Chapter 415: Predestined (Extra 1)

The life of the military academy did not affect the boudoir.

She is as delicate as a lily, which makes people can't help but want to take care of her.

During the summer vacation, the boudoir took off her military uniform and changed into a white suspender cotton skirt. At the age of 22, she looked like a child of seventeen or eight. Her dark hair was scattered behind her and walked to a villa area in the capital. The tall tree of three people in the four places blocked the direct sunlight and let people walk on the road There is also an extra comfort.

A black sports car stopped next to the boudoir. The window fell. When he saw the people inside, the boudoir raised the corners of his lips, and two dimples gushed out, "Second brother."

"If you get in the car, you won't be afraid of the sun at noon." Luo Aijun's blame is full of doting.

The boudoir smiled and opened the back door and sat in, without saying much.

The little daughter of the Luo family doesn't know how to follow her nature. Even if the soy sauce is poured out, she will also slowly help her. She is too quiet and doesn't talk much. She smiles at you when you say anything, which makes people can't help but feel sad.

This is the house of the Luo family in Beijing. Luo Aijun came here for further study. When the two brothers and sisters arrived at home, they saw several people sitting in the hall and a strange man.

There is no smile on the knife-cut face. Sitting there like an iceberg, it is just right in summer, so that people can't feel the heat.

"My boudoir, meet me. This is Qingshan. I played at our house when I was a child." As soon as Zhang Guilan's words fell, Fan Qingshan got up and nodded to his boudoir.

"Hello." He is in a high-end suit, but he is decorating his clothes, so much like his clothes.

"Qingshan will stay for a few days when he returns to China this time. I said let him live at home." Zhang Guilan called Fan Qingshan again, "Sit down, you're not an outsider."

After Fan's father retired, the family emigrated abroad. Fan Qingshan did not join the army, but studied finance and finally opened his own company. It has gradually become one of the few large listed companies. This time I came back to talk about cooperation with domestic companies.

Now Fan Qingshan is 32 years old, and his whole body exudes the smell of a mature man. Dealing with people makes his eyes look at people with a touch of sharpness. There is also the domineering spirit of those who have been in power for a long time.

My brother-in-law lives in his own house. Of course, Luo Aijun has no objection. He sat in the sofa next to his boudoir and pulled out an orange. "When do you have time to go back to the north to see your sister and Yaya? Your sister is still talking about it."

Fan Luoluo gave birth to a girl. She is 16 years old this year and is in high school.

"Let's do it for a while." Fan Qingshan didn't say much, and his eyes swept over his boudoir.

After the call in, the boudoir glanced at Fan Qingshan except for her mother's introduction. I didn't look at him again, and I didn't even say anything. I just lowered my head and pulled out the orange seriously, but her movements were very slow, and Luo Aijun picked up all of them. She was still fighting with oranges, and then half of the oranges were pulled out by Luo Aijun, and the one picked by Luo Aijun was handed over to her boudoir.

The boudoir raised her chin and smiled at her brother, then lowered her head and ate it seriously.

Zhang Guilan looked aside and shook her head, "You spoil her like this. What can you do if she gets married in the future?"

Seeing her daughter, Zhang Guilan couldn't help worrying.

"What's the worry about that? It's enough to marry a boudoir. Luo Aijun didn't care at all and joked, "Didn't Zhou Aiyue's son chase after his boudoir every day and said he wanted to marry his boudoir?" It's a little small, but I think that boy is good.

After listening to her son's words, Zhang Guilan laughed and scolded, "Zhou Song is three years younger than Yaya. He is only thirteen years old this year. What do you know? The boudoir is nine years older than him.

"Nine years old is not old. How many little girls are looking for more than ten years older than themselves? I don't think it's a problem."

"That's when men are bigger than women. How can women be bigger than men?" Zhang Guilan knew that her son was a crooked truth. How many days do you have to go back? It's summer vacation. Let Luoluo come here with Yaya. Your father has been tagging about it for the past two days.

After the last injury, when the boudoir went to the military academy, Luo Jijun offered to move to Beijing to live. Zhang Guilan knew that he was still afraid of his injury.

"Then let the two of them come here." Luo Aijun didn't have any opinion.

After hearing this, Zhang Guilan went to call and said, "I don't know if your eldest brother and your sister-in-law can bring the children."

"They can't come. My eldest brother's task is heavy now. It's not that you don't know that he is not at home all year round. There are more things in my sister-in-law's army. Let the children bring them here during the summer vacation."

Luo Aiguo's wife is also from the army and an instructor. Whenever a recruit joins the army, she is the busiest. She needs to mobilize everyone and psychological counseling.

After listening to her son's words, Zhang Guilan thought it was reasonable, so she told her to bring her grandson on the phone.

Looking at the Luo family being so lively for the trivial things at home, Fan Qingshan frowned, but his eyes seemed to sweep on the boudoir's body. Over the years, what impressed him most was this fat girl. He didn't expect that the fat girl in those years was no longer fat and weak.

Until Luo Jijun came back, Zhang Guilan went to cook, and a group of people moved to the dinner table again. The boudoir did not open her mouth, quiet like the air that did not exist.

After dinner, the boudoir went for a walk like a long time, Fan Qingshan went to the company, and the two went out at the same time.

Fan Qingshan's car was parked in front of the villa. He got on the car and left first. The boudoir walked out alone. When he walked to the shade of the tree, he saw Fan Qingshan's car parked there. He tilted his head and thought for a moment. The boudoir did not lean over. He just thought

But Fan Qingshan in the car came down, went straight to the boudoir, and stopped in front of him, "Do you have nothing to say when you see me?"

Fan Qingshan pulled the collar, "What kind of person are you going to marry in the future? Or do you expect your family to protect you for the rest of your life?

The girl's calm face finally reacted, and the two frowns frowned.

Fan Qingshan's slender fingers gently raised his boudoir's chin, "You can chase me. If you ask, I can take care of you like your family."

The boudoir shook off his hand, "It's insane."

"Has the domestic cat become a wild cat?" Fan Qingshan sneered.

Before the boudoir refuted, she pulled the boudoir into her arms hard and bullied her with a wild and predatory kiss. The hot kiss made the boudoir stare at the man in front of her with wide eyes and couldn't believe looking at him.

From daze to resistance. Then she was finally imprisoned until the end of the kiss. The boudoir gasped and her eyes were full of tears. But I tried my best not to let it go.

"It's really sweet." Fan Qingshan raised a touch of mockery, "It's sweeter than that woman."

The boudoir's slap was pushed away by Fan Qingshan. Fan Qingshan looked coldly, "My sister just had an idea back then and was humiliated by your family. Isn't it uncomfortable today? This is what your family owes my sister, and now it's even.

"Bastard." The boudoir has suffered this grievance since she was a child, and scolded at Fan Qingshan's back.

In exchange for Fan Qingshan's light smile, he drove away.

The boudoir is not in the mood to take a walk. He went home with red eyes, and the man of the Luo family gathered around at a glance, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay. The sand went into my eyes." The boudoir said that she was tired and went upstairs.

Although she doesn't like to talk, she also knows that she can't say what happened today. Otherwise, there will be a quarrel between the second brother and the second sister-in-law, and the relationship between the two will break down.

She lay down to **. Thinking of that kiss, her first kiss was taken away by revenge. The boudoir angrily hammered the bed with her fist. She was really crazy. Obviously, the man was very hateful. How could I still remember that kiss?

While angry at his own thoughts, he wiped his mouth hard and didn't stop until it was red and swollen.

On the night of Sanli Street, Fan Qingshan sat in the corner of a bar, with a enchanting woman in his arms, no matter how the woman twisted her body. Fan Qingshan looked at the dance floor with a calm face. After confirming several times, he pushed the woman in his arms down and went straight to the dance floor.

My boudoir has never been to such a place since she was a child. Today, I called her for my classmate's birthday. She just came here, but she was soon separated from her friends. The dazzling light made her unable to see where it was at all.

Look at the clothes she is wearing. The dress she wears during the day is like a mudless lotus flower in such a place, which attracts many men to surround her.

Until Fan Qingshan appeared, he pulled her out of the bar.

"Rep go of me." I didn't expect to meet him again here. The boudoir shook off the hand on her arm hard, but it could only make him hold it tighter.

In the end, he didn't struggle at all. He threw himself into the car, and then when he sat in the car at the same time, the boudoir bit his lip and said, "Thank you today."

Fan Qingshan didn't say anything, started the car and went out.

Now Fan Qingshan lives in Luo's house, and her boudoir doesn't think much about it. Besides, after what happened just now, she also wants to go home. In a daze, she felt that the car had stopped, so she opened her eyes, but she was stunned.

"Where is this?" It's not home at all.

"Get out of the car. Or I'll hold you down." After leaving the words, Fan Qingshan got out of the car.

He can really do what he says.

The boudoir hesitated for a moment, and then got out of the car. She thought that Fan Qingshan did not dare to kill herself, but it was in those years. Besides, he also retaliated, and the two of them entered a villa one after another.

As soon as the light was on, the boudoir was full of confidence. He didn't take a step forward, "Where is this? It's too late. I have to go home."

Fan Qingshan walked upstairs and didn't look back. "I live in the room at the end of the corridor. You can choose the rest."

If you leave the words, the person will disappear behind the stairs.

Don't go home at night?

Where did the boudoir do this kind of thing? When she saw the phone in the living room, she walked over, but as soon as she took it, she found that she had no connection with me, but when she came out at night, she forgot to bring her mobile phone. It was all because of Fan Qingshan upstairs, otherwise she would not have forgotten to

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