Chapter 1290 (2/2)

She felt more and more attracted.

Did she not find out before, or did he become like this later?

-- Zhulin villa in B city.

The rojebs live here.

It is filled with the atmosphere of ancestors everywhere, no matter the decoration or decoration style, or the items inside.

Last time, in order to admire things, they led Tiantian back and saw everything they should see. So now, even if they didn't see the old ancestor this time, they know that the old ancestors must have traveled again and will come back soon.

Life in the two people's world is very comfortable. Lojeb is basking in the open balcony of the villa, overlooking the tall bamboo around him. In front of him is a cup of white coffee, an egg fried rice, a bowl of white rice porridge and a plate of pickled mustard.

This is his lunch.

His little crescent was made for him.

Although craftsmanship and qushiwen can't be compared, but for rojeb, this is the food that is hard to find in the world.

Lojeb turned off his cell phone.

Because he can think of it with his toes: in the taiwomb of the capital, there will inevitably be a dispute due to the arrival of the muyize couple.

They are old. It's nice to hide out and bask in the sun. They should be upset. Let the children be upset. Anyway, their children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

”Little Jeb!”

The sound of Ni sunset came from downstairs, followed by a series of anxious footsteps.

Lojeb quickly got up from the recliner and told the stairs, ”slow down, don't fall. What's the matter?”

He went there and saw Ni Xiyue climb up with his mobile phone, looking anxious.

Lojeb said displeased, ”I didn't ask you to turn it off!”

Ni Xiyue shakes his head and frowns eagerly: ”streamer! What a sleek phone! ”

Smell speech, Luo jiebu Mou is bright, take back the mobile phone quickly from her hand, the other hand did not forget to hold her, take her to walk toward the soft sunshine of the terrace together.

”Hello, streamer?”

”Little Jeb.” It's the sound of streamer, which sounds a bit lonely: ”I've done all the things I have to do now, but I caught a cold when I flew to Tibet. The cold on the plateau caused pulmonary edema. The holy power of Chubu temple, full of Buddhism, can't be exerted and can't change into an eagle, so I was treated like a human for a period of time. I don't have a passport, I don't have a certificate, I don't have a cell phone, I can't go back. I want to go back. ”

”Good!”

Rojeb's eyes are fixed!

-- capital airport.

She was dressed in an emerald military uniform, with a rank of one gang three on her epaulet.

He is now a deputy battalion commander, only waiting for the organization to give him the opportunity to make achievements in the war and then to step up. Of course, if he made a major subjective mistake, he would also be demoted or expelled from the military. The prince committed the same crime as the common people.

A direct flight from the capital of Ningguo to Lhasa, Tibet, China, is a long journey. It is impossible for military helicopters to cross the sea, climb mountains and mountains, and enter and exit the country.

Therefore, a prepared medium-sized airliner stops at the moment in front of tipping volume and comrades in arms.

He took over the letter of appointment from the organization, leaned out of the line, and gave a serious shout when he saluted: ”make sure to finish the task!”

The soldiers behind are united and follow: ”make sure to finish the task!”

The heroic spirit of the Iron-blooded men follows the golden sun, holy and solemn.