The thin mist of water slowly rose in the forest in the early morning. The green and green century-old trees spread their branches and leaves to form a large green net, blocking the scorching sunlight tightly outside. The colorful flowers under their feet, which are not named, gently swaying their weak but graceful figures in the breeze in the forest.

On the wide leaves formed by the wind and sun, dewdrops formed by crystal mist slowly dripped along the leaf veins, shining with colorful colors in the morning sun.

The chirping birds cheered loudly, shaking their wings covered with colorful feathers, constantly jumping between the wide leaves, and cheerful singing spread throughout the forest.

A girl in a pink dress was running lightly in the woods in short sandals. The dewdrops on Asakusa wet her feet. She turned around and smiled softly, but there was a hint of worry between her eyebrows that could not be shaken.

"Soft, slow down." A girl who was like the girl in front shook her head helplessly and smiled. Her decent green military uniform further highlighted her beautiful figure. Her short hair with her ears brushed a few thin hair in the majesty. She smiled at the girl in front, her eyes full of love.

A moist and cool feeling came from the feet. The breeze in the forest in the early morning blew across his face, like a baby's delicate hands gently stroked his cheeks, and the whole person felt a sense of comfort. Zeng Rou closed her eyes and took a sip of fresh air. Her depressed mood seemed much better in an instant.

"Sister, come here." Zeng Rou greeted No. 9 gently.

No.9 walked to her with a smile, and cursed softly: "You wild girl, you're crazy endlessly. I was going to lead the team to patrol today, but now I'm fine, I've been interrupted by you."

Zeng Rou giggled, looked around mysteriously and said, "Come on, sister, let me touch it." No. 9 said in a daze: "What are you touching?"

Zeng Rou smiled and reached her hand to her chest and said, "Of course I'm touching here. I think it's appropriate?" No. 9 suddenly blushed like the fiery sun that had just revealed her head. Meiwei glared at her and cursed, "Damn girl, what are you talking about?"

Last night, the sisters were in the same bed, and Zeng Rou took out a few pieces of clothes she bought for her sister. No. 9 usually wears casual clothes. Zeng Rou also knows this. The two sisters are twins. Zeng Rou knows what she needs, so she bought her a few good underwear and forced her to try it.

"How is it, right?" Zeng Rou glanced at No. 9's bulging chest. No. 9 remembered the fumble of his sister on her body just now, and said with a red face: "What is suitable or not? You don't know my model."

Zeng Rou giggled and said, "I know the previous model, but I haven't seen it for so many months. Who knows if I have grown up?"

No.9 quickly cursed: "You're going to die, you're talking so loudly." Zeng Rou giggled, like a blooming flower in the forest.

No.9 glanced at her turbulent chest. Based on the girl's intuition, she felt soft and a little different. The most obvious feature was that her size is larger than before, and she has already caught up with her.

No.9 smiled and knocked on Zeng Rou's head, "Little girl, she has grown up." Zeng Rou was stunned for a moment. Why did her sister like to pat her head like him? She didn't understand Zeng Qian's meaning very much, and she said with a flat mouth: "What's the matter with growing up, you're just a few minutes older than me."

No.9 smiled and said, "You are also sister when you are one second older. Little girl, you have really grown up, huh." No.9 put his head in Zeng Rou's ear and said, "You used to be the size smaller than me, but now you are about the same as me. We can change our underwear. Let me explain, little girl, is there any adventure?"

Zeng Rou blushed, secretly glanced at her sister's breasts and compared her own. It was all his fault. Even her sister could see it now. Her face turned red, but she looked dark when she thought of him. Seeing her sister smiling so happily, she could not steal her sweetheart.

"Where is it? It's just a little bigger than before, so it's not that exaggerated." Zeng Rou said shyly, but in his heart he remembered the scene of being with him. He missed him a little sadly, and his face seemed to be burning. This was all his credit.

Zeng Rou secretly spat at herself, what are you thinking? He is my sister's sweetheart. He and him are over. He and his sister are the most perfect couple.

"Rourou, you haven't told me yet, why did you suddenly stop class? I came here to see me? I heard someone brag about my never skipping classes in college." No. 9 joked with a smile.

Zeng Rou smiled embarrassedly, but her thoughts flew to the past few days. She was determined to never miss him again, but she didn't know what to do. Seeing him waiting on his way to and from school every day, she always felt a sweet and sour feeling in her heart. This feeling made her unable to sleep at night without knowing the taste. Sweetness and pain were like a steel needle that tormented her from time to time.

When she could no longer bear this feeling, she thought of coming to Zeng Qian. Even if she couldn't solve any problem, she could at least calm her mind and make the fickle guy nervous, otherwise he would really think that he was easy to bully.

Even though that is said, Zeng Rou finds it difficult to control herself from thinking about that person, her first love, her first man and the only man, how could she forget it easily?

Whenever she thinks of this, Zeng Rou always feels like steel needles pricking her chest tightly. The pain in her bones makes her a little out of control.

"I've been too bored these days and really don't want to go to class anymore." Zeng Rou said with a smile reluctantly: "Besides, you know that the second boy of the Chen family has been pestering me all day long, and I'm so annoyed that I'm just here to let go."

No.9 smiled gently and said, "If you don't like Jialuo, you should make it clear to him as soon as possible, so as not to delay others."

Zeng Rou smiled bitterly and said, "I've said it at least a hundred times. Let's not talk about me anymore, talk about you. Chen Jiashu will pester you yet, but he has chased you here. I also heard from your platoon leader Wang Gang that he is going to build a wooden building next to your camp. It seems that he is preparing to fight for a long time."

No.9 shook his head and said, "Jiashu grew up in our courtyard when he was a child. I understand his thoughts, but I will never fall in love with anyone else again in my life. When he came, I had already told him clearly, but Jiashu just didn't listen. I heard that he was building a building next to him. He said that he would stay for two days a month. I was too lazy to tell him, he would do whatever he wanted, just hope he would not disturb my peaceful life."

"What if another person comes?" Zeng Rou looked at her sister: "If it were another person, would you be very welcome?"

No.9's face turned blushed and shouted: "Die Ni, what are you saying, what other person, you're not ashamed." No.9's heart slowly showed that familiar shadow. If he could be with him every day, what a happy thing would be. But if he tied him here like this, it would be like a strong eagle tied with wings and lost the opportunity to soar. Let him fly as much as he wants. He will always keep the most peaceful harbor for him. This may be the greatest happiness of a woman.

Zeng Rou saw Zeng Qian's cheeks flushed and fell into meditation. She knew what she was thinking without guessing. She felt a little sad. She sighed softly, bit her lip, held No. 9's arm, and gently leaned her head on her shoulder and said, "Sister, the environment here is so good. No wonder you are willing to stay here. If it were me, I would rather stay here."

No.9 smiled and shook her head, saying, "No matter how good the scenery is, it depends on who you are with."

Zeng Rou looked at her and said, "Who do you like to be with?" Zeng Qian gently stroked her hair and said, "Damn girl, I want to mess with my words, there is no way."

Zeng Rou sighed softly and said, "If you don't say it, I know, you want to be with No. 1 and Yu Yan, right?" No. 9 blushed and gently hit her, "Damn girl, no big or small, I'm your sister." Thinking of her never told her Yu Yan's name, she asked quickly: "How did you know his name? Did your father or mother tell you, they are really."

Zeng Rou saw the shy and happy expression on her sister's face, and felt bitter in her heart, and shook her head and said, "It was not what they told me, it was me who knew him myself."

No. 9 said: "You know No. 1? How do you know? Are you familiar with it?"

Zeng Rou's nose felt sore. He remembered the things he tried hard to forget, and nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I know him, so familiar." Not only is he familiar, but he is even more intimate than his sister. Unfortunately, all these have passed. From now on, he and him may be passers-by. Maybe in the near future, he will call him brother-in-law.

Thinking of himself calling his brother-in-law, Zeng Rou's heart seemed to fall into an ice cellar, her whole body became cold and her face was scary.

Seeing that her face turned red and white, Zeng Qian hurriedly said, "Rou Rou, are you okay?"

Zeng Rou forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. Don't you know how I met him?" Zeng Rou smiled sweetly and slowly told him about his acquaintance. Although more than a month has passed, everything seems to have happened yesterday.

Zeng Rou felt like she was walking again in that journey of mind. The feeling of reliving was so beautiful that she gradually became addicted to it, as if she saw him smiling again, unconsciously holding her hands tightly, and tears slowly accumulated in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing her devoted appearance, a feeling of uneasiness arose in her heart. When No. 9 thought of what she said to her when she came to the outpost, she slowly became confused. Seeing Zeng Rou crying, she hurriedly said, "Rourou, what's wrong with you?"

Zeng Rou quickly shook her head and said, "It's nothing, sister, you will definitely be with him in the future, right?" Zeng Qian didn't answer the question, stared into her eyes and said, "Rourou, are you hiding something from me? Is it number one--"

"No, no," Zeng Rou was panicked and shook her head quickly, "I have nothing to do with him. Sister, don't think about it." Zeng Qian frowned and said, "I know how to do things No. 1. I will never be vague in major matters, but I don't care much about minor matters. He must have something to upset you."

"No, no, he treats me very well." Zeng Rou shouted hurriedly, and she grabbed Zeng Qian's hand and said, "Sister, you must be with him, sure."

No.9 clapped her hand and smiled and said, "Why are you more nervous than me? I know No.1's personality very well. He will definitely do what he said. I will wait for him to come."

Zeng Qian's face was filled with a happy smile from the bottom of her heart. Zeng Rou felt a sense of misery in her heart. She couldn't help but lean her head on her sister's shoulder and sobbed gently: "Sister, if, if one day, I did something that I was sorry for you, would you forgive me?"

This was exactly the same as Yu Yan's problem that day. No. 9 felt a sudden smile and hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Silly girl, you are my sister. You can't discuss anything. If you say anything worthy of it, I'm sorry, no matter what it is, my sister will not let you suffer any grievance."

Zeng Rou felt excited and hugged her shoulder and cried, "Sister, you are so nice, don't worry, I'm fine."

No.9 grabbed Zeng Rou's shoulder and stared into her eyes and said, "Rou Rou, tell me, do you like No. 1?" Zeng Rou was shocked and shook her head quickly and said, "No, no, sister, don't guess, I won't like that annoying person, I hate him so much."

As she said that, her nose became more and more sore. She didn't dare to look at Zeng Qian's eyes. She buried her head on her shoulders, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Zeng Qian sighed softly. She knew Zeng Rou's temper. What she wanted to say was like pouring beans. Even if she didn't want to say, she couldn't even tell a word.

No. 9 gently stroked Zeng Rou's hair. One thing can be concluded. Something unusual must have happened between No. 1. I'm afraid there is a reason for No. 1 when she suddenly arrived.

No.9 glanced at his sister lovingly. If it was really like him, how should he deal with the relationship between his sisters and him? Whoever left would probably be the greatest harm to the other party, and No.1 would probably not be happy in his life. What should he do? No.9 frowned and thought tightly. The relationship between the three people was like a tangled twine, and he might not be able to be solved no matter how hard he did it.

Xiong Bing and Yu Yan had already gained insight into the initiative. According to his ideas, since he couldn't solve it, he should just tangle it tighter. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Zeng Qian was worried about the relationship between the three of them. What was greeted by the gentle sea breeze of Victoria Harbor and the redbud flag waving in the wind.

Hong Kong Island has been back for more than two months, and the celebration scene seems to be still in front of you. The national flag and the Bauhinia Flag are flying high. Yu Yan stood in the huge sky garden of the Victoria Harbor Hotel, stroking the delicate white jade carved railings in his hand, and staring silently intently into the distance.

The Victoria Harbor Hotel was built by the first governor of the Port after the Hong Kong Island fell into the hands of the British a hundred years ago. The entire building was painted white, shaped like a huge arch circle, or a semi-curved crescent moon, closely surrounding the estuary of Victoria Harbor. The hotel is built at the highest point of the estuary, facing the endless beautiful beaches and the rippling blue sea.

The fifth floor of the hotel is a huge sky garden with a swimming pool. Standing by the railings of the garden, you can overlook the panoramic view of Victoria Harbour. Yu Yan gently stroked the railings, and what fell into his eyes was such a harmonious view, with fine white beaches, blue sea water, low-flying seagulls, surfing windsurfings, howling speedboats, and a leisurely and abundant beach fun.

After the plane landed yesterday, they had already called Yu Zitong, and there was still no news from Zeng Rou. Yu Yan, who had calmed down, had guessed where Erya had gone. If the guess was good, the two sisters might be talking intimately at this time, but I don’t know how Zeng Rou would tell her to No. 9.

With No. 9's keen gaze, even if Zeng Rou wanted to hide it, she would probably see some signs more or less. I wonder how she would react.

His eyes gradually fell to the west. Yu Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. This matter will be revealed sooner or later. It is better now, and it will save many worries and make him feel fearless. Now he can be said to have nothing in his relationship. Everything depends on himself. Yu Yan feels like he is put to death and then he will live.

"Why, what are you feeling?" Old Fang's cheerful voice sounded behind Yu Yan. As Old Fang's most proud employer, all the expenses Yu Yan here are covered by Bao Qingxiang.

Yu Yan smiled slightly and said, "I am sighing that although Britain has snatched our land, it is undeniable that in the past hundred years, this small land has become a world of difference from the mainland, and our country still needs to work hard."

With Mr. Fang's age, he was naturally sophisticated. He nodded with great concern and smiled: "Mr. Yu is so young, but he has such a mind. In addition, the things Mr. Yu asked me to inquire have already come to an end."

"Oh, let's talk about it and see if it is consistent with my guess?" Yu Yan said with a smile.

Old Fang nodded and said, "The two night pearls auctioned before fell into the hands of the same buyer, and the buyer did not seem to have the intention to hide his identity. By investigating the source of funds, we can confirm that the buyer is from the Shenglong Group."
Chapter completed!