Chapter 1203

Xi luodun turned and slammed the wardrobe door. "My legs are short?"

Hearing the speech, Zong Zhan looked at her legs recklessly. He didn't know what to think. Unconsciously, he lifted the hem of the white shirt, "really not..."

A man's words stick in his throat.

Xi Luo's eyes widened in an instant.

She doesn't seem to wear anything inside!

Zong Zhan's index finger and middle finger were still holding the hem of his shirt. His eyes fell somewhere and couldn't move away.

At the moment when Xi Luo reacted, she quickly clapped his claws open and closed his legs, "why! Don't look at me if I'm not polite, don't understand!"

This sounds very calm. Only Shiluo knows that she is in a panic.

The usual entanglement was limited to physical contact, but she was a little caught off guard when such a straightforward accident suddenly occurred.

Zong Zhan retracted his hand and bit the tip of his tongue. He praised with great tact: "peach heart is good."

Xiluo felt ants crawling all over her. Nothing was right.

She covered the hem of her shirt with her hands, raised her legs and kicked him, "you need a fucking face!"

Zong Zhan's eyes were burning with a faint fire. He leaned forward and approached Xi Luo, "pruned into a peach heart, isn't it for people to see? If you don't wear pants, is it..."

"Report -"

The deeper language exchange is not over yet, and a loud report sounded outside the door.

Zong Zhan closed his eyes, pressed down the human activity map in his mind, took out a pair of camouflage trousers at random from the wardrobe and stuffed them into Xi Luo's arms, "go to the bathroom to change."

This time, Xi Luo didn't dare to toss around and rushed into the bathroom with her trousers.

It's a thunderbolt. You can see it when you see it. You have to say it!

The shape of the peach heart was not trimmed by herself. She went to the beauty salon for body care a few days back to Nanyang. It was a body shape highly recommended by the beautician.

He knows shit!

On the other side, the commander waiting outside the door shouted a report.

What's the boss doing?

I haven't opened the door for so long. Is... Busy?

The commander was about to start his reverie. The door opened. Zongzhan held a cigarette in his mouth and frowned, "say."

"Boss, is the reporter OK?"

Zong Zhan glanced at him, and a few pieces of ash floated from his cigarette butts while talking, "I can't die."

The commander seemed relieved. "That's good. Boss, it's almost time. I just dismissed the team and asked them to go back to rest first and continue the combat exercise in the afternoon."

"Well, you arranged." Zong Zhan turned to close the door, but thought of another thing, "wait."

"Boss?"

Zong Zhan leaned against the door frame and said in a low voice several times, "who asked Xi Luo to go to the training ground today?"

Although Xi Luo didn't say it clearly, the inside and outside meaning seemed to be mistaken for his arrangement.

At this time, the commander replied inexplicably: "isn't she going by herself? Fang Zhengrong told me that reporter Xi wanted to shoot the military style in the rain, and specially called me to cooperate as much as possible."

"Fang Zhengrong?"

The commander nuzui in a certain direction, "the female soldier in the communication room, the one sitting opposite the reporter."

Zong Zhan thought for a moment and was impressed, but he had no memory.

He waved and sidled into the room.

……

At the same time, Fang Zhengrong in the communication room drank water with a cup in one hand, but there was a trace of bad in his eyes.

Two little girls nearby are discussing today's camp gossip.

"Really? Our chief executive left with sister Luo in his arms?"

"It's true that they saw both the black dog and the two eggs."

"Mom, sister Luo is too happy. What's the plot of the idol drama? I'll respect it first."

"Deadlock."

With a bang, the teapot was knocked on the table. Fang Zhengrong glanced at them with a stiff tone, "have you finished sorting out the communication materials given in the morning?"

The two girls smiled and shook their heads, "not yet, not yet."

"In ten minutes, tidy it up and send it to me."

One of them sucked the air conditioner, "ten minutes? Team leader, more than 100 materials, we..."

Fang Zhengrong said solemnly, "since you have time to gossip, I believe you should sort it out almost! Remember, give it to me in ten minutes."

The two girls suddenly turned gray. It was terrible. They touched the head of the team leader.

……

Dinner starts in the canteen at 11:30.

At this time, Xi Luo is still lying in zongzhan's dormitory, drinking coffee and brushing a small video with one hand, carefree and comfortable.

"Change your clothes and eat in the canteen."

Xiluo lay in bed and kicked the thin quilt on her lower body, "I'm not hungry."

Zong Zhan has changed his dry camouflage clothes, pinched his waist and stood by the bed, "I'll change it for you?"

"Why are you so annoying?" Xi Luo leaned back against the head of the bed and stared at him with a frozen eyebrow. "It's not enough to eat?"

Zong Zhan leaned over and supported her waist with one hand. "Reporter Xi, the whole battalion knows that you fainted and were brought back by me. You don't show up at lunchtime. Aren't you afraid they will arrange our relationship?"

"Who's afraid? Who knows." Xiluo raised her head and drank the last sip of coffee. She threw the cup into the wastebasket at the corner of the bed. "Are you tired of being afraid of this and that all day?"

Zong Zhan looked at her slightly open shirt collar and narrowed his eyes, "is a woman's reputation so unimportant to you?"

Xi Luo rolled her eyes. "What can a famous festival do? What's the use except setting up a memorial archway for everyone to applaud?"

She is most annoyed that men wear colored glasses to judge women.

But Zong Zhan doesn't have a long memory.

If she hadn't met the man she wanted, the film would have been sent out.

"Ms. Xi really makes people scratch their eyes!" Zong Zhan patted her face, and his tone could not hear joy and anger.

Hearing this, Xi Luo immediately smashed the back of his hand with her mobile phone. "Why do you always scratch your eyes on me? You have so little knowledge?"

"I've never seen a woman as romantic as you!"

Xi Luo smiled. She liked the word "romantic." it's strange to see less. Who says only men can be romantic, but women can't? "

"Are you proud?"

Xi Luo smiled more and more brightly: "of course, at least you don't have to judge it like a commodity. Men have their own plot. Women's plot, which is completely used to the old ideas. Since we advocate equality between men and women, we have to treat pleasure equally."

Zong Zhan frowned disapprovingly, "where are the fallacies? Is it difficult for you to be clean?"

"Don't buckle my hat. Being romantic doesn't mean you don't love yourself." Xiluo snorted angrily, "it's high sounding. You might as well admit that you have a female plot."

The man was silent for a long time, as if tacitly, and as if thinking about how to answer.

Seeing this, Xi Luo clearly raised her lips, "Gee, it seems that you really have this bad habit."

"Bad habits?" Zong Zhan sat on the side of the bed and stared at her. "Xiluo, men all over the world have this plot."

"That can only say that men all over the world are fools!" Xi Luo smiled sarcastically, sat up with the quilt in her arms and argued with him, "I'll ask you, don't you think you're an asshole when you touch a woman with this plot?

We slept with each other during the love period. Do you want to continue looking for an innocent girl after breaking up? You are not clean, and you have the face to ask for the next one to be innocent? "

The air beside the bed stagnated for a few minutes. Zong Zhan looked at Xi Luo with a sneering look, and said, "you don't have to upset a boat of people so extreme. This is just an ideal plot, not a necessary requirement."

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