Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 151 Affectionate Embrace
"What you said is absolutely right. Not long after you drove away from the Secret Service this morning, Lu Yuntian did not know where he got the news, and he broke into my office directly with a few people from the confidential room. He warned me that if he doesn't leave the secret service for a day, he will still be the director of the secret service, and he has the final say on the affairs of the secret service. Don't think that you can sit back and relax.

"And, before he left with someone, he asked me to stop working today, go home and face the wall and think about my mistakes, and asked me to write an inspection of no less than [-] words and hand it over to his desk tomorrow morning. This No, the head of the intelligence department just stopped what he was doing and returned home according to his instructions as the head of the department.

"I have nothing to do in my free time. Anyway, I don't know how to write this inspection. Instead of using the time for writing inspections, I might as well clean up and tidy up the housework. So, I used the whole afternoon to do housework." Zhao Qiaoyun After walking down the stairs and standing in front of Wang Feng, the cheap price was full of anger just now, but now it turned into a look of grievance, and said bitterly to Wang Feng.

"Lu Yuntian, this old man, is really a villain. He even went to trouble you again while I was not in the secret service. It seems that I have to find a way to get the Japanese to transfer him away from the secret service, otherwise If things go on like this, it’s okay if Lu Yuntian keeps staring at you, as the saying goes, 'flies don't bite seamless eggs', once he finds out something that is not good for us, it will definitely hinder us greatly in the Secret Service Intelligence work." After listening to Zhao Qiaoyun's complaints, Wang Feng stretched out his hand and scratched his head, nodded thoughtfully, and muttered to himself.

Although Wang Feng's voice was extremely low, it was still heard by Zhao Qiaoyun, who was only a step away from him.

When Zhao Qiaoyun heard Wang Feng say 'flies don't bite seamless eggs', her eyebrows immediately stood upright, her face blushed, she lowered her head shyly, and thoughtfully to Zheng Wang Feng protested in a low voice: "You, who are you saying is the seamless egg, you, you are the egg, you, you are a big villain. If you didn't even say hello and left today Secret Service, I wouldn't be bullied like that by Lu Yuntian, it's all because of you..."

After talking about being emotional, Zhao Qiaoyun, who was a little sad, suddenly burst into tears.Not only that, but while she was crying, she stretched out her two pink fists and beat back and forth on Wang Feng's chest who was standing opposite him.

Seeing Zhao Qiaoyun's pear blossom weeping softly in the rain, Wang Feng suddenly felt that the woman standing in front of him was a weak woman, and it was impossible to imagine that it was her, a weak woman, who took a sniper rifle and shot the big man to death. The traitor Li Weiren.

Zhao Qiaoyun's powder fist hit Wang Feng's chest again and again. After about a minute or two, he gradually felt that he should protect this weak woman. I don't know if he was doing it on purpose or subconsciously. With a warm hand, he gently embraced Zhao Qiaoyun's trembling fragrant shoulder, and slowly pulled it towards his chest. At this point, Zhao Qiaoyun's whole tender body lay down in his warm embrace .

Just like that, Wang Feng and Zhao Qiaoyun cuddled tightly together.About half an hour later, as Zhao Qiaoyun's crying gradually became quieter, Wang Feng's mind gradually became clearer, and he suddenly realized that the people he was lazily lazily in his arms were arranged by the organization to "pretend to be a husband and wife" After Zhao Qiaoyun, I immediately felt a little embarrassed.

In Wang Feng's clear mind, the two of them should not have such an intimate act, no matter from the degree of familiarity between the two of them, or from the principle of party organization members, they can do it in front of outsiders. Pretending to be intimate like this, but when the two of them are alone, there should be a clear distinction between them.

"Coincidentally, Comrade Qiaoyun, I, I am hungry, you, can you let me go, I, I will fill my stomach first. If you don't eat the good food on this table, I'm afraid it's going to be cold." After Wang Feng realized the seriousness of the problem, he, who was hungry himself, quickly brought up this natural reason and said cautiously.

As soon as Wang Feng's words fell, Zhao Qiaoyun immediately stopped crying. After wiping the tears hanging from her eyes, she slowly opened her eyes, which were blurred by tears, and saw that she was lying on Wang Feng's bed. In Feng's arms, she immediately felt annoyed and ashamed, as if she had been electrocuted, she quickly broke free from Wang Feng's arms, half of her face blushed, she lowered her head, her little heart "thumping" The ground beat faster, biting his lips lightly, not knowing what to say.

"You see, your eyes are swollen from crying. If you go to work in the secret service tomorrow, and other colleagues in the secret service see it, you must spread some gossip. They all think I'm doing something to you. Hurry up, hurry up Wipe the tears off your face, wash your face with hot water when you come back, and get a good night's sleep. When you wake up tomorrow morning, your eyes won't be as swollen as they are now." Wang Feng saw Zhao Qiaoyun very consciously getting out of his arms. After getting out, he immediately felt relieved, and then quickly took out the white handkerchief from his trouser pocket that he hadn't had a chance to use, and handed it to Zhao Qiaoyun who had been looking down at his toes, like a The big brother said with concern, as if he was talking to a little sister.

"Thank you, thank you, Wang, Comrade Wang Feng." After Zhao Qiaoyun hesitated for a moment, she reached out and took the clean white handkerchief that Wang Feng handed over, and slowly raised her head. With a red face, she hesitated shyly. I thank you very much.

? Next, Zhao Qiaoyun turned her back, unfolded the handkerchief in her hand, and wiped away the tears hanging on her cheeks and eye sockets.

Se Wangfeng, who was standing on the side, turned around and walked to the dining table, lifted the white porcelain bowls that were on the plate one by one, pulled a chair and sat down, picked up chopsticks in his right hand, and held a soft and swollen Shantung in his left hand. Big white noodle steamed buns, one mouthful of steamed buns and one mouthful of vegetables, he devoured.

It took less than half an hour for several plates of delicious dishes to be wiped out by Wang Feng with the speed of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

After filling his stomach, Wang Feng put down the bowls and chopsticks and stood up. He found that Zhao Qiaoyun, who had washed his face with hot water, had already returned to her bedroom. After drinking a cup of hot water, he also climbed up the stairs to the second floor. I went to rest in his bedroom waiting for me.

(End of this chapter)