After getting married, my husband became my instructor

Chapter 13

The banquet was held at a meeting place in the center of Area A, which was a golden location, but the military team was contracted to give them the exam, one can imagine how embarrassing it is.

When the spaceship arrived at the landing ground of the banquet, Lin Muchuan unfastened his seat belt, stepped on his high heels and got off the spaceship unsteadily.

Zhang Wan handed over the temporary use authority of the spaceship to the security guard and asked him to help arrange the spaceship.

The temporary permission is only for 5 minutes, and after 5 minutes, the spaceship will automatically close all states.

The two walked to the gate of the banquet with their companions, climbed the steps, and handed out the invitation letter issued by the instructor.

Many people have already come inside, and everyone has locked their eyes on the door, wanting to familiarize themselves with the faces first, and recognize the person with the chip as soon as possible.

There are thousands of people in the venue, with different shapes and colors, and the low voice of conversation creates a relaxed atmosphere unexpectedly.

Han Qian stood in the center of the venue, looking around with a glass of brightly colored wine in his hand.

Several familiar military officers were present, wearing well-regulated suits and disguising themselves as capable business people.

Wang Tao was trying to scare them completely. The officers in this assessment are all in a passive state and will not take the initiative to attack. Even if they encounter better ones, they can still give you a water, it all depends on life.

Han Qian looked at it calmly, and turned his head to see a figure walking in from the door.

After taking a closer look, he was suddenly taken aback.

A tall and slender figure slowly entered, with chestnut-brown long hair curled slightly, and a light yellow cheongsam tightly wrapping her body, pulling the side of the skirt every time she took a step, revealing her fair and slender legs.

His skin was already fair, and the goose yellow made his exposed skin several degrees whiter.

Wearing a snow-white thin velvet coat on the upper body, slender milky white high-heeled shoes on the feet, and delicate makeup on the face, the whole person looks elegant and sexy.

There is no fault at all, this is a stunning beauty.

Like many people present, Han Qian was attracted at a glance.

Then... His face suddenly sank, he stared at Lin Muchuan holding Zhang Wan's hand, and gritted his teeth secretly.

Lin Muchuan didn't pay attention to those two murderous gazes at all, and followed Zhang Wan to a certain corner.

This side should belong to the relatively hidden place of the venue. There is an inverted triangle at the back, with two sofas inside, and drinks and snacks in front.

Lin Muchuan brought a glass of juice, and was just about to sit on the sofa behind to rest his feet, when the high heels stepped on his toes and felt uncomfortable.

Zhang Wan took a sip of his wine and suddenly pulled him back: "Observe for a while first."

Lin Muchuan had no choice but to walk back and observe the people in the venue with him in the corner.

"Actually, it's really easy to see who are military officers. They live in the barracks every day. They have a natural sense of solemnity, and their words and deeds are very strict. They are different from us new recruits who have just been trained. Look at that."

As Zhang Wan said, he pointed at someone in the crowd: "Stand straight, and smile at others, for fear that others will not see that he is a soldier."

Lin Muchuan followed his gaze and saw the man's deliberate smile and restraint.

Zhang Wan tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers, and narrowed his brown eyes: "You wait here, I'll check the situation."

Lin Muchuan nodded, and said the first sentence after the disguise: "Be careful."

The sweet female voice adjusted by the voice-changing chip entered his ears, making Zhang Wan laugh for a moment, patted him on the shoulder with a suppressed smile, and then walked over there with a glass of wine.

Lin Muchuan stood depressed and continued to drink juice, watched Zhang Wan walk to the man, and chatted with him in a cordial and friendly manner.

Lin Muchuan stood for a while, his feet couldn't take it anymore, he gently put down the juice in his hand, just about to turn around and sit on the sofa inside, when he turned his head and bumped into someone.

He touched his forehead and looked up, Han Qian's resolute face was reflected in his eyes.

He didn't wear a military uniform today, but a well-tailored dark green suit. Every inch of the fabric seemed to be tailor-made for him. It lacked the sharpness of a soldier and more of the mature charm of a man.

Lin Muchuan was startled when he saw him.

Others don't know me, but they definitely know Han Qian. He approached me so openly, isn't he saying to others in disguise, 'This is my recruit'?

Han Qian wanted to harm him again!

Lin Muchuan pouted angrily, put down the juice and leaned against the sofa.

There is a blind spot inside, and others would not be able to see the existence of the sofa unless they walked over specially, not to mention that Han Qian had cut off the signal of the invisible camera in advance before coming over.

Exactly what he wanted.

He also walked over, and when Lin Muchuan sat down on the sofa, he took the first step and sat sideways under him without changing his face.

Lin Muchuan was caught off guard and sat directly on his lap.

Han Qian took this as a matter of course and threw himself into his arms, and pressed him to sit on his lap.

Lin Muchuan was in a moment of embarrassment and struggled to get down, but was shackled by Han Qian forcefully, stroking his smooth chestnut brown hair, leaning against his ear and threatening in a low voice: "If you move again, I will carry you out."

Lin Muchuan was terrified by him, and stared at him: "You...don't mess around."

Hearing his sweet beautiful voice, Han Qian couldn't help laughing lowly: "Don't mess around."

He asked Lin Muchuan to sit sideways on his lap, and raised his legs with his arms around him, making him seem to be lying in his arms.

Lin Muchuan's face turned red with embarrassment from such a posture, and the two of them hid here secretly, as if they were having an affair...

Han Qian held his legs and bent them, took off the high heels on his feet, looked at those tender white feet that were so tortured that the toes were all red, and felt so distressed that he stretched out his hands to cover them and gently rubbed them.

Lin Muchuan was so ashamed, that broad palm covered his feet with rough calluses, the temperature was so high that he seemed to melt himself.

He was afraid that others would find out when he walked over, so he couldn't help lowering his head guiltily, buried himself in Han Qian's chest, and twisted his hands together.

The banquet started, everyone gathered in the center of the venue, listening to the host's opening remarks, no one will come here for the time being.

Han Qian decided to take this opportunity to eat more tofu from his wife.

Lin Muchuan's legs were evenly distributed, and as he rubbed them, his hand suddenly slipped onto his calf, stroking the tender skin above.

Thinking of him walking in a cheongsam with his legs showing faintly, Han Qian suddenly felt in a bad mood again.

Lin Muchuan was frightened by his unpredictable expression, bit his lower lip and couldn't help shaking.

Hanqian's brewing mood was broken by his trembling, and he couldn't help but hugged humanity tightly: "Why are you shaking, I will eat you?"

When he said this, Lin Muchuan couldn't help shaking again.

Seeing his weak and pitiful appearance, Han Qian gave up the idea of ​​continuing to bully others, stared at his delicate face and asked, "What makeup did MZ put on you?"

Lin Muchuan calmed down and nodded slightly: "How do you know?"

Han Qian's face turned gloomy again: "It's fine for him to act like a sissy every day, but he also made you look like this. Go back and wash your face immediately."

Although his carefully groomed face is even more beautiful, Han Qian is very upset when he thinks that other people can share his beauty.

Lin Muchuan didn't want to do this either, he lowered his head and said sadly, "Who told me to get a female guest..."

The reverse play was a prank on the whim of several judges. Han Qian didn't stop them at that time, and he didn't expect that it would be Lin Muchuan who got the reverse play.

He was even more depressed, and he stretched out his hand to fiddle with the wig on his head, seeing him staring up at him, there seemed to be water flowing in those beautiful blue eyes.

Han Qian's heart throbbed suddenly, he stroked that soft and beautiful face, stared deeply, and slowly lowered his head.

His face was getting closer and closer, Lin Muchuan grabbed his clothes with both hands and closed his eyes subconsciously.

Then, a soft, hot kiss landed on his forehead.

He was so hot that he opened his eyes suddenly, he was overwhelmed by this sudden kiss, and there was a look of panic in his eyes.

After a brief kiss on the forehead, Han Qian helped him put on the shoes with a calm expression, then got up with his arms around him, put them down lightly, looked at his embarrassed little expression, and patted his face cutely.

"Okay, go and finish your mission."

Lin Muchuan touched his forehead, and it seemed that his temperature was still there.

His hands and feet were weak from being bullied by Han Qian, he bit his lip and gave him a light look, then turned around and ran away quickly on small high heels.

Han Qian stared at his panicked figure, raised his hand and stroked his lips with his thumb, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The banquet had already started, and the elegant and slow soundtrack sounded in the venue. When Lin Muchuan came out, Zhang Wan was nowhere to be found, and even the man who was targeted by Zhang Wan just now was gone.

He was a little anxious, worried that Zhang Wan would be no match for that man, and Wang Tao didn't say that teammates couldn't help each other.

He stepped on stiletto heels and walked through the crowd looking for Zhang Wan's figure. He didn't notice that the person next to him suddenly took a step back and turned around. He bumped into him head-on. The other person's hand holding the wine glass shook, and the blue liquid inside flickered. All splashed on Lin Muchuan.

The goose-yellow cheongsam was stained with blue wine, and it instantly became a mess.

Lin Muchuan was startled, and stood there patting his wet clothes.

The person next to him was also surprised by the situation in front of him, and quickly put down his glass to express his apology: "Excuse me, miss, are you okay? How about I take you to the waiter to change your clothes?"

"It's okay." Lin Muchuan shook his head, still thinking about Zhang Wan, and became more eager to pat his clothes.

The other party was wearing a white suit and looked very handsome. There were a few drops of alcohol on his suit jacket, but he had no time to take care of it at the moment.

Seeing Lin Muchuan's eager expression, the man couldn't help asking: "I see you were in a hurry just now, are you looking for someone?"

Lin Muchuan hummed, not in the mood to chat with him, and was about to go to the bathroom to scrub his clothes, but the other party suddenly grabbed him, pointed to his feet, and smiled softly: "The shoelaces are loose."

Lin Muchuan looked down, only to realize that one side of his shoelace was loose, probably Han Qian didn't fasten it for him just now.

He knelt down to buckle his shoelaces, glanced at the pair of spotless leather shoes in front of him from the corner of his eye, and suddenly paused.

The man was still standing there waiting patiently. Lin Muchuan buckled his shoelaces and stood up, looking at him shyly: "You...do you know where there are spare clothes? I want to change."

The man suddenly raised his lips and smiled, his handsome face was full of kindness and tenderness: "Let me take you to the waiter."

Lin Muchuan nodded slightly, and obediently followed the person in a certain direction.

Han Qian, who had been secretly observing him, raised his eyebrows suddenly.

Is he... focusing on Song Fen?