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Two days later, at Binjiang Manor, six o'clock in the morning.
A pair of delicate jade-like hands zipped up the camouflage uniform for Qin Guang, who had just returned from morning exercises and had breakfast, then carefully pinned the epaulets onto Qin Guang's shoulders.
"I won't accompany you to work today; I have to rush to Kaizhou soon to participate in the Tian Nan Province selection. After the selection, I'm off to the Southwest to prepare for the competition.
You stay home and get the wedding ready, I will return on time on September 20.
And I will bring back a national military martial arts championship as a wedding gift for you."
Qin Guang gently cradled the cheeks of the beauty before him, softly saying.
"Hmm, husband, I'll wait for you."
Ning Weiwei's cheeks were flushed red, and she seemed reluctant to look into Qin Guang's eyes.
