A sweet military marriage, Reborn 1980’s hot daughter-in-law is in charge

He whispered softly, and his eyes were not as cold as before, but looked a bit like the arrogant little white cat raised by Zhou Zhaozhao's mother-in-law next door.

On weekdays, when others play with it, it always looks very cold.

But every time Zhou Zhaozhao comes back, he will happily come over and want Zhaozhao to touch him and hug him.

At this time, Yang Weili's behavior made Zhou Zhaozhao suddenly think of that cat.

But when he thought about this person lying to him and not telling her that he was injured now, Zhou Zhaozhao became angry.

"Really?" She glanced at Yang Weili who was walking beside her with her almond-shaped eyes, "Isn't it going to damage the dignity of Captain Yang if I beat you and scold you here?"

Yang Weili choked again.

It seems that this girl's anger will not be relieved for a while.

"No," Yang Weili said with a faint smile, "In front of you, I will let you do whatever you want."

But... the question is how could Zhou Zhaozhao beat him here?

"I didn't mean to lie to you on purpose," Yang Weili continued to explain, "The unit has regulations and you cannot tell these things to your family."

family?

Zhou Zhaozhao blushed a little at these three words, "I'm not a member of your family."

"Then don't be angry with me, okay?" Yang Weili said nicely, "Forgive me this time, okay?"

His voice was always low and magnetic, speaking so softly, it was like a feather was gently scratching her ears.

Itchy!

But Zhou Zhaozhao's aura was not like this at all.

She knew that the army had confidentiality regulations. When she saw Yang Weili, Zhou Zhaozhao also thought that he might be involuntarily.

She was angry that Yang Weili didn't tell her about his injury.

More probably, he was angry at his silly self in his previous life.

She always thought Yang Weili was dead and lived in self-blame and sadness.

Even after rebirth, the first time she saw Yang Weili, her heart still clenched in pain, filled with self-blame and regret.

Yang Weili didn't understand. He would never know what she had experienced in her previous life.

"Zhaozhao." Yang Weili suddenly put his hands on her shoulders, "Look at me, I'm Yang Weili."

The two walked side by side, and Yang Weili kept secretly paying attention to Zhou Zhaozhao's changes after he finished speaking.

But just now, he saw sadness and sadness on her face that he had never seen before.

There was even a moment when Yang Weili felt that that was not the Zhou Zhaozhao he knew.

He had felt this feeling occasionally before.

Yang Weili was a little scared, and he didn't even care about the discipline in the army. He put his hands on her shoulders, trying to make her come back to her senses quickly.

Zhou Zhaozhao did come to his senses, but then he heard a voice, "Which unit do you two belong to?"

It was such bad luck that the two of them met the pickets.

There were two pickets patrolling, one was a two-year soldier, and the other was a new recruit Danzi. The new recruit Danzi looked at Yang Weili's rank with a serious face, saluted and asked, "Chief, which unit are you from?"

Yang Weili, "..."

Zhou Zhaozhao blushed so much that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into the group.

"Two comrades, we were in a hurry just now. Can you give us a chance to make corrections?" Yang Weili said.

"Chief, which unit are you from?" Recruit Danzi continued to ask seriously.

"Zhang Yongfu," the second-year soldier called him and said to Yang Weili, "Chief, pay attention next time."

Just like that, Yang Weili was let go.

"Squad leader," Zhang Yongfu asked a second-year soldier in a low voice, "didn't you say last time that our picket team should treat everyone equally no matter what position they meet?"

"Shut up." The squad leader whispered, "He is from Snow Leopard. I will tell you when I get back."

The two of them were walking straight. When recruit Danzi heard the word "Snow Leopard", his eyes were filled with stars, and he forced himself not to look back.

"Zhou Zhaozhao," when he arrived at the office, Yang Weili called her name and said seriously, "you told me before that two people should be honest with each other when getting along."

"What are you angry with me for?" he asked in a low voice.

He lied to her and didn't tell her the truth, but at that time, because of his identity, he couldn't tell her.

"I'm not angry." Zhou Zhaozhao said.

At first she was angry that she had lied to him, but now she wasn't.

She doesn't know what she is angry about?

He seemed to have been injured in his previous life.

But what do you want her to say?

"Then tell me, how can I coax you not to be angry?" Yang Weili sighed, lowered his head and said patiently.

"Then let me ask you," Zhou Zhaozhao looked up at him, "Why are you here?"

Yang Weili paused.

Zhou Zhaozhao became even more angry and walked out, saying, "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

She didn't even know that.

"Don't be angry." Yang Weili hugged her from behind, "I said she was hurt."

"When did it happen?" she asked with a cold face.

"Just...just the last time." Yang Weili whispered, "But I'm fine now."

"Weren't we your colleagues last time in the hospital?" she asked, "Where are you injured? Let me see."

"Zhaozhao," Yang Weili took her hand, "Do you really want to see it?"

Zhou Zhaozhao was stunned, but still nodded, "It depends."

She doesn't feel relieved if she doesn't look at her.

Yang Weili reluctantly took off his breeches and military uniform, and when he unbuttoned his shirt, he glanced at her and saw that although she was blushing, she had no intention of stopping.

"The back was injured by shrapnel." He lifted his back up, and a small part of his back was covered with pitted wounds. "Although it looks a little ugly, it's not serious."

"Otherwise, I won't stop telling you these days." Yang Weili coaxed her in a low voice, "I came back here because I have performed several missions in a row, and my superiors have approved a period of rest."

For them, rest means returning to their original unit.

As soon as he finished speaking, a trembling hand was placed on his back, and Yang Weili stiffened.

In his previous life, Zhou Zhaozhao had never seen his back injured.

"It's really okay," Yang Weili smiled, "It's just a bit ugly."

"It must be very painful." She said distressedly, "It's not ugly, not ugly at all."

"Zhaozhao, all your mistakes are my fault, please don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm sorry for making you sad," he said softly.

Zhou Zhaozhao felt even more uncomfortable. She shook her head helplessly and soon discovered a new problem.

"So, you came back because of me?" She was a little shocked.

Yang Weili rubbed her head lovingly, "Half and half."

Maybe, I really want to take a rest.

But more importantly, I wanted to spend more time with her.

"If you get hurt in the future, don't hide it from me." She whispered, "I won't be angry."

Yang Weili, "Then if you let me hug you, I will know that you are really not angry anymore?"

Zhou Zhaozhao, "..."