Fei Siting's eyes were slightly cold, and a faint light flashed in his eyes. In just a few seconds, he actually smiled faintly, "Last night, I wanted it too powerful. She complained, was dissatisfied, and was angry with me, it was normal."

Fei Jiaxian: ""

Nangong Rui: ""

There was a flash of jealousy and anger in the eyes of the two men.

Fei Siting turned around and continued walking into the building.

He walked into the conference room.

Sit down expressionlessly.

There was also a kitchen knife inserted into the belt around her waist.

Adjutant Qian and his subordinates were all terrified.

"Commander, what's wrong?"

"That's right, why did you even have a kitchen knife inserted between your waist?"

"I think this is not a kitchen knife, it is the latest weapon, right? In the past, the commander's other guns were all here!"

"No, don't we have to have a kitchen knife around our waists in the future? No," So low!

In the eyes of soldiers, it is quite low to not have a kitchen knife on them.

But the kitchen knife is not on Fei Siting, but it feels different.

He sat upright, with a tall and majestic figure, and his eyes were empty, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and could not withstand any waves.

Just when everyone thought he would not say anything more about this, he said lightly: "This is a gift from your wife."

Gift?

Everyone's expressions became even more terrifying.

Who gives a gift? What a kitchen knife?

Those who know think it's chopping vegetables, and those who don't know think it's chopping things!

Adjutant Qian was simply unable to complain. One million grass mud horses galloped by. How did his commander become like this now?

Last night, he was guarding the door of the hotel suite. With the commander's physical strength, he guessed that his wife was tortured by him.

I was so angry that I wanted to cut the commander?

Adjutant Qian thought of a sentence: A man is like a dollar steel slag, with 1 in front and chrysanthemum behind.

If the commander is cut 1, then only the chrysanthemums will be left

Ah, bah, what is he thinking about?

"Adminton Qian." Fei Siting stared at him, his eyes like a deep sea, deep and cold, terrifying.

Adjutant Qian coughed. It seemed that he was thinking about something. His commander knew clearly.

"Commander, I suddenly remembered something. Today seems to be the 100th anniversary of your marriage registration with your wife?"

Fei Siting was slightly stunned, his deep pupils seemed to have a faint mark.

100-day anniversary?

He himself doesn't remember it.

A subordinate agreed and said, "Commander, on the anniversary, don't you give yourself a holiday today? Let's spend more time with your wife when you go back?"

Well, they actually want to get off work early!

"Have a meeting." Fei Siting said two words lightly, chatting to death.

Half an hour later, the meeting ended.

He stayed alone in the office.

He picked up the phone several times and put it down again.

Fei Siting stared at the kitchen knife on the table, pursed her thin lips and finally sent a text message: I'll accept your gift.

"Gift?"

On the other end, Junzi Yan Gang took a shower thoroughly, ate breakfast, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed and rested.

The phone rang.

She saw the text message sent by Fei Siting, thought he had sent it wrong and replied: What gift?

Fei Siting didn't expect that she could return him. After all, she was so angry about what happened last night and in the morning?

The kitchen knife you asked Carnival to bring me

Junziyan sneered, he was crazy? He actually thought that kitchen knife was a gift?

That's a warning to you. If you touch me again, I will really cut you off with one size fits!

From now on, I won’t touch you. But what about you touch me?
Chapter completed!