Chapter 1817
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I don't know but have no scruples. Unlike Wei Jiayue, who has scruples and scruples just because he knows.
Ye Jian knew that her mood had been fluctuating just now, and even there was murderous violence. She raised her eyes when she had recovered her mood. Although the windproof mask covered the smile at the corner of her mouth, there was a smile that could be felt like water in her eyes. "Thank you for your concern. I just thought of something, not because of Du Jiayi."
"Oh Oh, that's good, that's good. " Somehow, Liu Yuan suddenly felt a little afraid of the female soldier in front of her. Inexplicably, she was afraid, and she mumbled, "well Then I'll be relieved. You go to work, I I'll go back to my tent and rest. "
Without waiting for Ye Jian to speak, he turned back to the tent in a panic.
My heart beat a little fast. I can't talk with her any more. There's always a feeling that she'll throw a knife in her eyes at any time. Or Let's go quickly.
Neither Ye Jian nor Du Jiayi can offend her.
Liu Yuan's strangeness didn't let Ye Jian put her in her heart. Looking back, she stood on the side of the road after entering the tent and looked up at the men soldiers in the snow mountain.
There are four engineering shovels on the car, and two of them brought by Ye Jian can let six people shovel snow together. Several members of their snow area brigade are the first batch of shovels, while Qin Xiu, Tibetan soldiers, and two men of the cultural engineering group are on guard. They keep an eye on the snow mountain like a monster in the dark. Once they find that there is loose snow on it, they will immediately inform the men who shovel snow.
Qin Xiu's eyes will always fall on Ye Jian inadvertently. Ye Jian, who is always sharp, is walking directly towards him.
The two leaders of the literary and art troupe are urging their soldiers to cooperate unconditionally with the Army soldiers to get through the road together.
Ye Jian, who was approaching, listened to a male soldier who was a cultural engineer and worried: "the Mazar army has not arrived yet. I suspect that there may be an avalanche ahead, maybe they are also rescuing."
The Tibetan line through mazadaban is a very big "s" curve. If the front is blocked by the inner curve, they can see nothing here.
"There's no doubt that there's no avalanche in front of us now. Now let's get through the routes of the two cars." The leader of the construction assistance command brows locked, and there is no way to let go of the snow.
In five hours, he looked a little suspended.
Qin Xiu, who had long found that Ye Jian had come out, bowed his head and said something to the instructor Gao, and strode over.
Ye Jian looks at Qin Xiu, who is not affected by the cold at all, as they are like J5. She can't help but murmuring in her heart: she looks gentle, like a noble young man painting by the window. How can she look like a marching soldier now.
The other two men of the literary and art troupe are so cold that they are wrapped in two thick cold suits. Fortunately, their backs are straight enough, otherwise they are a bit like the brown bears in the mountains.
"You want to see me?" Qin Xiu came and asked, "are you worried about when it will be open to traffic?"
Ye Jian picked up her eyebrows. "Just now you looked at me from time to time. I thought you had something to look for me." What do you want to see if you have nothing to look for her?
He just occasionally looked at her, and did not deliberately look at her, just take a look at her like the remaining light So she found out?
Qin Xiu wanted to laugh. He was worthy of being a soldier. His sharpness was really amazing.
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
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I don't know but have no scruples. Unlike Wei Jiayue, who has scruples and scruples just because he knows.
Ye Jian knew that her mood had been fluctuating just now, and even there was murderous violence. She raised her eyes when she had recovered her mood. Although the windproof mask covered the smile at the corner of her mouth, there was a smile that could be felt like water in her eyes. "Thank you for your concern. I just thought of something, not because of Du Jiayi."
"Oh Oh, that's good, that's good. " Somehow, Liu Yuan suddenly felt a little afraid of the female soldier in front of her. Inexplicably, she was afraid, and she mumbled, "well Then I'll be relieved. You go to work, I I'll go back to my tent and rest. "
Without waiting for Ye Jian to speak, he turned back to the tent in a panic.
My heart beat a little fast. I can't talk with her any more. There's always a feeling that she'll throw a knife in her eyes at any time. Or Let's go quickly.
Neither Ye Jian nor Du Jiayi can offend her.
Liu Yuan's strangeness didn't let Ye Jian put her in her heart. Looking back, she stood on the side of the road after entering the tent and looked up at the men soldiers in the snow mountain.
There are four engineering shovels on the car, and two of them brought by Ye Jian can let six people shovel snow together. Several members of their snow area brigade are the first batch of shovels, while Qin Xiu, Tibetan soldiers, and two men of the cultural engineering group are on guard. They keep an eye on the snow mountain like a monster in the dark. Once they find that there is loose snow on it, they will immediately inform the men who shovel snow.
Qin Xiu's eyes will always fall on Ye Jian inadvertently. Ye Jian, who is always sharp, is walking directly towards him.
The two leaders of the literary and art troupe are urging their soldiers to cooperate unconditionally with the Army soldiers to get through the road together.
Ye Jian, who was approaching, listened to a male soldier who was a cultural engineer and worried: "the Mazar army has not arrived yet. I suspect that there may be an avalanche ahead, maybe they are also rescuing."
The Tibetan line through mazadaban is a very big "s" curve. If the front is blocked by the inner curve, they can see nothing here.
"There's no doubt that there's no avalanche in front of us now. Now let's get through the routes of the two cars." The leader of the construction assistance command brows locked, and there is no way to let go of the snow.
In five hours, he looked a little suspended.
Qin Xiu, who had long found that Ye Jian had come out, bowed his head and said something to the instructor Gao, and strode over.
Ye Jian looks at Qin Xiu, who is not affected by the cold at all, as they are like J5. She can't help but murmuring in her heart: she looks gentle, like a noble young man painting by the window. How can she look like a marching soldier now.
The other two men of the literary and art troupe are so cold that they are wrapped in two thick cold suits. Fortunately, their backs are straight enough, otherwise they are a bit like the brown bears in the mountains.
"You want to see me?" Qin Xiu came and asked, "are you worried about when it will be open to traffic?"
Ye Jian picked up her eyebrows. "Just now you looked at me from time to time. I thought you had something to look for me." What do you want to see if you have nothing to look for her?
He just occasionally looked at her, and did not deliberately look at her, just take a look at her like the remaining light So she found out?
Qin Xiu wanted to laugh. He was worthy of being a soldier. His sharpness was really amazing.
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
I don't know but have no scruples. Unlike Wei Jiayue, who has scruples and scruples just because he knows. Ye Jian knew that her mood had been fluctuating just now, and even there was murderous violence. She raised her eyes when she had recovered her mood. Although the windproof mask covered the smile at the corner of her mouth, there was a smile that could be felt like water in her eyes. "Thank you for your concern. I just thought of something, not because of Du Jiayi." "Oh Oh, that's good, that's good. " Somehow, Liu Yuan suddenly felt a little afraid of the female soldier in front of her. Inexplicably, she was afraid, and she mumbled, "well Then I'll be relieved. You go to work, I I'll go back to my tent and rest. " Without waiting for Ye Jian to speak, he turned back to the tent in a panic. My heart beat a little fast. I can't talk with her any more. There's always a feeling that she'll throw a knife in her eyes at any time. Or Let's go quickly. Neither Ye Jian nor Du Jiayi can offend her. Liu Yuan's strangeness didn't let Ye Jian put her in her heart. Looking back, she stood on the side of the road after entering the tent and looked up at the men soldiers in the snow mountain. There are four engineering shovels on the car, and two of them brought by Ye Jian can let six people shovel snow together. Several members of their snow area brigade are the first batch of shovels, while Qin Xiu, Tibetan soldiers, and two men of the cultural engineering group are on guard. They keep an eye on the snow mountain like a monster in the dark. Once they find that there is loose snow on it, they will immediately inform the men who shovel snow. Qin Xiu's eyes will always fall on Ye Jian inadvertently. Ye Jian, who is always sharp, is walking directly towards him. The two leaders of the literary and art troupe are urging their soldiers to cooperate unconditionally with the Army soldiers to get through the road together. Ye Jian, who was approaching, listened to a male soldier who was a cultural engineer and worried: "the Mazar army has not arrived yet. I suspect that there may be an avalanche ahead, maybe they are also rescuing." The Tibetan line through mazadaban is a very big "s" curve. If the front is blocked by the inner curve, they can see nothing here. "There's no doubt that there's no avalanche in front of us now. Now let's get through the routes of the two cars." The leader of the construction assistance command brows locked, and there is no way to let go of the snow. In five hours, he looked a little suspended. Qin Xiu, who had long found that Ye Jian had come out, bowed his head and said something to the instructor Gao, and strode over. Ye Jian looks at Qin Xiu, who is not affected by the cold at all, as they are like J5. She can't help but murmuring in her heart: she looks gentle, like a noble young man painting by the window. How can she look like a marching soldier now. The other two men of the literary and art troupe are so cold that they are wrapped in two thick cold suits. Fortunately, their backs are straight enough, otherwise they are a bit like the brown bears in the mountains. "You want to see me?" Qin Xiu came and asked, "are you worried about when it will be open to traffic?" Ye Jian picked up her eyebrows. "Just now you looked at me from time to time. I thought you had something to look for me." What do you want to see if you have nothing to look for her? He just occasionally looked at her, and did not deliberately look at her, just take a look at her like the remaining light So she found out? Qin Xiu wanted to laugh. He was worthy of being a soldier. His sharpness was really amazing. Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
