Chapter 670

Zong Mingzhe was a little relieved after hearing it.

Thanks to Wu Yan being there, nald didn't know what he would say to Feng Xuelan. According to the current fengxuelan's attitude towards this matter, where nald asked her to go, fengxuelan absolutely can't not go.

No one knows where nald's place will be and what will happen after the wind and snow go.

Fortunately, Wu Yan prevented this from happening.

"Since you can't ask, don't take care of it for the time being. When team he comes back, team Wu must tell him about it. What should we do then, and team he will come up with a good way." Zong Mingzhe Shunfeng Xuelan's hair, smiled and said to her, "Those in the game and those on the sidelines see clearly. Maybe any team will see this more clearly than you. If nald sets a trap for you to drill, don't you want him to succeed if you really go?"

Even knowing that Zong Mingzhe said this just to persuade her, Feng Xuelan still felt a lot more comfortable.

At least, in the face of such things, now she doesn't need to carry them all alone.

"Well, anyway, he Yaoshi must be wordy. I'm afraid he'll teach me a lesson for sneaking to the infirmary for me." Feng Xuelan took a breath, patted Zong Mingzhe on the shoulder and said with a smile, "hurry up and take a bath, smelly man."

Zong Mingzhe also knows that this kind of thing can never be solved by saying two words to deceive people, but now this thing can only be so. As for what to do in the future, he has an idea, but he can't tell Feng Xuelan yet.

He took Feng Xuelan's hand and walked towards the bathroom step by step. Feng Xuelan was surprised and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Take a bath." Zong Ming said boldly, "I flew back directly from the battlefield. I'm too tired to move. I can't wash it until someone helps me."

Feng Xuelan smiled at the speech.

Is this man flirting with her?

When the two men entered the bathroom, Zong Mingzhe took off his clothes one by one. Looking at the black stains on his clothes, Feng Xuelan knew how cruel the man had experienced. These were blood stains. Only in the case of close combat could he get so many blood stains on his body.

Even the clothes inside are soaked

Feng Xuelan took the shower, tried the water temperature and poured it on him.

The warm water flowed on his skin, and the water under his feet was almost dark red.

Feng Xuelan put the plastic stool there, and Zong Mingzhe sat down obediently.

Feng Xuelan carefully washed Zong Mingzhe from head to foot, and then wiped him from head to foot with a bath towel.

When all this was done, Feng Xuelan looked at Zong Mingzhe again and found that the man's face was actually red.

"Didn't you ask for it?" Feng Xuelan said with a smile. "I haven't been seen before, and I'm shy?"

Zong Mingzhe wanted to take Feng Xuelan to the bathroom, because he didn't want her to sit alone in that corner. But he didn't expect that she would take a bath for him so seriously

Zong Mingzhe couldn't help holding fengxuelan, pressed her on the bathroom wall and kissed her.

This kiss made fengxuelan unbearable.

She needs Zong Mingzhe's warmth too much. She misses him too much.

"You... Aren't you very tired..."

Mingming is ready to go, and fengxuelan is still worried about it.

"I slept on the plane back."

Although he only slept for a while, he didn't think he was lying.

Dry firewood and fire, each other burst out at this moment, asking and giving, like trying to disperse the loneliness accumulated in the heart and determine each other's existence

Wait until dawn, Feng Xuelan lies there, looks at Zong Mingzhe lying aside, and whispers, "are you going to attend the morning meeting?"

"Of course." Zong Mingzhe took a look at the time, "but I want to stay in bed for a while and don't go to breakfast at all."

Feng Xuelan smiled, "it doesn't matter. You go to the morning meeting. I'll find something delicious in the canteen and bring it to you."

"Then I'll eat the dessert made of little gold. If he doesn't have any inventory, let him make it right away." Zong Mingzhe immediately put forward his request.

"OK." Feng Xuelan agreed immediately.

When they go out on missions, especially in combat missions, they can only eat military rations. Those things can only be regarded as filling their stomachs, which is certainly not comparable to the canteen here.

When you come back, you should ask for some food you like.

Feng Xuelan thinks so.

But Feng Xuelan didn't know that Zong Mingzhe did this to make her go to the main building later.

When Zong Mingzhe changed the straight uniform he usually wore here, Feng Xuelan couldn't help turning around him twice.

"Handsome?" Zong Mingzhe asked her with a smile while tidying up his tie.

Feng Xuelan held his shoulder and nodded, "compared with the smelly man before, of course, it's so handsome."

Zong Mingzhe easily messed up her hair and said with a smile, "who held the smelly man tightly in his arms and refused to let go?"

Feng Xuelan didn't tidy her hair, so she came directly to hold him, buried her head in his arms and took a deep breath.

"It doesn't smell," she said, looking up at him.

Zong Mingzhe took advantage of the situation and printed a kiss on her lips. Looking carefully at the blood in her eyes, Zong Mingzhe still couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Don't forget my dessert. Don't let little gold fool things with fruit salad and so on!" he specially stressed.

"I know! Don't worry!" Feng Xuelan snorted.

When Zong Mingzhe left, Feng Xuelan looked at the closed door and felt as if he were still in a dream.

She looked forward to Zong Mingzhe coming back soon. He really came back suddenly.

Feng Xuelan turned his head and looked at the candy pillow still in the corner of the room. He went to pick it up and asked, "I'm not dreaming, am I? You saw him back, didn't you?"

Candy pillows certainly won't answer her.

Feng Xuelan smiled, hugged the candy pillow, turned around the house a few times, and then threw it away.

Before long, fengxuelan appeared in the canteen.

The wind and snow came too late. Most people had already had breakfast and left. The canteen looked quiet, and Feng Xuelan just came to ask.

"Hey? The Zong team is back?" little Jin looked happy, but a little embarrassed. "How can there be sweets for breakfast? There's still sweet porridge, can you?"

Feng Xuelan stared at him and asked him, "do you think Mingzhe can be solved by sweet porridge?"

Little gold shrunk his neck and shook his head.

Zong Mingzhe knows his taste very well. That man is very picky about sweets.