have imagined that Mr. Rongcheng was the little girl in front of him???

    "Let's go." He took her hand and promised generously: "Whatever you want to eat today, we will eat whatever you want. It's all up to you."

    Gu Ming was already a little guilty, but Feng Qu was surprisingly easy to talk to, which made her even more upset. Based on the facts, she reasoned: "Young Marshal, are you can't you forgive me in any way?"

    Feng Qu almost slapped her against the wall - who did the wrong thing?

    He endured it again and again, feeling that it was even more irritating than arguing with those old oil men at the military government meeting. The expression on his face was inexplicably complicated and changed several times. Finally he was able to talk to her calmly: "Why?  It¡¯s not that you can¡¯t help me, but that I can¡¯t help you?¡±

    Gu Ming spoke eloquently: "Men usually go out to flirt with women, and they are always eager to make amends to the women at home, either spending money or time to erase the guilt in their hearts." She made a gesture of gratitude:  "I'm not the young marshal's wife, but the young marshal still considers me so much. I'm so touched that I can't even be broken into pieces in return! You're so kind to me!"

    She hugged Feng Qu¡¯s arm tightly and never let go, looking like a happy little woman loved by a man.

    ¡ª¡ªJust pretend!

    Feng Quxin said: If it could shed a few tears, it would be more real!

    In the past, she would come out with sweet words casually. Once she put on a sincere expression and sometimes added a few tears, Feng Qu believed her completely. He always felt that such a young girl was always docile and well-behaved, but she was abandoned by her own father as a pawn, and her life experience was pitiful.  , how can you lie to people?

    Facts have proved that he was completely mistaken!

    He lowered his head and looked at her with a half-smile, "Really? Then why do you thinkwhy should I rush to compensate you?"

    Gu Ming looked up at his handsome and extraordinary face, thinking of his ups and downs in marriage to Yin Zhenzhu, and suddenly felt blessed in her heart: "Is the young marshal going to marry Miss Yin? You were afraid that I would be sad, so you brought me to Shanghai.  To relax?"

    She was almost amazed by her guess - only someone like her, who knew the direction of the plot in advance, could guess what Feng Qu was going to do next.

    Feng Qu smiled and said nothing, letting her express herself freely.

    Gu Ming thought she had guessed correctly, so her considerate concubine immediately took over and said in a tragic voice that made her skin crawl all over the floor, "Young Marshal, you and Miss Yin are getting married. I  As long as my heart is full of blessings, I will never be sad! Miss Yin loves the young commander, and the young commander only has Miss Yin in his eyes. The young commander does not have to worry about me, I I don¡¯t ask for anything, I just want to be by the young commander¡¯s side.  It¡¯s a small corner that allows little me to stay. It¡¯s good that I can see the young commander¡¯s happiness!¡±

    What a standard green tea line!

    After she said this line borrowed from Grandma Qiong Yao, her teeth were sore as expected.

    ¡°However, straight men have always liked Grandma Qiong Yao¡¯s tricks, especially Feng Qu, a fighter among straight men.

    Sure enough, after hearing what she said, Feng Qu's expression changed. He stared down at her with such a solemn expression that he almost took the oath in front of the priest. He said: "A Ming, don't worry, I will do it no matter what."  I won¡¯t leave you behind! No matter who I marry, there will always be a place for you by my side!¡±

    At that moment, her expression was not well hidden, and she looked like she had swallowed feces by mistake.  But it only took a second, so fast that he thought it was his illusion. She quickly became his well-behaved concubine. Tears of gratitude filled her eyes, and she was choked with sobs: "Young Marshal¡ª¡ª" She lowered her head and said  Get into his arms and act like a baby.

    Gu Ming: Damn, did he take the wrong medicine today?  Why do you look at me with Yin Zhenzhu¡¯s exclusive eyes?

    Unable to bear his scorching gaze, she could only hide in his arms.

    Where she couldn't see him, Feng Qu smiled sarcastically, put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered softly, just like every husband who loves his wife: "We will go shopping for clothes and jewelry after dinner. The weather is a bit cold.  Come on, I¡¯ll buy you some fur coats so you don¡¯t get cold.¡±

    Gu Ming didn¡¯t even dare to raise her head. She said lowly and shyly, ¡°I listen to the Young Marshal.¡±

    The two people walked out of the room, and two adjutants in plain clothes followed them. They walked through the long corridor of the hotel, took the elevator downstairs, and got into a car waiting at the gate.

    Feng Qu seemed to be in a good mood. When he saw Gu Ming staring out the window, he pointed out to her: "That's the newly opened Grand Guangming Cinema. I've made an appointment with someone tonight. I'll take you to see a movie when I'm free tomorrow."  .I heard that there are many imported foreign films, let¡¯s go and watch them too.¡±

    Gu Ming's life in Rongcheng is monotonous. He meets the same route every day, and occasionally goes shopping with Guan Meiyun, which is considered relaxing.  Occasionally, I would disguise myself and go to the newspaper office out of fear, as if I had done something bad, I would be afraid of being discovered, and I would have to worry about planning for the future. My nerves would always be tense, and I had never played without any worries.

    She said happily: "Okay, okay, let's go see a movie tomorrow! Is there any other fun place that the young marshal can go with me to play?"

    Feng Qu was as gentle as a real person: "It's all up to you."

    If Tang Ping were around, he would probably be so shocked that his jaw would drop, and he would mistakenly think that there is something wrong with the young marshal's brain. He was deceived by his concubine and still obeyed her.

    Where is the still resolute and decisive Marshal Feng in the army?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??I was worried about being discovered, and I had to plan hard for the future. My nerves were always tense. I had never played without any worries.

    She said happily: "Okay, okay, let's go see a movie tomorrow! Is there any other fun place that the young marshal can go with me to play?"

    Feng Qu was as gentle as a real person: "It's all up to you."

    If Tang Ping were around, he would probably be so shocked that his jaw would drop, and he would mistakenly think that there is something wrong with the young marshal's brain. He was deceived by his concubine and still obeyed her.

    Where is the still resolute and decisive Marshal Feng in the army?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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