Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

“Good”.

Carmencita responds well with her mouth, but in reality she only moves a little.

Marco’s hand, which was clenching the steering wheel, tensed unconsciously again.

He told himself not to get angry and to exercise a little restraint.

Carmencita looked at him carefully for a few moments and then quickly withdrew her gaze, as if he were a thief.

He turned his head to look out of the window and realised that it was neither the road to the compound nor the road to his rented house.

“Brother, where are you taking me?”

He was a little afraid to ask, but he did it anyway.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little unsettling and his mind was a little anxious.

Without looking back, Marco said: “You’d better not talk now.

“…”

Carmencita frowned and tilted her head to look out of the window.

If you don’t speak, you don’t speak.

…

The car drove through the streets and alleys until it reached the outskirts, becoming more and more isolated as it went.

Even Carmencita’s brain, inept as it is, realised where Marco was taking her.

He had already followed Marco once, as a stalker.

Marco usually wants it, but in the army it’s not subtle.

Carmencita insisted on coming, so he simply threw her to the soldiers under his command and trained with them.

He had followed the training for a little over half a day and felt that his own life was at stake.

After that, he did not bother him again to move to the side of the military unit.

Even if he came, he would look for Innocent, or his own father.

He pulled the car in, got out first, walked up beside her, opened the passenger door and looked at her without saying anything, gesturing for her to get out.

Carmencita glanced at him and mused in her mind that he must be angry and no longer wanted to talk to her.

But she was far from slow. She quickly got out of the car and followed Marco into his office, her slim body cowering behind him like an aggrieved daughter-in-law.

The soldiers they met on the road greeted Marco and saluted him, then looked at Carmencita curiously.

They are not malicious either, they are pure curiosity.

Carmencita smiled back and gave him a little nod.

It is not far from Ciudad del Cielo, but they are strict and only go out a few times a year, and the days they see women are few.

Not to mention that Carmencita is young and pretty, and looks particularly innocent and charming.

Carmencita’s appearance is something that will appeal to many men.

Marco sensed that something was not right with these soldiers today, he turned his head to look at Carmencita and realised what was happening, blushed and stood waiting for her.

As soon as she followed him, he took her hand and hurried towards the office.

There were no women in the army, and they could get excited for half a day at the sight of a female mosquito.

But he had business to attend to and he had to come, and Carmencita had the nerve to lie to him. If he didn’t take her with him, she would be hidden somewhere by the time he turned around and had to look for her again.

When he arrived at the office, Marco casually pointed to a couch not far away: “Find yourself a place to sit down and help yourself to your own water.

“Oh.” Carmencita used to be nervous, but she was quite obedient when she came to such a serious place.

Marco loves the way he listens and seems particularly well-mannered and has the look of a good boy.

As Carmencita sat there, she got bored and took out her phone to look at it and started reading comics again.

Marco came in and sat there for two hours, during which time he made some phone calls and stared at something and didn’t leave.

At work, Marco is really more serious, but also more charming.

Carmencita’s gaze unconsciously shifted from the phone to him.

For a few years, he found it difficult to see Marco.

Usually by the time she came to him, he had already gone elsewhere on transfer orders.

In the end, they let her go back alone.

And whenever Marco came back, he always went to school to see her first.

It was their little secret that they would tell her about the mission and they would be the first to see her when they returned.

After a while, Marco answered a phone call, hung up with a straight face and then called a soldier and said: “Get ready for a meeting immediately.

He got up to leave, when he remembered that there was a Carmencita in the room.

She turned her head towards the sofa and met Carmencita’s direct gaze at just the right moment.

She looked at him intently, her eyes clear and bright as if there were stars shining in them.

He couldn’t stand the look on her face, it made him inexplicably horny.

He took three steps towards her and looked at her condescendingly: “I’ll have someone take you to my room to rest, I have an urgent meeting now and may have to go on a mission later.

Carmencita sat up, straightened her back and replied earnestly: “Mmm”.

During the week, he can be disobedient and make a scene, but when it comes to work-related matters, he is especially obedient.

Because she knew that the man she liked was doing the most meaningful thing in the world.

In many people’s eyes, Marco’s familiar surroundings are such that all he has to do is sit in his office, drink tea and carry out the occasional non-dangerous mission.

But Marco has a sense of duty and a mission, a man who stands firm, who has earned his rank with his life, putting his life on the line to banish the darkness that people cannot see.

Marco’s gaze softened at how obedient she was, and he couldn’t help but reach out and stroke her head, if only she had been so good.

He had Carmencita taken to his quarters while he himself went to the conference room.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Marco is an officer and lives in a single dormitory.

The room was pitifully small and she looked around, feeling a little bored, and lay down on the bed to think things over, and before long she fell asleep.

He slept all afternoon in this case.

Pulling out her phone, she saw that it was close to two o’clock. Pulling out his phone, he saw the text message Marco had sent him, sent at twelve o’clock.

-Have your own food in the canteen if you are hungry, I am in a meeting.

He remembered that Marco had said earlier that there might be a mission.

Something very serious should have happened.

At this moment, he is probably still in a meeting.

After Marco’s few visits, she had already been here many times with her father and was familiar with the place, so she went to the canteen on her own.

So when he arrived at the canteen, he saw Marco and his group.

They eat quickly, all in uniform, heads down, chopsticks tapping the plates with a “clinking” sound.

Marco looks up and sees her. He frowns slightly and gestures for her to come closer.

Carmencita pointed to the window where the dishes were being served and trotted over with a single step.

When he came home from typing, Marco was the only one at the table.

Carmencita couldn’t help smacking her lips, though she had long since become accustomed to the speed at which they ate.