Zhou Zhihan pushed the door open and went in. Just as he was about to ask who was in the room, he suddenly felt a familiar breath appear behind him, and then ten soft and boneless fingers, with some moisture, covered his eyes.
I felt something push against my back.
Zhou Zhihan turned around and became...
"Dear Dr. Esme Cullen, are you here to give injections?"
Zhou Zhihan smelled the familiar scent of the yellow hair in front of his eyes, and greeted gently with his hands...
"Why are you here?"
Ten minutes later, Zhou Zhihan took off his military shirt. Although the window had been opened long ago, the room was still a little hot.
Looking at Esme Cullen, who coexists with beauty and wisdom, he suddenly remembered Teacher Zhao's ever-lasting line: Spring is here, and the animals have arrived (**@**) season... They... are... well... …
Humans are just advanced animals...
"I know you are leaving here tomorrow, so I came here to clean up for you, Mr. Commander-in-Chief!"
Esme Cullen was wearing a beige dress, her cheeks were reddish, and her blue eyes were filled with subtle fragrance. She straightened her messy blond hair and said, then bent down to pack up the books and clothes that Zhou Zhihan had brought from China.
"You are really well-informed."
Zhou Zhihan sat on the sofa, the fingers touching his nose exuded a familiar fragrance, admiring every move of Esme Cullen. She was truly a Western beauty.
"It's not that I'm well-informed, but the news that you shot down 6.5 enemy planes during your first takeoff has spread within the army, faster than the news that you took over as the commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces. Now, you are You are a big celebrity in the UK, and I estimate that tomorrow morning the big newspapers in France will have your headlines all over the place. By then, I don’t know how many beautiful girls want to see Commander Zhou’s heroic spirit.”
Esme Karen folded Zhou Zhihan's shirt and put it in the suitcase, pointing to the set of clean shirts and underwear on the bedside: "I've boiled water for you, and put on something clean after you take a bath. I'll wash off what you took off and it will dry soon."
Zhou Zhihan was in a daze, this scene seemed familiar.
However, at this moment, it was love at first sight between himself and Esme Cullen, which was very different from the female spy he met in the United States.
"Why are you looking at me stupidly?" Esme Cullen scolded, the corners of her mouth turned up in a playful curve, and her eyes naturally showed as she looked around, which appropriately aroused the secret itch in Zhou Zhihan's heart.
"So you attacked me first, right?"
Zhou Zhihan eats whole grains? Cannibalizes the fireworks of the world? In short, he is not from the East Factory, and he has nothing to do with the West Factory, the South Factory and the North Factory? So he stood up and walked towards Esme Cullen.
"Stop making trouble in broad daylight!"
Esme Cullen smiled and picked up the towels and toiletries she had brought for him, stuffed them into his hands, pulled his shoulders to turn him around, and pushed his back with a pair of hands, and kept giving them. Arriving at the bathroom door, "Have you washed up? Let's go out to eat together? There are many pilots here today, and they may go to Brighton Military Base with you tomorrow."
After saying that, Esme Cullen closed the bathroom door.
The sound of "my back feels so itchy" came from the meeting room...
Soaking in the comfortable bathtub, Zhou Zhihan closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort of sweating slightly? Thinking about what kind of method he should use to give his subordinates a good impression after taking office tomorrow? Unknowingly, he fell asleep at around three o'clock in the morning. Get up early? Very sleepy!
In the dream, there seemed to be a pair of gentle hands caressing his forehead.
I don’t know how long.
"Zhihan!" Esme Cullen's soft voice came from outside the door? "Are you awake?"
"Well! I had such a comfortable sleep this time!" Zhou Zhihan reached out and took off the towel on his forehead? This should have been placed on his forehead by Karen when he fell asleep just now.
Esme Cullen's voice came from outside the bathroom: "Zhihan, have you called me when you've finished washing? I'll take yours in. If you leave them in the bathroom for a long time, they'll be wet and uncomfortable. I've already worn the shirts and pants you just changed out of." I've washed it and hung it up for you. When you get up tomorrow morning, you can take it with you to take office."
Zhou Zhihan was in a daze again.
What Esme Cullen said seemed familiar to him. For a moment, Zhou Zhihan felt mixed emotions in his heart. Counting the time, it had been four years since he had traveled through time. Four years, could this be a reincarnation?
Zhou Zhihan stood up, rinsed the foam off his body, picked up a dry towel and wiped his wet hair, then walked to the bathroom mirror.
The mirror was covered with fog and blurred. Zhou Zhihan stretched out his palm and wiped it, and a palm-width brightness appeared on the mirror. His young and handsome cheeks in the mirror had not changed much from four years ago, except for his eyes, which showed a slight vicissitude. With some fatigue and anticipation.
"Are you okay over there?"
"..."
Zhou Zhihan murmured to himself
Esme Karen buttoned the last button on Zhou Zhihan, and then looked in the mirror at the handsome face that she fell in love with at first sight. Her white teeth bit her lower lip lightly, and her eyes filled with joy...
"After four years of fighting, it's time to fall in love!" Zhou Zhihan and Karen walked out of the room. The sun cast a huge shadow in the west, and the sky gradually became dusk. The lights in the restaurant not far away were already on, and there was a cheerful but tinged atmosphere. A sad song came over.
It's Polish.
At this moment, Zhou Zhihan thought of Empress Li's poppy.
Spring flowers and autumn moon, when is it, how much do we know about the past, the east wind blew again in the small building last night, the motherland cannot bear to look back in the moonlight...
When he walked to the door of the restaurant, Zhou Zhihan heard that there were choking sounds in the singing coming from the room.
"Sir!"
Seeing Zhou Zhihan walk into the restaurant, Lieutenant Witold Dolbanovich, who was returning to the manor by car with Zhou Zhihan, stood up and said.
After he came back, he told everyone that Colonel Zhou Zhihan, the chief instructor of the Air Force from China, would be the commander-in-chief of the Allied Legion, and the 303 Squadron would be temporarily under his control.
When the young Polish pilots heard that the young Chinese colonel who came yesterday had become the commander-in-chief of the Allied Legion, many of them expressed dissatisfaction and incomprehension. Although Lieutenant Witold Dolbanovich repeatedly explained that Zhou Zhihan The colonel shot down 6.5 German fighter planes in his first battle, but the pilots still believe that an ace pilot may not be qualified for the position of commander. They needed a commander who could lead them to victory, not an ace pilot. Of course, the young Polish pilots respect the Chinese who achieved 6.5 victories in his first takeoff.
This is normal. Whether in ancient times or now, young people who hold high positions are always questioned. People seem to prefer those who are older and appear to be very calm on the surface to hold high positions.
Maybe it’s the sense of security!
Older age means rich experience, and calmness makes people feel safe.
There are many new Poles joining today, some of them are pilots, as well as many mechanics and ground staff. Many of them moved to other countries after Poland was occupied by the German army, hoping to help other countries fight against Germany and wait for Poland to be restored. But as Poland The German Blitzkrieg swept almost the entire European continent, and these Polish soldiers who were looking forward to the restoration of their country came to the UK. They harbored an incomparable hatred for the Germans. As long as they could defeat Germany and restore Poland, they would do it even if they were used as cannon fodder. No turning back.
