Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   He Junfeng is not happy but worried.

  Daughter is unable to bear the blow, trying to escape from anesthesia herself?

   He glanced at the calm and boundless sea outside the window, raised his hand and patted his daughter's back lightly, as if afraid of disturbing the baby's innocent dream.

   "Here it is. Dry your tears and be careful to call the sea breeze slapped your face."

   He Junfeng comforted him with a gentle voice, and wanted to tell him to turn around and return home. The situation of his daughter really made him feel uneasy.

   But long pain is worse than short pain, and pulling meat with a dull knife is more tormenting.

   With He Junfeng's level, he still couldn't get accurate inside information, so the old man was able to hide him.

   He Junfeng is conservative about this matter, in fact he has been paying attention to the reaction of the Cheng family.

  Cheng Yuanzheng is the leader of the new generation of the Cheng family. Although he has a well-known face blindness problem, it happens to be a disguise.

   Cheng Yuanzheng attached to his daughter, whom he had finally found, and kept calling for his daughter-in-law. Mingzhu did not resist his attitude. How could He Junfeng, the future father-in-law, not investigate the potential competitor of the hairy-footed son-in-law in private?

  Unexpectedly and unexpectedly, Cheng Yuanzheng's files belong to the absolute confidentiality level.

   He Junfeng immediately felt relieved and let go.

   He knew it. Cheng Yuanzheng's situation shows that he is absolutely excellent and reliable. He has been strictly scrutinized by the organization and vigorously cultivated, and his future is limitless!

   Such a rare talent, will it be easily broken?

   He Junfeng believed it, and he didn't believe it either.

   After all, they will be engaged in extremely difficult tasks, and their opponents must be extremely cunning and dangerous people or even huge organizations, and sacrifice is inevitable.

But then again, the road is one foot high, the devil is one foot high, and the organization must have careful consideration and planning in arranging tasks. They will not know that they are defeated, and they have to send comrades to take risks and even die in vain. There must be enough left. Rear hand, to maximize the safety of comrades.

  He Junfeng, out of his confidence in the organization, was inclined to the latter possibility even if he was aiming at the confidentiality level of Cheng Yuanzheng's archives.

   But why does his daughter believe that Cheng Yuanzheng will be fine?

   He Junfeng, a half-novice father, was worried.

  Su Haitang didn't understand what was going on in her father's heart, so she quickly wiped away her tears and raised her head, the corners of her mouth pursed naturally.

   She has not forgotten the reaction she should have at the moment, the time to test her acting skills has come!

   Seeing her father's unspeakably worried eyes, Su Haitang was a little stunned, and she thought about it, but she quickly caught up with her father's train of thought.

   She immediately made a decision to choose an easier way to play, the character of an infatuated girl who was battered and refused to accept the reality!

   can be considered a true character.

   "He lost contact here? Find it! Hurry up and find it! Why are you all looking at me so stupidly? I'm not Cheng Yuanzheng!"

   Su Haitang's small test of the bull's knife broke out, red eyes pulled on He Junfeng's sleeve and pleaded.

   "Dad, please give an order and ask them to investigate! Has a passing boat rescued him? Will he be injured, comatose and have a high fever? Could it be that he has lost his memory and can't find his way home?"

  Su Haitang met He Junfeng's strange eyes, her face stiffened, and she unnaturally twitched the corners of her mouth, secretly annoyed at her quick mouth.

   Really careless! Copying the TV series routines, even the dog-blooded bridges come out with nonsense.

   What should I do if I overdid it? Master, ask for a script!

  Su Haitang was at a loss, and the realization of the dazed gaffe fell into He Junfeng's eyes, which was hysterical and lost.

   He put his daughter in his arms and shielded her from the sea breeze.

   "Cry if you want, just cry."

  This is my father.

  Su Haitang leaned on his generous chest, wrapped in a warm military coat, and sighed happily.