Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Les gave an order, and the whole person rushed in.

And Long Qingtian was slow to react for a moment, although he didn't have a second, but he was two meters away from Les.

Both of them are masters among masters. This competition field is not long in the first place. With a distance of two meters, the winner was decided immediately.

But even so, Long Qingtian was serious and used all his strength to complete the game.

Mo Jiu watched in horror.

Nima, why does Rice look like he is desperate?

And Brother Long Qingtian... Do you need to be so serious with an elder?what? ?

Mo Jiu was still hesitating who to cheer for, and the two reached the finish line.

Long Qingtian was a few tenths of a second late, but if you are late, you are late, and you can tell with the naked eye.

Les ran panting, grinning at Long Qingtian.

Mo Jiu immediately moved over. Les was in a bad mood today, so she came to Les's side in a doggy manner, and patted him on the back to comfort him.

After all, Rice is 50 years old. Although he can't tell from the outside, his physical strength is really not as good as Long Qingtian. Mo Jiu looked at him with a red face and felt distressed. He turned to look at Long Qingtian reproachfully: "Hey, brother, don't be so serious. ?”

Long Qingtian glanced at Rice, with a serious tone, "For the elders you admire, being serious is the way to respect the other party."

When Les heard this, he raised his head and laughed, "Baby girl, don't interfere with matters between men!"

Mo Jiu: ... Well, why does she feel that she is the redundant one now?

Long Qingtian bowed seriously to Rice, "Father-in-law, please tell me."

The loser has to promise the winner a condition.

Rice patted Long Qingtian's shoulder, and said in a serious tone, "Be nice to her."

Long Qingtian was taken aback.

Rice continued: "She has been suffering since she was a child, and I hope she will not suffer any grievances in the future."

Long Qingtian's eyes deepened.

Do not suffer any grievances.

How could a woman not be wronged in her whole life?

Compromise with the family, with the man, with the children, this requirement is indeed very difficult to fulfill.

Long Qingtian is a soldier, he doesn't want to lie.

Long Qingtian didn't answer Rice's question, but suddenly turned to Mo Jiu. Suddenly, he took a step forward, grabbed Mo Jiu's wrist, and then...

Long Qingtian knelt down on one knee!

Long Qingtian raised his head. Although he knelt on one knee, he gave the impression that he was not weaker than the king of Rice.

Holding a ring in his hand, he said slowly, lowly, word by word: "I, Long Qingtian, swear with the dignity of a soldier: throughout my life, within the scope of my ability, I will promise , don't let Ms. Mo Jiu suffer any grievances, don't let her suffer any harm. I will use my life to protect her and love her."

After saying this, he raised the ring in his hand a little higher, "Xiao Jiu, are you still willing to marry me?"

How important is the dignity of a soldier to a soldier?

Mo Jiu's eyes were sour, and he was about to cry again.

She turned her head away and nodded.

Long Qingtian solemnly put the ring on her hand.

The ring that was still suitable back then is a little tight now, but it just doesn't fall off easily.

Only then did Mo Jiu notice that this was the diamond ring he proposed back then.

The diamond is not big, definitely not up to the standard of diamond rings in their wealthy families, but it can be worn at any time.

This is a ring carved by Long Qingtian himself.