Chapter 1604 Like Water and Fire

It’s actually clear who is the master when it comes to relationships.

As the saying goes, old age is hotter. Even though Comrade Political Commissar is over fifty and has not yet started a family, when it comes to dealing with women and relationships, Malashenko can't keep up with Comrade Political Commissar even if he tries to flatter him. He still needs to learn more.

Malashenko now even feels that the fact that Comrade Political Commissar has not yet gotten married is a bit like "seeing through the world of mortals".

It’s not that I don’t want to start a family or that I don’t have the ability to start a family, but it’s because I have understood many things and understood many things that I have been single until now.

If Comrade Political Commissar hadn't told him, who would have known that this "old man" had such "outrageous" experiences when he was young?

This is probably the truth that people should not be judged by their appearance.

For Malashenko, listening to the opinions of comrades political commissar and making corresponding decisions is a matter of course.

Not long after making the decision, Malashenko encountered a situation that made him most uneasy, but it was completely expected and not unexpected.

The members of the song and dance troupe arrived by car as scheduled at dusk and sunset. Counting the costumes and props required for the performance, plus the manpower, there were more than a dozen cars and a full motorcade.

Malashenko is very familiar with the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe, and also knows how worthy of praise and glorious history this prestigious song and dance troupe is. He has also heard of many performances by the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe in various frontline units.

It's just that this is the first time that Malashenko has seen such a big battle like today, or even heard about it.

"General Malashenko, I am Valeski, the leader of this performance. We have carefully prepared for this performance, and all the programs are very skilled and well organized. You and your The soldiers will enjoy the best performance, I guarantee you! Thank you for your outstanding contributions to the motherland!”

Just hearing these words, it goes without saying that Walensky, who smiles more blooming than a lotus, is definitely the number one social veteran in dealing with interpersonal relationships.

But this is not surprising. After all, the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe often performs for big bosses and has to tour among various elite units on the front line.

If the person in charge of the team doesn't have two skills, then this is really impossible, and there may be a big mess.

"Hello, Comrade Valeski, on behalf of all the commanders, political comrades and soldiers of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, I welcome you.

Malashenko returned the favor casually, and then the two pairs of big hands shook each other enthusiastically. The smile on his face was also full of sincerity, without any pretense.

However, although the smile on his face was indeed genuine, Malashenko's thoughts had actually already flown to Natalia.

Where is my beautiful wife now and what condition is she in? This is what Comrade Ma is most concerned about.

That is to say, when Malashenko was thinking about asking where Natalia was now, a sound of brisk but rapid footsteps followed, and soon a soft and gentle body was sent into the horse. Rashenko's arms rushed straight into his arms.

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The scene was a little frozen for a while. Malashenko certainly knew who the person who threw himself into his arms without saying a word was, but for a while he didn't know what to say to resolve the situation.

In the end, Valeski, who was used to seeing similar scenes, took the lead and broke the deadlock.

After all, most of the girls in the song and dance troupe have husbands or fiancés or boyfriends who are fighting on the front lines and defending the motherland.

It is not uncommon for the Red Flag Song and Dance Ensemble to have such a scene suddenly occur when a certain troop is performing. Valeski naturally knows how to deal with it tactfully.

"Natalia is one of the best vocalists in the group. Her singing voice is soft and contagious, as intoxicating as a lark on a spring branch. She has always been thinking about and missing you, General. Comrade, this is already an open secret in the regiment. Almost everyone knows how much Natalia loves General Malashenko, and too many young men are envious of her."

Spreading dog food and showing affection in public is not a good thing, but if this kind of thing is said from the mouth of other people with status and face. That's a bright spot, at least for us gay men.

"Okay, so many people are watching, do you plan to hold me until dawn tomorrow morning?"

Passing his hands through her hair and gently caressing Natalya's white neck, Malashenko's soft voice actually had some unspeakable feelings lingering in his heart, but at least it was not the time to talk about business yet.

"You are okay, this is the greatest reward and happiness to me. As long as you are okay, I have nothing else to ask for."

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Natalia's tenderness is like water, Anya's passion is like fire.

The contrast between the two is obviously very clear and strong, but neither one can make people feel disgusted, let alone let go and live up to it.

"Hey, I really got myself into it."

Malashenko, who could only sigh secretly in his heart, looked at Natalia, whose eyes were wet with tears, and finally raised her head from her arms for the time being. She quickly concealed her inner guilt with words. Spit it out lightly.

"Okay, you have a performance later, go get ready, don't delay your business."

"Before you leave, I can always accompany you, and there is still a lot of time. So now be obedient and bear it for a while, okay?"

The miserable childhood life has long destined this body named Malashenko, this man who grew up with her, to be everything in Natalia's small world.

Relying on the inherited memory, he is very clear about this. Malashenko knows that the only thing Natalia wants to do now is to stick with him. Even if you sit cross-legged and I lean on you on the grass, waiting for the sky to get dark and watching the stars in the cool breeze, this is the kind of indescribable happiness for her.

I should take some time to do what I should do, but not now. In any case, I have to deal with this commendation performance arranged by the superiors first.

"Inform all troops to start preparations according to the prior arrangement and wait for orders to enter the venue. Let Karamov and his men come to help. The comrades in the song and dance troupe are short of manpower to build the stage and venue. I will always pay attention to his performance. It's up to him to choose whether to clean the toilet or eat good beef. Just say that I said it myself."

"Yes, Comrade Division Commander!"