Wen Xin is not from this era, nor is she a conservative local girl who can button her buttons to the bottom of her neck.
She has come from the real world.
Usually, whether at school or outside, in the hot summer, a tank top, hot pants, flip-flops, fair skin, beautiful appearance, and long legs are the standard accessories.
When she came to this world, she had already become relatively restrained, but the ethos of this era was such that she couldn't even wear a skirt above her knees.
It seemed like her chastity would be lost if she exposed a piece of her flesh.
Wear less, that is.
Not serious.
Wen Wen also feels angry inside.
Ever since I came here, I have been suffocating everywhere.
I can’t buy as much as I want, and I have to ask for a ticket.
Even if I have a ticket, I will be limited to how much I can buy at one time.
If there are more, I have to write a letter of introduction when traveling far away.
Also, after one hour of expiration, it becomes a piece of paper.
To buy a house, you have to change your household registration.
If you can't change your household registration, you can't buy a house.
She is like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to move.
And in front of him is Captain Yan, the head of the devil, who is wearing a military uniform and has a serious look on his face.
Wen Wen was extremely depressed.
Didn't she just want to have a relationship with him?
But she wasn't even allowed to touch his hand, even kissed him and was kicked downstairs.
But to say that he was not interested in her, Wen Xin didn't believe it.
The original female protagonist in the book didn't even touch a corner of his clothes, but she didn't know how many times she touched him.
When she kissed him, was it possible that she was kissing a wooden board?
No, she could feel it.
He obviously responded.
If Wen Xin couldn't even notice this, she would have had so many boyfriends in vain.
The hand holding her waist was so hot that it made her whole body go limp.
When their lips and tongues intertwined, he subconsciously wanted to pull her into his arms.
As for why he pulled her away later.
That may be because he has good willpower and can restrain himself better.
People in this era seem to be afraid to talk about relationships.
They avoid relationships between men and women like snakes and scorpions.
Men can’t even look at women, and they will be called hooligans and so on.
With the reform and opening up in the early 1980s, the talents of this era began to change, and the atmosphere gradually improved.
Women's lives became easier.
They could wear shorter and brightly colored clothes when going out, and they could dress themselves up as much as they wanted without having to cover up their hair.
To improve your figure, start to learn to follow fashion and trends, buy good-looking clothes, put on red lip makeup, and make yourself refreshed and beautiful every day.
But it's only 1979, and although there are signs, no one is going out on the street to catch men and women having sexual relations problems.
But when you walk on the street and look around, it's all gray.
The women are all gray and gray, and they wear either gray, black, or dark blue.
It's better now.
Occasionally, you can see some wearing skirts or light-colored clothes.
But most of them gave people a bleak, colorless black-and-white world.
No wonder she had seen some old photos before and found that the people in them were wearing too tacky clothes, either bright red or bright green, and only wore bright colors.
But it doesn’t matter whether it looks good on you or whether it fits well.
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She thought it was an aesthetic problem of that era.
But now it seems that if she lived in an era when colors could not be worn casually, and all she had seen for ten years were black, gray and blue, then when she had a choice, she would also choose red, green, yellow and purple, and she would feel beautiful Awesome, how can there be such beautiful colors?
This is the result of a depressive era.
Although it is said that when she comes in, she has to follow the local customs and be like the people around her, but Wen Wen still has a modern soul, nature, loves beauty, and likes to decorate those beautiful things.
It can be said that this era is killing her nature.
Oh no, kill all women’s beauty-loving nature, how can she not feel aggrieved?
Moreover, she is a modern person with an open outlook on love, and she takes the initiative to pursue a man who may have never been in love in this era.
From the beginning to the end, she didn't even come up with any tricks, and was beaten to the point of disgrace by the other man.
The first time, he pushed her to the ground, the second time, he kicked her downstairs, and the third time, she wanted to give her a love lunch, but he actually ignored her.
So far, she has been defeated repeatedly.
She was unconvinced and wondered what went wrong.
Could it be that she really couldn't grasp this unpicked flower of the high mountains?
Wen Xin felt suffocated.
Isn't he decent in style, pure and pure, not a womanizer?
Okay, then she was just in time to cool off, and she carried a lunch box for him.
After walking in the sun for so long, she was sweating all over.
She had long wanted to put this thing on her body again.
The stuffy and hot clothes were taken off
Facts have proved that this move was unexpected.
She had just put her clothes on the sofa, waved her arms in a happy and cool mood, and felt cool all over her body.
Then she turned around and saw Yan Motou's tense expression.
His face turned dark, he stared at her and yelled at her: "You are so ridiculous, put your clothes on quickly."
After saying that, he nervously went over and closed the door.
Wen Xin can listen to him and ignored her just now.
Now he wants her to be obedient.
There is no way.
Yan Mo turned around and saw a man with two pigtails in the middle of the room.
He was wearing a white tank top and blue trousers, showing the warmth of his snow-white arms and shoulders.
He snorted at him, twisted his waist and ran towards him.
On the other side of the office window, I leaned forward and looked down at the playground.
I said, "It's windy and it's so cool."
Yan Motou had a stern face, walked over in a few steps, stretched out his hand to pull her away from the window, probably because he was angry, the strength of his palm was a little too strong, he pinched her white and tender arm, and pulled her to the side.
The physical fitness pacesetters of the 146th Military Region are very powerful, not to mention the terrifying Yama in the eyes of these physical fitness pacesetters, so maybe they didn't control the strength well and squeezed Wen Xin until he screamed in pain.
When he let go of his hand, five red fingerprints were clearly printed on the snow-white and smooth arm.
Wen Xin felt a huge pain in her arm just now, which was like a vise clamping down on her, and she screamed in pain.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Yama immediately let go of her hand.
As a result, she saw the shocking finger prints on her snow-white skin.
It is estimated that tomorrow there will be five clear cyan fingerprints, which looks a bit scary.
Wenxin felt extremely wronged and looked at Yinzi in disbelief.
She had been tender since she was a child.
Although she was dependent on others, she was very sensible.
No one had ever treated her like this.
When he pulled her arm just now, Wenxin's eyes were red with pain.
Didn't she just wear a vest, or a normal vest, and yet she was treated violently like this?
How powerful was he to use it to choke her?
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Okay, Wen Xin finally understands, and he also understands that he doesn't welcome her here at all.
It's his own passion and self-humiliation.
"I'm leaving, and I will never come back again."
After Wenxin said this, he turned around and ran to the sofa with red eyes to get some clothes, put them on and was about to leave.
Not coming, never coming.
Everything in this era has some kind of natural hostility towards her.
The essential oil formula in her system is in short supply in modern times.
She sells it in limited quantities every time and will not sell it when it is sold out.
But Here, they don’t even know what essential oil is, let alone make money from it.
Now when she pursues a man, he is unfriendly to her.
He hits her repeatedly, but he actually violently attacks her.
He squeezes her so hard.
Is he going to break her bones?
Scared.
Scared.
Is it okay if she doesn’t chase her?
Ye Jianzhou finished his lunch beautifully and was completely satisfied.
The melt-in-your-mouth braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, and minced beans and spicy chili were all added to the meal.
He couldn't stop eating it after putting it in his mouth.
He really wished his stomach was a bottomless pit and he could eat as much as he wanted. , it was so fragrant that he sat there savoring it for a while after eating.
Then, all I could think about was finding some reason to go to Yan's house for dinner tonight.
There is nothing to say about Wen Wen.
Despite her young age, this little girl is really good at cooking at this home.
I remember the day we went to have dinner, Director He said that she grew up with her aunt and learned the craftsmanship in the palace.
Now he is convinced.
No wonder.
In the past, people in the palace paid attention to the color, flavor and taste of food, but now few people have this skill.
He was married twenty years earlier.
If he had been married twenty years later, he would have been married twenty years later.
For this meal, he had to take it home.
For a man, the happiest thing is to eat the food cooked by his wife.
It’s a pity that what his wife cooked is not a royal banquet. hehe.
He cleaned the lunch box and carried it to the regimental leader's office.
Why was the door closed?
He didn't think about anything else.
He really didn't think about anything.
Plus, since he was a political commissar, he usually didn't need to knock when entering or leaving.
How many times did he go back and forth, knocking on any door?
Coupled with the fact that Mr.
Yan from the chief's family was worried about his marriage, he introduced so many women with a character that he disdained.
He can coax women to wait for pigs to fly into the sky.
If he can give a woman a good look, all those lesbians will pounce on him.
Who doesn’t want to marry him?
Those little girls in the art troupe are watching eagerly every day.
The head of the group, the leader of the group, the leader of the group, leader Yan, but he, the young master Yan, Give me a chance?
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Who dares to come forward?
Therefore, he really reached out and opened the door without thinking about it.
Then I saw Political Commissar Ye suspected that his eyesight was dazzled.
He seemed to have not yet reached the age where his eyesight becomes dim.
There was plenty of sunshine in front of the office window, reflecting the bright indoor light.
On the training ground, the cold-faced Captain Yan Motou, who was scared to see the little soldiers in the regiment, was nervously holding a woman who was as tall as his chin at this moment.
The child, facing the door sideways, lowered his head and coaxed softly I saw that he was carefully holding the girl's snow-white arm in his hand, rubbing it and asking, "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts.
You pinched me just now and it almost hurts me to death."
"It hurts," he said in a low voice, but the strength on his hand was still loosened.
Political Commissar Ye felt that he could not see clearly.
"Then I don't need you to rub it."
After hearing this, the girl fluttered in her arms again.
"Be honest."
The veins on his forehead were stretched, obviously trying to hold back his temper.
"Didn't anyone teach you not to take off your clothes casually in front of outsiders?"
"I'm hot, isn't it?
And I'm wearing clothes."
"That won't work either.
Do you know how many people have ideological problems?"
“What’s the problem?”
"What's the problem?"
"Then why don't you have any problem?"
Yan Motou: "" Ye Jianzhou almost couldn't hold it in anymore.
Yan Weiguo's son was also choked and speechless today.
"No, you have to make it up to me.
Look how hard you pinched me.
You know how much it hurts.
I even cried because you pinched me."
"I'll give you the money and tickets when I go back.
I'll give them to you."
"Who wants those?"
The girl's voice was soft and charming, and she said confidently: "I want to kiss you."
"No, where is this place?
Is this where you are messing around?
Please be more serious."
Yama immediately made a serious face.
The little girl didn't care about that, she hugged his waist and stood on tiptoes to kiss him.
Yama staggered and took a step back, and she followed her, until she was pushed to the bookshelf, and then he held her steady.
Ye Jianzhou still had an old face and quietly closed the door.
I'm really old, I can't stand this stimulation.
The little girls in the art troupe are all very brave.
They can pursue people without blushing or out of breath.
Now they are better.
There is also a man who forcibly kissed Yama Motou without blushing or out of breath. girl.
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She is so brave that she can stand up to the sky.
She is really not afraid of the devil of the Yan family throwing her out of the window.
Yan Weiguo's son is devoted to pursuing his career.
Over the years, his focus has been on work and he is not too concerned about marriage.
There really needs to be such a person who can take the initiative to break through his psychological boundaries and occupy the high ground.
When Political Commissar Ye introduced the woman to him, he knew that he could not be counted on to take the initiative.
He would influence the woman subtly.
Women in the new era should bravely pursue their own happiness.
It's just that Political Commissar Ye didn't expect that Comrade Xiao Yan would be forced to be like this by a lesbian.
The 1.86-meter tall man was forced to the bookshelf.
He could easily push it away, but he didn't dare to push it.
It seems that no matter how strong a man is, he is still afraid of being pestered by his daughter.
However, he had checked the identity of Comrade Xiao Wen of the Yan family.
This family was a headache, and the chief did not know whether he would agree.
Political Commissar Ye was beaming at one moment, and worried at the other, and left with his lunch box. gd1806102: