Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

In Xu Chenyu's heart, there is indeed something that is not a taste, but if he loses, he doesn't lose. In front of Si Jiu, he can't show any weakness.

Moreover, this is exactly the case.

This mission is very important. Even the military ministries of several countries have an unusual headache. They came to the east. No matter the military ministries or the joint headquarters, they provided very little mission information. The task has increased tremendous difficulty, and the task level has reached SS level.

The joining of Si Jiu did provide them with a lot of help and convenience.

From the standpoint of the country, the nation, and the task itself, Si Jiu's intervention was indeed the best result. From a private standpoint, Wen Xinya, because he was worried about him, let Si Jiu intervene in this task. For him, there was indeed no loss.

Si Yiming looked at him quietly for a while: "You're right!"

In the dim light, his pale face was covered with haze, full of unknown danger and mystery.

It was him who grabbed his heart and lungs, and was restless.

Otherwise, he will not appear to the east.

Xu Chenyu laughed loudly: "So, tightly with your skin, I am ready to take advantage of the situation anytime, anywhere, and plan to **** Wen Xinya from you."

After speaking, he went to the next room while biting a cigarette butt.

It's not hard to see that he was proud at this moment.

Si Yizhang looked indifferent, and slowly walked out of the basement. The dilapidated building and gray concrete wall were like unfurnished buildings. He dialed a Wen Xinya phone.

"What are you doing?" Counting it, he has been to the east for more than a month. It seems that he has never been separated for such a long time since he was with Wen Ya.

Two people are so far apart across the country, across the ocean, and across the desert.

"Thinking, what are you doing now!" Wen Xinya eyes fell on the desk scattered with messy materials, which was Ji Shihan's learning materials for jewellery design.

However, she did not want to learn.

As long as she calms down, she can't help thinking, what is Si Yiming doing now? Isn't Si Yizhen safe? Has Si Yizhen been injured?

"I'm watching the setting sun." Si Yizhen wore a window punched out on the cement gray wall, and Yuyang at dusk, enthusiastically shot in, plated on him, with a sense of solemnity and sacredness.

In the desert country, even in the city, there are no high-rise buildings. Standing at a high place, you can see low-rise buildings with characteristics of the desert country, as well as high and wide sky.

"Is the sunset in the desert country beautiful?"

Sutra Ya suddenly thought that she and Si Yizhen had been together for so long. It seemed that she had never seen the sunrise and sunset, and she couldn't help feeling regretful and sad.

A couple who does not watch the sunrise and sunset is not really a couple at all.

"It's beautiful. The desert in the distance is plated with a layer of golden splendor, countless sand and stones, wrinkles and undulations, and high and low sand waves, all the way to the horizon of the sky, just like the rising above the ocean. Wave. "

"The sand dunes in the desert have distinct layers, smooth and smooth lines of the ridges, the tops of the sandy mountains, the magnificent sunrise in the desert, and the sunset stained with sand, like a fire, like a burning flame."

Si Yizhen described to her the desert country, the most prestigious sunset, her eyes penetrating Yuyang at dusk, looking far into the distance, the ink stains her eyes, reflecting the desert country, the full-blown Yuyang, a magnificent gorgeous .

"The Creator is fair. Although he did not give the beautiful landscape of the desert country, he gave them a warm and spectacular sunset."

Wen Xinya took out colored pencils and drawing paper, imagining the picture described by Si Yizhen, on the painting paper, she painted the most beautiful desert sunset in her eyes.

Si Yizhen is silent!

In the silent mobile phone, it seemed that she could hear the sound of [rustling] on her side.

He is no stranger to this voice. It is the sound of a brush rubbing on drawing paper. Whenever Wen Xinya designs a new jewelry piece, he will hold a brush and draw her inspiration on it.

"Rustic--"

The nuanced sounds are sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes gentle, sometimes sharp--

There is no such thing as a sense of silence and embarrassment between each other silently, but it seems more peaceful!

"Wen Xinya, you remember, I will not give anyone the opportunity to take you away from me." Si Yizhen broke the silence.

The surrounding sky has begun to be invaded by darkness. On the highest sand dunes in the distance, Yuyang emits the last warm, orange-red light reflected on the yellow sand, dyeing the desert in the distance to red.

What a stunning beauty.

A Wen Xinya pen, and then continued to draw: "No one can drive me away from you besides yourself!"

The sun is shining like blood, and the desert is stained with blood!

Gorgeous and magnificent, such as blood, such a shocking beauty, in her pen, but has become the background of the background, his figure, dazzling under the sand, like a floating slaughter in the desert, quietly like The deity, the magnificent scenery, is less than his half magnificent magnificence.

"There is a very peculiar ethnic group. Men often go out for business in order to support their wives and children. It is very dangerous for them to go for business. The wife, in order to miss her husband, is tired of traveling, praying for her husband to return home safely. I use my own hair to embroider a beautiful peace symbol. When the husband returns, he will sew it into his husband's clothes and wear it. The husband will miss his wife's feelings [silk], and he will be able to return safely next time. "

Si Yizhang looked at the sky in the distance, Yuyang fell, and the orange-red on the horizon sank with it. The darkness was like a giant beast, which engulfed the last glory of the desert little by little.

The Wen Xinya heart could not help but tremble lightly, and the apex was enthusiastic: "It is a very romantic custom."

"If you can't reach me all of a sudden, use a piece of hair every day to embroider a beautiful symbol of peace. When the symbol of peace is completed, it will be my return day."

After speaking, Si Yizheng had hung up the phone.

On the phone side, I held the mobile phone warmly and elegantly, sitting quietly at my desk, watching the magnificent and magnificent desert scenery under my pen.

His ears seemed to echo his words, "When the peace sign is completed, it will be the day of my return."

Suddenly she reached out and gently tore a hair off her head.

The tingling numbness of the ants pervaded the whole body from the scalp, a numb feeling, invaded the limbs and trembled, and trembled on the apex of the heart. Finally, Wen Xinya knew that it was the taste.

Not painful!

However, it is part of the body!

Love is inexhaustible!

Feelings of love!

Love!

Love!