Apocalypse Rebirth: Commander, Don’t Move!

Climb Up, Or You Can't Turn Over

Who is she, Wen Qing'er, she is powerful, no one has ever felt that she needs protection even as a woman, but he treats her differently.

As soon as this sentence came out, the blood on the wrist fell even more quickly.

And those eyes turned red again, full of evil spirit.

“Hate me?” Wen Qing'er said in a low voice, but there was a blazing smile on the corner of her mouth, “Then hate me.
If you want to get rid of me in this life, you can climb on top of my head and become my leader, otherwise…” Slowly lowered her head, with a trace of cruelty, “You will be under my pressure all your life.
You will never turn over.” 

As soon as these words came out, the lips biting her wrist loosened instantly.

However, Wen Qing'er couldn't help taking a step back because of this, and still looked at him proudly, looking at his sharp eyes that wanted to cut her into pieces, “You are also tired today, take a good rest here.
I'll go!”

After saying that, Wen Qing'er turned around and left, the moment the door was closed, two lines of clear tears slowly slid down her fair face, the two rows of teeth mark on her wrist were bone-deep, and her whole hand had become blood-stained.
Wen Qing'er seemed to be exhausted, and slowly slid down from the door she was leaning against.

She is not as powerful as the rumors outside, she also has a soft heart, and she also needs a man to dote on her.
Why is it so difficult?

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and in an instant, Wen Qing'er stood up, wiped off the tears on her face, and restored a cold face again, looked up, and saw a pale face.  She instantly frowned, “Didn't I tell you to stay below?”

Xiufeng stood at the stairs without moving, but the eyes that looked at her just now flashed an unknown light, and disappeared in an instant.
At this time, he lowered his head slightly, stood upright, and did not speak.

“Get down!” Wen Qinger ordered coldly.

Xiufeng remained silent, but he turned around.
The moment he lifted his foot, he said softly, “Miss, your wrist needs to be bandaged.
I checked your room when I came in.
There is a medicine box in the third drawer of the counter on the left.”

Finally, the figure gradually disappeared at the entrance of the corridor with the sound of footsteps.

Wen Qing'er was expressionless, and dragged her extremely tired body to open the door of the opposite room, but she didn't intend to deal with the wound on her wrist, she lay straight on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling with her eyes open.

In the opposite room, Xia Zhengjun was still bound by vines with a toughness of the fourth rank, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, but his eyes were actually filled with tears, which finally slowly slid down with the corners of his eyes.

In the haze, he seemed to see that beautiful and soft face smiling very gently, with a soft but clear voice, “Zhengjun, you must treat me well for the rest of your life, otherwise, I will never let you see me again!” 

She said, “I like the way you look in military uniform.
You are the most handsome.
In the future, I can tell our children that his father is a soldier and is responsible for defending the family and the country.” 

“I'm sorry…
I'm sorry…
I'm sorry…”

One sentence at a time, one sound at a time, and finally broke down in tears.

The next day, when the first ray of sunshine in the morning hit the land of China.
 

Wen Qing'er, who hadn't slept all night, suddenly heard the sound of the door opening in the opposite room, and immediately stood up.
The moment she opened the door and went out, she didn't expect to see the same handsome face as usual, with a little less vitality in his eyes.