Chapter 47

Su Shanshan can't fit it anymore!

Feng Xuelan is really different from before. She looks so aggressive when she speaks! Su Shanshan, who used to say nothing in front of her, can't stand it now!

But if she can't make up with Feng Xuelan, how can she do what she thinks?

When Su Shanshan hesitated, the old bear suddenly emerged from behind the two people.

"Sister-in-law!" the old bear greeted Feng Xuelan with a familiar face, and then sent a secret signal to Feng Xuelan with his eyes - please help! Please help! Please help!

Feng Xuelan ignored these signals, nodded to the old bear and planned to leave.

But at this time, Su Shanshan grabbed Feng Xuelan's arm and glittering tears flashed in her eyes. That's really pathetic.

"Xuelan, I sincerely apologize to you! I'll try to make up for what you said. Can't you give me a chance if you don't kill too much?"

Without waiting for Feng Xuelan to say anything, the old bear on one side hurried to help, "yes, yes! Sister-in-law, forgive her! The feelings between comrades in arms are very sacred and solid, especially the comrades in arms in the recruit company, who are friends who have worked hard all their life! What else can't be solved?"

Seeing that he was in a hurry to jump into the pit, Feng Xuelan knew that this guy was not trying to persuade peace, but wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Su Shanshan.

She just wanted to help old bear, when the door of the conference room opened, Zong Mingzhe and Qu Shuyu came in.

Zong Mingzhe looked so handsome in his military uniform. Feng Xuelan found that he seemed in a good mood. When talking to Qu Shuyu, he could still see a faint smile on his face.

When the old bear saw the two men come in, his eyes lit up, waved to them and said loudly, "religious officer! My sister-in-law is here!"

The two of them came over. Qu Shuyu saw Su Shanshan holding the wind and snow LAN and asked, "what's the matter?"

The old bear said, "the two of them had a little conflict because of the previous things. Su Shanshan apologized to her sister-in-law, who was still angry with her."

Originally, Feng Xuelan saw Zong Mingzhe, and her irritability, which had been made by them, had improved a lot. But when old bear said so, she suddenly burst into anger. Little contradiction? That's really light!

Before the storm broke out, Zong Mingzhe came and grabbed her waist and said to these people, "I'll take her away first. I'll talk about other things later."

Qu Shuyu said with a smile, "look at this. It's like I'm afraid someone will rob your daughter-in-law!"

Zong Mingzhe waved to him and left the conference room with Feng Xuelan.

Out of the conference room, Zong Mingzhe poked Feng Xuelan's eyebrows with his fingers and asked, "are you angry?"

Feng Xuelan also poked his eyebrows with his fingers and replied, "you know everything."

Zong Mingzhe fell to her ear and whispered, "then I'll take you to a good place and let you vent your anger."

"Where?" Feng Xuelan was curious.

Zong Mingzhe refused to speak mysteriously.

A moment later, they arrived at the place Zong Mingzhe said. It turned out that it was the shooting range where they had come before.

Zong Mingzhe took the gun and bullets and put them on the target in front of Feng Xuelan. Feng Xuelan felt a little incredible.

This place is different from the place where she was trained. Guns and bullets can be seen everywhere, but here, these things are strictly controlled.

Feng Xuelan picked up the pistol, loaded it skillfully, and saw Zong Mingzhe open the moving target.

Feng Xuelan smiled, "did company commander Qu tell you?"

Zong Mingzhe nodded. "He said you can't hit a moving target. I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it?" Feng Xuelan raised his gun and made a aiming gesture.

Zong Mingzhe came up to her ear and whispered, "I haven't eaten enough of your roasted birds and snakes." with that, he put the sound insulation earmuff on the wind and snow Lan's head, and then stood away.

With several deafening shots, the moving target slipped from one side to the other.

The score was displayed on the electronic screen, and Feng Xuelan didn't miss a shot.

"Don't you want to hide this skill that can only be practiced after special training?" Zong Mingzhe said helplessly.

Feng Xuelan put down his gun, looked at Zong Mingzhe and asked, "even if I hide it, can't you see it? If you see it, won't you check it?"

"Now..." Zong Mingzhe lifted up his chin, looked at her big clear eyes and whispered, "what should I do with you?"

The more magnanimous Feng Xuelan is, the more it shows that she has no fear. The more difficult it is for others to find out her hidden secret. But the more such a secret, the more likely it is to matter.

Zong Mingzhe knows that Feng Xuelan has handed over the decision to him.

Zong Mingzhe can choose to deal with it strictly, report the matter of fengxuelan, and then investigate it more carefully, and even let fengxuelan leave here.

Zong Mingzhe can also hide this matter, because fengxuelan has not made any threatening actions, and Zong Mingzhe has investigated again and again and found no flaws.

Feng Xuelan is curious. Will Zong Mingzhe choose to eliminate potential risks more rationally, or will he pay more attention to the feelings between two people and choose to keep this secret.

She smiled jokingly, put her hands around Zong Mingzhe's neck, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "what do you want to do?"

"Are you challenging me?" Zong Mingzhe hugged her slender waist, printed a kiss on her forehead and said, "no matter who you are, I will keep an eye on you from now on. If you want to do anything bad, you must pass me first."

"Your pass?" Feng Xuelan said with a smile. "How do I feel that your pass is not so sad?"

"Why?" Zong Mingzhe asked.

"Because I can use beauty tricks." Feng Xuelan said with her head raised.

"Beauty trick?" Zong Mingzhe's big hands dishonestly slipped from fengxuelan's waist to his hips, and their bodies stuck closer, "you are Seyou."

Feng Xuelan stood on tiptoe, printed a kiss on his lips and whispered, "if you have the ability, you can resist."

"I won't resist."

Since he doesn't resist, Feng Xuelan doesn't mind doing it again.

But at this time, Zong Mingzhe's mobile phone rang. He answered the phone and seemed to leave again.

He sent the gun and the remaining bullets back and went out with the wind and snow.

"Is your friend recovered?" Feng Xuelan asked.

Zong Mingzhe was a little surprised. Feng Xuelan said with a smile, "you have the smell of disinfectant, but you are very happy. It must not be that someone is ill, but that the person you visit has recovered."