Beiming didn't reply for a while.

"Okay, you can spend the Chinese New Year with your uncle in the north, take good care of Tiankuo, and let's chat another day when we have time." Xiaofeng hastily put away the small speaker card.

"Xiaoyin, you," Xiaofeng turned around and looked at Fanyin, who was still hiding beside the bed. "Why are you hiding? Come out quickly."

Ya Ya, who was standing aside, was already overjoyed. She covered her mouth with her hands desperately, watching Aunt Xiaofeng collect the letter card, and then she let go of her hands and burst into laughter without any concealment.

"Beiming can't see it." Xiaofeng didn't forget to add.

Fanyin, who had just stood up, heard what Xiaofeng said, and her faded ears turned red again. She glared fiercely at Ya Ya, who was staggering aside.

"Auntie, I think I'd better not wear a skirt. I don't look very good in a skirt." This time, Fanyin spoke timidly.

"Who are you to say is not good-looking? Our Xiaoyin looks good in anything she wears!" Xiaofeng said seriously.

"I've worn it once before, and Bei Ming said it didn't look good." The last part of Sanskrit's voice was a little louder than a mosquito, and she tried to use Bei Ming as a shield.

"When did he say it! What does he know!" Xiaofeng couldn't hear other people saying half a word of Sanskrit, and neither could Beiming.

"Last year, when I was celebrating my 18th birthday, my aunt also gave me a dress. I wore it and Bei Ming saw it and said it didn't look good..." Fanyin raised her voice slightly in a measured tone, fearing that her aunt would

The rebuttal was too quick.

Back then, Fanyin was busy with official duties and had forgotten her birthday. If Xiaofeng and Yaqingshan hadn't gone to the ministry to see her, she wouldn't have planned to celebrate it. When Xiaofeng went there, he prepared a beautiful outfit for her.

Skirts, it is said that girls should wear beautiful skirts when they are eighteen years old. They cannot wear a military uniform all day long. Ya Qingshan also encouraged her to agree.

Unable to escape, she went back to the room alone to change. Unexpectedly, after changing and opening the bedroom door, everyone who was originally in the living room disappeared, and one more person who was not there appeared. It was Bei Ming who was standing there.

In front of her, Fanyin screamed in fright and immediately turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Beiming looked at her strangely and asked:

"what are you doing?"

Fanyin looked embarrassed, but couldn't ignore him. He turned around and said,

"Auntie asked me to try on the skirt. They were in the house just now." Fanyin pretended to be calm, relaxed her tone, raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Bei Ming didn't answer her, but stood there motionless and looked at her, with a serious expression on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. Fanyin was so stared at that he was so scared that he was about to speak, but Bei Ming spoke first,

"It's better not to wear a skirt." Bei Ming's tone sounded certain, but there was a vague feeling from somewhere.

"No, don't you want to wear it?" Fanyin couldn't help but stuttered. She didn't know what was going on, so she opened her mouth to ask Beiming. After saying it, she felt regretful. Why did she ask him? Anyway, she didn't want to wear it.

Yes, but when she suddenly heard Beiming say this, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. But the words had been spoken and she couldn't take them back. Just when she was secretly upset, Beiming spoke:

"I think you look good in this." Bei Ming pointed to a uniform on the sofa. Although it was also a uniform from the Ministry of Military Affairs, the one he pointed to was much more complicated and gorgeous. It was the uniform worn by Lingshu during festivals.

The dress worn by the female Lingshu of the Ministry is much more rigorous than the one worn by Fanyin, but it is also nicer. She still looks recognizable as someone from the Military and Political Ministry. She and Ya Ya have similar clothes.

At this moment, the dress on Fanyin looked sweet, and the girl's good figure, which had been tightly concealed by uniforms in the past, was fully revealed. Different from the girls she saw in daily life, Fanyin was not as slender, but rather tight.

The smooth lines made her look like an elf ready to dance at any time. The arms and calves that were rarely exposed looked so beautiful, as if they were dancing in the sun, and a pair of slender feet were dangling on unstable sandals.

"This, this one?"

"Well, this one looks great on you." Beiming seemed to be speaking from the bottom of his heart, but Fanyin always felt that something was wrong.

"Thank you." Fanyin didn't know why she wanted to say thank you to Beiming. Anyway, she felt stupid the way she looked now. Fanyin got angry and simply took off her sandals, stepped on the floor barefoot, and walked to the sofa.

, picked up the custom-made dress worn by the female commander. "Just wear it." It sounded very casual.

"You look really good in this." Beiming continued without missing a moment, looking at Fanyin.

"Really?" Fanyin turned around and asked.

"Actually, you look good no matter what you wear." Bei Ming stared at Fanyin's little face and said, his expression unchanged and his heart not beating.

Fanyin blinked and suddenly became shy. He quickly looked down at his dress and twirled it with his hands: "Thank you."

"Then you change clothes, I'm going out first." It sounded like Beiming had already made a decision for Fanyin. Fanyin raised his head stupidly, and Beiming had already closed the door.

Outside the door, Beiming smiled, looking like he had succeeded.

"He knows nothing!" Suddenly Beitang Xiaofeng said a foul word, looking very angry. It was rare for Aunt Xiaofeng to say a foul word, and Fanyin immediately became honest. She decided to wear whatever her aunt asked her to wear.

"Hey!" Fanyin responded seriously. Yaya was suppressing a smile beside her. In recent years, it was only what Aunt Xiaofeng said that made Fanyin and Beiming have some scruples. Otherwise, these two people would just follow their temper.

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I remember two years ago, in order to learn the marrow cleansing method from Beiming, Fanyin stayed alone in the mountains for twenty-two days without eating or drinking. Later, she was discovered by Xiaofeng.

He vented all his anger on Bei Ming. He scolded Bei Ming and asked him to follow him out of the gate of the Military and Administrative Department. All his subordinates looked at the director being taught such a lesson, and turned their faces to the ground. This was the first time in history.

Fanyin was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that she must be careful next time so as not to be discovered by her aunt again! As for Beiming's situation, she seemed to have forgotten it. "Bless yourself, my friend, I'm sorry...

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Over the years, the two of them no longer need any kind words. And she knows that Bei Ming is not a thin-faced boy. Even though he has a pretty face, he seems to have lost his face after being trained. In fact, people like him have a lot of respect for this kind of boy.

He didn't take things seriously at all. He had been working in the ministry since he was a child, and faced soldiers and officers who were older than him every day. Bei Ming also had a very thick skin.

"Okay, you can try them all quickly. You have to go back to the ministry to finish your meal later." Aunt Xiaofeng said.

Fanyin was very confused as to why her aunt didn't let her stay at home today. Under normal circumstances, as long as Fanyin came to Beiming's house, Xiaofeng would not let her go back. He would definitely keep her for dinner and then take her with him.

She talked until night, and she couldn't leave at all.

Seeing Fanyin's confused look, Xiaofeng laughed and said, "This girl is so exhausted that she even forgot that Sister Fuyao was in Lingdu today?"
Chapter completed!