[Pretender] The North-South Flyover that year

Rescuing Mingtai and aiding Mingcheng all night long, he was extremely exhausted after a sleepless night.After dealing with official duties all morning, Wang Yiqiu was summoned by Fujita Yoshimasa to a special high-level class before he even had a bite of lunch.

The name is to discuss countermeasures, but in fact it is a series of scolding.The attack on the labor camp itself is not a major event, but what is frightening is that the military command and the underground|party have such power.

The New Fourth Army and the guerrillas had already caused the Japanese a lot of headaches. Coupled with the "poisonous scorpion" that turned out to be out of nowhere, the entire extra-high school was in chaos.Fujita Yoshimasa's anger, without warning, spread on the head of the Supervision Department.

Fujita Yoshimasa attached great importance to the interception of prisoners of war in labor camps.When he came out of the super high class, Wang Yiqiu only felt that his eardrums were numb from the shock.

In other words, you are not afraid of god-like opponents, but pig-like teammates.It doesn't matter whether Cheng and Minglou regard her as a teammate, but Liang Zhongchun, a little expert at disrupting the situation, can make her angry enough.

Liang Zhongchun's private business dealings were not clean, and Wang Yiqiu knew it well.However, she never expected that at such a critical moment, he would dare to participate in the trade of labor and prisoners of war.Now that this incident happened, the special high school began to clean up the interior.However, she was already a grasshopper on the same rope with Liang Zhongchun, and she couldn't just sit idly by, there was a lot of mess waiting for her to clean up, but Minglou and Mingcheng suddenly fell silent.

It's not like she didn't have this feeling, Minglou and Mingcheng began to avoid her deliberately.Whether it's a labor camp thing or something else.

Walking on the streets extending in all directions, looking at the bustling crowd, Wang Yiqiu always felt a sense of disobedience, but he couldn't grasp the source of this strange feeling.

The premonition of uneasiness reached its peak, and it was Mingcheng's sudden invitation.

It was the rented couple's restaurant again. As usual, when Yiqiu arrived, Mingcheng had already arrived.

Mingcheng was wearing a brown suit and a black overcoat neatly draped over the back of the chair. When Yiqiu came in, Mingcheng got up to greet him with a smile on his face.

With Mingcheng's head shining brightly under the light, Wang Yiqiu, who was getting started, put things away, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you still waxing?"

Mingcheng paused, looked at his head, raised his eyebrows and replied, "Why, no."

"No, I'm just curious." Yiqiu took his seat, raised his chin, and looked suspicious: "Tell me, what are you trying to plot against me?"

It was already late when I came out of the special high school in the afternoon. I received Mingcheng's invitation to go back and tidy up, and it was already evening when I came out again.Now the two are sitting in the dining room, the moon is shining brightly, the night breeze is blowing, the atmosphere that should have been ambiguous seems cold.

With Qiu resting his elbows on the dining table, in front of him was an exquisite steak and rich red wine.But she is not a little bird, and she is capable and capable, making this dinner atmosphere that outsiders seem to be ridiculed vividly and delicately.

Mingcheng lifted the red wine glass in front of Yiqiu and handed it to Yiqiu. His slender fingers held the glass, which looked very shiny under the light: "What? It's just a meal, I'm too defensive."

"Eat?" Yiqiu arched his head exaggeratedly: "Dude, it's always good to eat here. I have a shadow, okay?"

Puchi laughed out loud, Mingcheng hadn't seen such a vivid expression on Yiqiu's face for a long time.Yiqiu didn't care about Mingcheng's reaction, took the glass of red wine, drank it down, and gave Mingcheng a provocative look.

Mingcheng nodded, raised his glass, and drank it down with a smile: "It was my negligence, next time I will definitely change to a better place."

Shrugging his shoulders, he accepted Mingcheng's words.Looking around, there is no change. It is similar to when the two came here a few months ago, except that some exquisite handicrafts have been added.

After receiving Mingcheng's official dinner invitation, although she was full of doubts, she went home and dressed up specially.He took off his usual leather suit and put on a soft jasmine windbreaker, a pair of linen-colored trousers, and a red shirt—if it wasn’t for the indelible coldness in his eyes Lie, full of "professional" atmosphere.She is like a student who just walked out of the academy, ignorant of the world, pure and lovely.

While cutting the steak on the plate, Mingcheng looked at the silent Wang Yiqiu without any trace.

Her countenance has actually changed quite a bit compared to the past.Dressing style, speech and conversation, there is almost no similarity with the past.If he didn't really know her identity, he probably wouldn't have believed that she, who was flamboyant and presumptuous, would be rigorous and serious like she is today.

Seeing that she was dressed in plain color, what appeared in front of her eyes was her former flaming red body.Prosperous cheongsam...even if it is calm, it is astonishing.When I grow up, the plain color turns out to be brighter.

Mingcheng's eyes became more and more unscrupulous, and a thin layer of pimples appeared on the place he swept by. She was born petite, but Mingcheng was taller, and even if she was sitting, she was taller than her. Looking down like this, Let her bask in the baptism of his sight.

Until the steak on her plate was riddled with holes, Wang Yiqiu's hands paused, she raised her head and grinned, showing flamboyant little canine teeth: "What are you looking at, am I the steak on your plate?"

Her face used to be very clear, but since she came back this time, she has been with her day and night, but Wang Yiqiu has always been surrounded by a tulle, hazy.But now, the moment she raised her head to demonstrate against him, she suddenly became enlightened, and her bright face made him feel that she didn't seem to have changed much.

A knowing smile that broke through the melancholy state of mind: "How can that be, Minister Wang looks much more temperamental than steak."

After a pause, Wang Yiqiu sat up straight, completely unaware of what kind of nerves the opposite Mingcheng had today: "That's ridiculous, how can I compare to steak, at least it can fill the stomach."

"Minister Wang is also pretty and delicious..."

Seeing Mingcheng's slippery appearance, Wang Yiqiu felt that his facial nerves were almost twisted together.

"Mingcheng, are you out of your mind when you go out today?" She raised her smooth forehead and asked seriously.

She always likes to talk about other people's brains, as long as she loses an argument with him, she will do it.Mingcheng is herself in front of Wang Yiqiu, because she is very real, as if she has left this era, and she can easily break through all the barriers and membranes, regardless of her identity or position.

Fantastic girl...a girl I've never seen before.

This is the girl that the young Mingcheng is tempted by, and also the child that the grown-up Mingcheng really cannot let go of.

"It's a little bit, I forgot my brain at home."

He left the chair, supported the table with one hand, raised her chin with the other, and then kissed her lips.

He suddenly approached his face, and before she could react, she felt his smell, his body temperature, and his breath.Warm breaths itched her cheeks one after another, like a girl being molested, Mingcheng raised her chin and asked for a kiss.The salty touch came from the taste buds, but it was mixed with honey that she had never tasted before. The sweetness made her dizzy, and it was like fireworks blooming in front of her eyes.

She wanted to open her mouth to say something, but at this moment, she felt his lips and tongue.The articulated teeth, which were forced to be pried open, flipped wantonly in the mouth.Only then did she realize how weak her so-called forced kiss was. Her kiss was like a child's bite, and his overbearing showed a man's outstanding talent in this area.

She should push him away, this is a beauty trick, this kiss is poisonous.

But she raised her hands, grabbed his collar, buried herself in his bosom, snuggled into his arms, and slowly closed her eyes, letting her completely fall into his scent.

Mingcheng opened his eyes, looked at the trembling eyelashes of Wang Yiqiu who was close at hand, let go of his hand on her chin, and clasped the back of her head instead.

"Something... out of control."

Mingcheng loves Wang Yiqiu, from admiration to guilt, from guilt to deep love.There is bloody national hatred and family hatred between them, but at this second, there is nothing.

"I love you."

The promise that Minglou could not give to Wang Manchun, Mingcheng could give to Wang Yiqiu.

The author has something to say: This chapter is considered sweet.

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