Chuanshu Group's favorite: burn a kiss between the eyebrows of the villain boss

Since this afternoon, Jiang Chengjue was going to the army to scout the progress of the training, for convenience, he was dressed in a military uniform at this time, with his favorite Browning pistol on his waist, which was passed down from his grandfather's generation. Father, passed to him before his father died.

Jiang Ye raised his head and stared at the tall man in front of him. After looking up for a long time, his neck felt a little sore. Jiang Chengjue raised his eyebrows, but finally knelt down in submission, "Tell Dad, what do you like?"

In his eyes, he just thinks that boys should be experienced from an early age and don't need to be spoiled too much, but girls are different, girls can be spoiled.

To be honest, Jiang Ye has always liked his father very much in his heart, but he can also feel that his father seems to like his younger sister more, so he doesn't dare to get close to his father.

He set his eyes on Browning on his waist, and did not speak, but his eyes were sincere and enthusiastic, as if he had already spoken the answer he wanted in his heart.

Jiang Chengjue was startled, "Do you want this gun?"

"En." Jiang Ye nodded.

He really didn't expect that his one-year-old son would be interested in guns.

Interesting, as expected of Jiang Chengjue's son.

From this moment on, the way Jiang Chengjue looked at Jiang Ye changed, "Okay, Dad will give you this Browning pistol now, you have to take good care of him, you know?"

Ye Jinshu was stunned, "Wait, are you really giving your son a gun? Is it too dangerous?" Her precious son is only one year old.

too exaggerated!

"It's okay, I'll take out the bullet." Jiang Chengjue moved his hand a few times on Browning, "However, Dad can't give away his baby too easily. Now I will take this gun apart. If you can Assemble it in 15 minutes and I'll give it to you, how about it? Can it be done?"

Jiang Chengjue looked at Jiang Ye with eyes full of encouragement and anticipation, as if he saw his childhood.

"Jiang Ye, Dad believes you can do it." Jiang Chengjue lovingly rubbed Jiang Ye's hair for the first time.

Jiang Ye was so happy that his father patted his head and said he believed him.

"Dad, I can do it." Jiang Ye took the pistol. Some people are born with extraordinary talents, even if he is only a one-year-old child.

Jiang Ye quickly assembled the pistol, and it took less than 6 minutes. In fact, he saw his father cleaning the pistol more than once, and saw him assembling the pistol many times, and he secretly wrote it down.

Everyone at the scene was stunned. Jiang Ye's talent was completely inherited from Jiang Chengjue.

"As expected of Jiang Chengjue's son, this pistol is yours from now on."

"Thank you, Dad." Jiang Ye was happy in his heart, and the next second, Jiang Chengjue picked him up and held him with one hand in his arms, "Let's go, go with Dad to the army to see the world."

"Big Brother, Second Brother... Sit down, the servant has prepared lunch, and there is a banquet tonight. I have to go to the army now, so I'll be leaving first."

"it is good--"

For the rest, Ye Jinshu stayed to entertain his brothers and sister-in-law.

As for Jiang Ye, being held in Jiang Chengjue's arms, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do, "Dad, I want to watch you shoot and shoot. The soldiers on TV are very handsome when they shoot."

The corner of Jiang Chengjue's mouth twitched, "Wait, Dad will show you something later, and Dad's movements are even more handsome than those on TV."

Jiang Ye opened his eyes wide. He believed in his father, and besides, his father's embrace felt so safe, and he liked——

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In March of the following year, Ye Huaicheng was on a business trip in Fandu City, and just after a social reception, when he came out of the hotel, suddenly, a figure slammed into his arms.

Ye Huaicheng's body trembled, his brows frowned, and he pulled the man out of his arms in the next second. Quan Peiling also realized that he really drank too much, he couldn't even walk steadily, and even bumped into someone else's arms.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to—"

He opened his eyes, dazedly, seeing Ye Huaicheng's gentle and dignified face, he immediately sobered up half a bit from the wine.

"Quan—Pei Ling?" Ye Huaicheng naturally knew the other party, after all, the other party was from the Quan family, and he became the president of Country A a year ago. Not only that, he and him...we've known each other since high school.

Quan Peiling smelled the breath of mint emanating from Ye Huaicheng's body, and was a little obsessed with it, and the grievance in his heart suddenly came out, "Ye Huaicheng, I really don't want to be this president, I'm really tired—" he said, the whole The person leaned into Ye Huaicheng's arms again. In fact, they were in the same school in junior high school. At that time, Ye Huaicheng was in the third year of high school and he was in the second year of high school.

He has a different feeling for him, but he has never said it out.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he still can't forget him. Ye Huaicheng is now in his 30s and hasn't married a wife and had children yet. Does it mean...he still has a chance?

Quan Peiling was thinking dizzily.

Ye Huaicheng frowned even deeper, "Are you drunk?"

"I didn't—" Quan Peiling muttered, Ye Huaicheng sighed, "Get in the car, I'll take you back, where do you live here?"

Quan Peiling was pulled into the car by Ye Huaicheng, he looked straight at the person who fastened his seat belt, and said, "I will live wherever you live—"

Ye Huaicheng, "..."

He had a terrible headache, "Quan Peiling!"

"Yes." Quan Peiling responded subconsciously.

In the end, Ye Huaicheng had no choice but to compromise and took Quan Peiling to his own apartment in Kyoto.

Fandu City is next door to Kyoto, and it takes three hours to drive there. Since his younger brothers and sisters settled down, and his father has also moved abroad, he seldom returns to his old house, but lives alone in an apartment bought outside.

After Ye Huaicheng threw Quan Peiling on the bed in the guest room, he wanted to turn around and leave. He felt that he was already very kind.

But Quan Peiling pulled Ye Huaicheng's shirt with his gallbladder, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Senior Ye—" He stood up, and then moved his lips to Ye Huaicheng's ear, "Can you hurt me again? once--"

Ye Huaicheng trembled all over, and his memory went back to the year when he was in the third year of high school. After a long time, he reached out and clasped Quan Peiling's waist, "Are you sure?"

"Well, it's always been you, from the beginning to the end, I just want you to hurt alone." Quan Peiling bit Ye Huaicheng's earlobe, and Ye Huaicheng turned back in the next second, "Since you took the initiative to find me, then don't regret--"

"Well, never regret it!"

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