chapter 5 Xiao family

Solomon Santee's body suddenly froze, and the violent rising fire was about to burn away his sanity in almost an instant. For an ordinary man like Mu Qingcheng, a stunner like Maggie Murch, his sanity would have collapsed long ago.

However, Solomon Santee is not an ordinary man!

Solomon Santee's will is so powerful that it's terrifying!

The night is lonely, hot and long.

In the morning, the breeze blew through the curtains.

Maggie Murch moved, lazily moving towards a warm and safe place, and opened her eyes. Suddenly, her movements suddenly stopped.

She found that she was like an octopus, greedily hugging Solomon Santee strong and strong body.

Uh-huh!

Her face was so red that she almost bled. The scenes from last night appeared in her mind one by one, and some vague nightmares became clear at this time. She could probably guess that she took the initiative to hug him!

Maggie Murch's face became even redder. She let go of her hand, lowered her head, and took another look at her naked body, which showed no signs of being violated. A flash of shock flashed through her extremely shy eyes. .

This man didn't even touch himself under such circumstances?

As the school belle of Yan Jing Film and Television Academy, Maggie Murch knew very well how fatally attractive her temperament, figure, and appearance were to a man. Otherwise, Solomon Warth would not have forcibly drugged herself yesterday.

How did the man next to me do it last night?

How much self-control does this require?

Maggie Murch looked at Solomon Santee determined face and felt a little distracted for a moment.

After a long time, Maggie Murch wrapped herself in a bath towel, put on the clothes that had been dried overnight, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The moment she walked into the bathroom, Solomon Santee opened his eyes and simply put on his clothes.

"You, you have to leave. Thank you for last night. Well, I, let me treat you to breakfast!"

Maggie Murch came out of the bathroom and saw Solomon Santee, who was fully dressed and about to leave.

"No, I have something else to do, so be careful."Solomon Santee walked to the door of the room, declined Maggie Murch offer to have breakfast together, and reminded him.

"Then please leave your contact information, and I will treat you to dinner later. In this way, we can add a WeChat message first, or leave a mobile phone number."

Maggie Murch looked at Solomon Santee's back, her face still a little hot, she lowered her head and looked at her toes.

Solomon Santee paused for a moment, hesitated slightly, and then said: "I don't have WeChat, please remember my phone number."

Solomon Santee left his mobile phone number and went out.

Inside the door, Maggie Murch looked at the cell phone. Among the many cell phone numbers, there was only one male cell phone number. She was slightly stunned. She felt more and more that there were too many things about this man that she could not understand.

"Can I see you again?"

She ran to the window and watched helplessly as Solomon Santee stopped a taxi and disappeared from her sight.

As the sun sets in the west, the last warm afterglow is scattered, reflecting the entire Xishan Mountain, as if it has been covered with a golden coat, which is magnificent and beautiful.

Xiao's restaurant.

"Eat slowly, hey, please slow down, don't choke. You look like you haven't eaten in eight hundred years. There is also your favorite pork rib soup in the pot. I'll give it to you. You Sheng, you're in the army, you haven't had a full meal in a long time, you look so hungry, I think you're much thinner than before."

A neatly tidied woman with a few well-hidden white strands in her black hair. Seeing Solomon Santee devouring her food, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Mom, it's not that I'm hungry, it's the food you cooked. It's really delicious. It's better than the food cooked by the special chef I had at Capital Hotel."

The iron-blooded aura on Solomon Santee's body disappeared the moment he stepped into the house. He stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth, and his words were a little slurred.

"You are a bastard, you haven't been home for so long, and you still know that I am your mother. Eat slowly, I will serve the soup first, and I will take care of you when you are full!"

The mother patted Solomon Santee on the head. The blow seemed heavy, but it was light when it landed on the head. Then she turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Solomon Santee's mother, whose surname is Hua Fang, comes from a medical family and is a military doctor who has been practicing medicine for nearly thirty years.

Many of Solomon Santee's medical skills were learned from his mother and grandfather when he was a child.

"Oh, Mom, it hurts!"

Solomon Santee shouted exaggeratedly.

"Do you know it hurts? I kept you from going home for so many years!"

Harriet Helwick also knew that his son shouted on purpose, so he scolded him again and turned around and entered the kitchen.

"Xiaoye, we have all heard about what you did in the army. You did the right thing. This time, even your mother feels that you did a good job. If it weren't for you, one hundred and twenty-eight of us Chinese compatriots, Everyone will die!"

A middle-aged man with eyes and a serious aura pushed up his glasses with thick lenses and put down the tea cup in his hand.

He is Solomon Santee's father, Xiao Wenyuan, who works at a special research institute in the army and is a technical major general.

"Dad, didn't Mom always oppose me joining the army? Do you really think I did the right thing this time?"Solomon Santee raised his head.

"Of course, otherwise, with your mother's temper, do you think you can eat such good food when you come back?" Xiao Wenyuan pushed up his glasses again.

Solomon Santee swallowed the food in his mouth, and suddenly turned his head and looked at an old man with silver hair on the sofa, but a straight body, with a vague aura of an iron-blooded soldier who was not angry and mighty.

This old man is clearly Solomon Santee's grandfather, Xiao Zhongguo.

The old man's life is quite legendary. He was born in poverty. He participated in the Anti-Japanese War and the Civil War. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was a member of the Zhanlong Special Forces, the first generation of special forces. He served in the military with integrity and integrity and had a high prestige in the military.

"Grandpa, is there any way for me to return to the army?"Solomon Santee paused slightly while eating.

The old man was reading the newspaper without raising his head. The hand holding the newspaper shook slightly. Then he regained his composure and said, "Why do you want to go back?"

"The man behind this kidnapping of Chinese hostages is the Hell Organization. Before that, they had designed to kill the former captain of the Zhanlong Special Forces, who was also my master!"

Solomon Santee put down his chopsticks, his eyes were slightly red, and he spoke word by word, his words filled with hatred and murderous intent.

The old man stood up suddenly, the newspaper in his hand cracked silently, and an iron-blooded aura burst out from his old body, but this aura only passed away in a flash.

He looked towards the kitchen, then turned and looked out the window where the setting sun had completely set.

The setting sun sets, and the sunset glows like a burning flame.

The old man was as silent as gold.