Quick Wear: Charming Female Supporting Role Cannot Be Enough

Chapter 337: Young Marshal of the Republic of China VS Opera Artist 29

Huo Nian suddenly tightened his arms around Chu Hua's waist with such force that he seemed to want to embed her into his body, wishing he could rub her into his bones and blood.

The kiss was passionate and eager to engulf the person.

The two held hands tightly and wrapped their arms around each other.

A dark light flashed in Huo Nian's eyes, and he grabbed Chu Hua's collar and pulled it hard.

The sound of fabric tearing rang out in the silent room, and the cheongsam was torn into pieces in an instant.

There was a hint of excitement in his deep eyes.

He has wanted to do this for a long time...

"Huahua is so pretty..."

Huo Nian sank down holding Chu Hua.

The large bed creaked in the room, the sound of entangled breaths continued for a long time, and the whole room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

It was almost dawn when Chu Huan fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, the place next to me was already cold, without a trace of warmth.

"Madam is up."

Fuling blushed as she looked at the messy room and hurriedly helped Chuhuan to get up.

This son-in-law is too rough. The room looks like it was robbed by bandits!

"Have you seen Huo Nian?" Chu Hua's voice was a little lazy.

Fuling shook her head truthfully: "It seems that the young commander went out early in the morning today and has not returned yet."

Chu Hua nodded, "I understand."

It was not until lunch time that Chu Hua saw him.

He was wearing a neat military uniform and seemed to be in a hurry with fast steps.

The military boots made a rapid sound as they stepped on the ground.

"I'll come back and have dinner with you."

The voice was low and gentle.

Chu Hua gently stroked his eyebrows and smiled faintly: "Okay."

He sat down next to Chu Hua and, as usual, took care of her while she ate.

"This is delicious, try it."

He put the processed braised pork into Chu Hua's bowl, the color was tempting.

Chu Hua smiled and said, "Okay."

Seeing Chu Huan eat all the meat, Huo Nian's tense brows relaxed a little, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Tell Master that the opera house should not hold performances for the time being."

Chu Hua paused holding the chopsticks, she looked up at Huo Nian:

"But something's going to happen?"

"not yet."

Huo Nian reached out and held Chu Hua's hand, which inexplicably brought some soothing power to him.

Chu Hua nodded and accompanied him to finish the meal.

After dinner, Huo Nian left in a hurry again.

His figure gradually walked away, and Chu Huan looked in the direction he left, slightly lost in thought.

Afterwards, Chu Huan also took a bus back to Liyuan to make some arrangements.

From a distance, I saw Gu Sisi standing at the entrance of the Pear Garden, pacing anxiously.

She was wearing a light-colored long dress, her hair fluttering gently in the breeze.

The moment she saw Chu Hua, a smile appeared on Gu Sisi's face.

"You finally came!"

"Miss Gu, what's the matter?"

Gu Sisi looked around for a while, and only spoke after making sure that no one else was around:

"The storm is coming. Huo Nian is already planning to arrange people to escort the people of Qingcheng to retreat. Are you willing to come with me?"

"He is the young commander, so he must stay behind. How can the remaining troops protect you? Why don't you come with me first?"

Chu Hua was slightly startled, then smiled and said:

"No thanks, thank you Miss Gu for your kindness."

"Husband and wife are one. He won't abandon me, and I won't abandon him either."

Chu Hua's eyes were firm and gentle, and her tone was unquestionable.

Gu Sisi was a little anxious, "Why don't you listen?!"

Her brows were furrowed, her face full of worry.

"If Huo Nian stays alone, there is still a glimmer of hope. As long as you are still alive, you will have a chance to meet again!"

"Ms. Gu doesn't understand him. It's better for him to die than to survive from Kou Jun's hands. As his wife, I will naturally not leave him alone."

Gu Sisi was speechless. It turned out that there were people who loved someone so much that they would not even sacrifice their own life...

"I understand. I hope you can live a happy life."

She finally gave in and smiled calmly.

There was a hint of helplessness in the smile, quietly hiding the unexpressed emotions in the heart.

Chu Hua nodded: "Thank you."

"I gotta go……"

Gu Sisi looked at her with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

Maybe we will never see each other again after this separation...

"Going abroad to continue studying?"

"No, I'm going to Peking."

Chu Hua was startled, "Beiping is also a good choice."

Gu Sisi nodded, "I am a woman of the new era, I can't fall behind you, there are many aspiring young people there, I want to join them!"

Chu Hua smiled:

"That's fine too. I hope you can get what you want."

"Thank you."

After saying this, Gu Sisi hurried away, her steps somewhat anxiously.

She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would not be able to hold it in any longer, and tears slowly gathered in her eyes, swirling around in her eye sockets stubbornly.

Chu Hua looked at her back, narrowed her eyes slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

She cannot change the course of history.

The only thing we can do is to fulfill our responsibilities...

"Master, the outside world is in turmoil now, so please stop performing at the opera house."

Chu Hua's voice was gentle but with a hint of solemnity.

The boss sat on a high seat with a worried look on his face, which looked even older due to the vicissitudes of life.

The Pear Garden had been gradually declining under his leadership. He finally met a talented disciple like Chu Hua, but now he still can't make it?

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements, don't worry."

The boss's voice was a little hoarse.

After he finished speaking, his face instantly aged several years, as if he had used up all his strength.

With this pause, I don’t know how long I’ll have to wait for the show to start…

Chu Hua also knew that he was reluctant to leave, so she could only nod lightly, her watery eyes full of comfort:

"Master, don't worry. Even if we don't sing it, as long as there are still people who remember it, it will not be lost."

"Well, that's the only way to think about it."

The class owner's somewhat old eyes became bright at this moment.

As long as this three-foot stage is in people's hearts, the opera world will not decline!

Chu Huan accompanied the two old men to pack up the things from the Pear Garden, and did not return to the Marshal's Mansion until the evening.

It was late at night and there was still no sign of Huo Nian, so Chu Huan had no choice but to go to bed.

The night is silent, with only the curtains gently blowing in the evening breeze.

I don’t know how long it had been, but Chu Hua suddenly felt a cold touch coming from behind her.

Huo Nian rested his chin on Chu Hua's shoulder and held Chu Hua's waist tightly with his big hands:

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Chu Huan turned around and looked into his eyes in the dim light. His eyes were full of fatigue and affection.

She gently stroked his eyebrows:

"I can't sleep without you."

In just a few days, his face had become haggard and there were dark circles under his eyes.

If Huo Nian hadn’t known Chu Hua’s love of beauty, he would have grown stubble!

Huo Nian gave Chu Hua a loud kiss on the lips, with a smile on his face.