(Well, I think everyone knows what happened. From today on, there will be little involvement in the domestic officialdom. Thank you... The sky in Guangzhou was very blue at that time. Compared to the pollution from automobiles and factories after thirty-three years later, I walked on the bustling streets of Guangzhou with Zhao Bingqian. The writing style really had the illusion that it was unreal.

There were stunning beauties around him, as well as Tang Long, the bodyguard who loyally guarded him behind him and Xu Yun, who was in the coastal defense detective office, carefully protecting him, for fear that he would be surprised, and his identity was becoming more and more important before he knew it. For the entire Southeast Asia, for the leader, his writing style was also considered to be in power, and in one word, it could determine the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

This is the world after rebirth, and the literary style sighs like a dream.

However, the street writing style after the rain would also wonder, with his efforts, can we give China a different sky in the future?

However, if you want to change the future of China, there is still a long way to go. If you want to change China, it is better to start from the beautiful person around you. Look at the beauty around you that amazed the world, the literary style will actually give you a sense of accomplishment. He is carefully changing her worldview, thoughts and future.

Zhao Bingqian was wearing tight light brown low-waisted trousers, showing off her slender legs, beige short-sleeved T-shirt, slender waist, and plump and solid forearms. She truly felt the breath of youth. She was like an elf after the rain, so beautiful that she was so dazzling. With her on the bustling streets of Guangzhou, she was like a diamond on the crown. She was the ultimate peerless weapon.

Looking at Zhao Bingqian who was a little intoxicated by his side but looked at him with deep affection, Wen Feng was really moved. When he came to this world, he held authority and controlled tens of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in Southeast Asia. There was such a stunning beauty around him, so what else could his husband want?

"The rain started falling in the morning and stopped until now..."

Zhao Bingqian hugged Wenfeng's arm, looked at Wenfeng's slightly tired cheeks, and stubble appeared on his chin. There was an excitement and happiness in his eyes, which was indescribable and indescribable pity for Wenfeng's hard work in the past year. It seemed that no one around him had been taken good care of, and he was also very tired. He had actually paid a lot for the future of his motherland and the motherland.

"Actually, I like the rain here. It has the smell of our hometown. This is the land that gave birth to me and raised us!"

In fact, it has been almost a year since he traveled to this era. The literary style has rarely been so relaxed. Over the past year, he has traveled around the world, either in battle or for the future of the country. In fact, his nerves have been too tense. Even when he hugged Zhao Bingqian on the streets of Guangzhou, he felt that there was no distance to relax.

"Look at you, it looks much better in dressing like this. The men on the street are envious of me, which makes me feel a lot of pressure!"

Looking at Zhao Bingqian easily, the girl's pretty face turned red, and she still hadn't come back to her senses from the shock of her clothes. Who would have thought that Wen Feng would take her to the department store in Guangzhou, and then specially pick some clothes that were scary and looked particularly alternative. In the end, she spent a lot of money to buy several sets of clothes for her, and even "confiscated" her original clothes on her own? When she thought of the clothes on her body, Zhao Bingqian felt that she had no face to see anyone.

The slim and tight low-waisted trousers and the finely tight T-shirt with a tight fabric fully demonstrated Zhao Bingqian's beautiful figure, her tall breasts and a slender waist that she pinched her fingers, and her face as poetic as a fairy, walking on the streets of Guangzhou in the early 1980s was definitely like a monster, making the boys on the street look straight, and their writing style has definitely become the object of hatred by all men.

Such a beautiful person, but unfortunately, in the 1980s, after coming out of the Guangzhou Military Region Guesthouse, Wen Feng insisted, he went to the largest department store in Guangzhou and changed into this Western-style women's clothing at that time. Looking at the expensive Western-style women's clothing, Zhao Bingqian still couldn't breathe now. She had been used to wearing the wide clothes that looked like the Red Guards, and it was so new that Zhao Bingqian had been so eager to bury her face in Wen Feng's chest for nearly half an hour, as if an ostrich was burying her head in the sand and burying her ears and stealing bells.

Every girl loves beauty, but in the 1980s, what was beauty? To be honest, Zhao Bingqian really needed great courage to wear this outfit now. If it weren't for the repeated persistence of Wenfeng, she might not have changed it. Even if she had changed it for a long time, she wouldn't know where to put her hands and feet? If she was asked to wear this outfit to meet a familiar person, this girl might not even dare to leave the door.

"I...I'm really afraid...how do you see people..."

The writing style is pleasing to the eye, but for Zhao Bingqian, it is really a rebellious person, and he is so scared that he speaks with a tremolo.

Fortunately, Wenfeng threatened with joking and threatening that foreigners are wearing this kind of clothes. If she can't get used to it, it will be difficult to go abroad. Zhao Bingqian put on this outfit with a bold face. Now this outfit suddenly made her a beautiful scenery on the street. Seeing the people around her staring at her like fire, she was almost frightened by these gazes.

"Silly, what are you afraid of? You didn't see how proud I was. The men around you wanted to eat me and then snatch you away!"

Looking at such a shy and beautiful person, Wen Feng felt warm in his heart. It was really nice to have such a lovely person around him, which greatly relaxed his tense nerves. Looking at Zhao Bingqian's little girl's appearance, she walked out of the worldly gaze, and then showed her beauty and talent, giving him an unprecedented impulse to facilitate the completion of this matter.

"Do you know? The leader said that reform and opening up are going to happen!"

Wen Feng smiled and comforted Zhao Bingqian, and guided him: "Now you think this outfit is abrupt, but after five or six years, the streets are full of women who love beauty, you won't be surprised. We are in an era of great reform. You have to try hard to learn to accept new things. Everyone has the right to love beauty. Seeing you dress so beautifully, I think the girls around those young men will definitely be very jealous. Maybe tomorrow they will go to the department store to buy a set. You are a pioneer and a living model advertisement. To be honest, seeing you are so eye-catching, I am jealous and angry!"

"Why do you say that?"

Is beauty also a mistake? Zhao Bingqian's eyes were full of doubts when she looked at her literary style with a warm smile.

"Think about it, seeing these men looking at you with hot eyes, it is impossible for me to feel no taste. Also, if you advertise the department store so freely, maybe many people will go to the department store to buy this set of clothes tomorrow, but we didn't get any rewards. Do you think I should be very unwilling to accept it?"

"You..."

Zhao Bingqian said to Wenfeng with a flushed face. She thought that Wenfeng would say such sweet words. The girl didn't love beauty in her heart, and praised her liked people liked. She was almost drunk and said with a silly smile:

"You...you are too exaggerating, so others are not like this!"

"Uh...not yet, look at that guy hit the telephone pole. Oh, it hurts so much... You are so charming..."

As he was talking, Wen Feng opened his mouth wide. Zhao Bingqian, who was as beautiful as a monster, was really lethal. A boy in his twenties on the street was stunned when he looked at Zhao Bingqian without even walking. He hit the telephone pole and made a trace of pity appear in Wen Feng's eyes. Then he looked at Zhao Bingqian hatefully. At that time, he really wanted to hide her. This was his only one.

“Hahaha…”

Under Wen Feng's guidance, Zhao Bingqian also saw it. When she turned her eyes, she saw the young man who was touching his head silly. She couldn't help but laugh happily. The young man was fascinated by her eyes. She felt that Zhao Bingqian could look at him intuition. Even if another bag was smashed on her head, it would be worth it. Unfortunately, Zhao Bingqian quickly turned her eyes and said in Wen Feng's ear:

"I...I'm all yours, everything is yours, I just hope you don't put me in Beijing anymore!"

Wen Feng gently patted Zhao Bingqian's rosy cheeks. Before they knew it, they had arrived in front of a hotel. This was one of the best hotels in Guangzhou, called the Imperial Capital Hotel. I heard that when the Chinese nationality of Southeast Asian Chinese was cancelled, a Southeast Asian overseas Chinese who returned to China opened in Guangzhou. At this time, the beautiful girl Tang Feng entered the hotel and passed through the transparent glass door in the hotel lobby. Wen Feng said softly:

"Don't worry, I will never see you in the future. Even if I get there, I will tell you that if I can take you by my side, I will never leave you behind. Come... I will take you to meet some people..."

Compared to the depressing atmosphere in China at that time, Wen Feng remembered that the first major hotels in China liked to carry the word "Emperor", and most of these hotels and hotels were decorated with luxurious decoration, which made people who had begun to live hard life in China very uncomfortable. However, perhaps because of the expensive clothes and very rebellious clothes on her body, Zhao Bingqian had some adaptability. Perhaps she also realized that if she wanted to keep up with Wen Feng, she might have to pass this level. Xiao Niuzi just began to hold Wen Feng's hand a little nervously. When Tang Feng came out to welcome the hotel door, Wen Feng actually felt that Zhao Bingqian suddenly relaxed.

"Director Wen, everyone is almost cold in order to wait for your arrival? But I don't know that you are hiding a sweetheart in the golden house, so it turns out that you have a lover!"

From a distance behind the transparent glass, she saw Tang Feng waved to Wen Feng and his party. Then her eyes were shocked and stopped on Zhao Bingqian for a long time. After Tang Long led the way in front to help Wen Feng and Zhao Bingqian open the hotel gate, she led it out first. She stopped slightly on Wen Feng's face, and there seemed to be a trace of resentment and panic flashing in her eyes. She looked at Zhao Bingqian with a smile and asked:

"Director Wen, you won't introduce me. From there, you tricked such a beautiful woman with a natural beauty..." (To be continued) rq!~!
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