Chapter 162

Hua Linzheng just threw the cigarette end at her feet and trampled it out. As soon as she looked up, she felt the burning sight coming from the right three o'clock direction. As soon as she turned her eyes, she turned to Zhao Jinkun's black eyes.

Small eyebrows don't understand gently wrinkle, hualinzheng think Zhao Jinkun has something to explain to her, but turn to think the occasion is wrong, a whole class of female soldiers are there, and Mi Jun is also there, Zhao Jinkun look down, it is easy to expose the relationship between the two.

At this thought, Hua Lin Zheng immediately winked at Zhao Jinkun.

Damn it!

Stop looking!

If you go on, she'll be finished!

Mi Jun's back is toward Zhao Jinkun, so she doesn't know where Zhao Jinkun's sight is, but no matter where it is, she feels chilly on her back and doesn't dare to look back easily.

Qiuchen is standing on the left side of Hualin Zheng. She naturally thinks that Zhao Jinkun is looking at her

As for Bei Yu and others who are farther away, they think that Zhao Jinkun looks at the front row and doesn't know who. Anyway, they don't care how much they look in their eyes. As they stand upright, they murmur in their hearts, don't worry who is caught by Zhao Jinkun.

After receiving the wink from Hua Linzheng, Zhao Jinkun moved his eyes.

"Watch it! I'll be back in an hour to check! "

Suddenly a cold drink came from behind. Mi junmeng turned back, but he only had time to see Zhao Jinkun's back.

"Yes

Even in front of Zhao Jinkun's back, MI Jun also respected a standard military salute.

Zhao Jinkun came and went, but the scene of the playground was different.

Hualinzheng five people still stand face to face with Lingqing, mijun did not let them go.

As soon as Ling Qing raised her hand, she put all the four cigarettes into her mouth and inhaled. It was estimated that the reason for the four cigarettes to smoke together was that each cigarette was not burning fast. Hua Linzheng felt that she was so fast that she was sweating for her.

Nearly 20 minutes, Ling Qing just finished smoking a cigarette, there are three cigarettes to smoke, how can Ling Qing finish smoking!

"Come on! Be honest with me

Mi Jun has always been bitter about Ling Qing's overstepping.

“……”

Between swallowing clouds and puffing fog, Ling Qingleng glanced at Mi Jun and didn't answer.

At the beginning of the second cigarette, Ling Qing didn't smoke. She just sucked it into her mouth and then spit it out. She no longer swallowed it with a cigarette in her mouth. It was so fast.

It's not that Ling Qinggang is stupid and doesn't know how to do this. She hasn't smoked well for so many days. She's addicted to smoking. Now she seriously carries out her punishment task.

As time goes by, Ling Qing's feet are full of cigarette ends. Hua Linzheng quickly raises her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead while Mi Jun turns his back to her.

"Ling Qing, stop smoking..."

More than 40 minutes have passed, and nearly two cigarettes have not been opened. Ling Qing's whole body is full of smoke. Bei Yu can't see her handsome face clearly. Seeing that MI Jun's attention is not on them, Bei Yu whispers with a cry.

She found that Ling Qing's face is not very good, some pale, as if at any time can fall down, she worried that Ling Qing again smoke down will have an accident.

“……”

Just when Beiyu opens her mouth, qiuchen finds that MI Jun looks over. She touches Beiyu with her elbow to remind her to be quiet.

The flame in MI Jun's eyes hasn't been extinguished from the beginning to the end. When she hears Beiyu's whispering voice, her eyes stay on Beiyu's face for a long time.

Bei Yu's hands tightly grasped the corner of his clothes and slightly lowered his head. He was too nervous to stare at the floor.

In just a few minutes, a lot of sweat came out of Hua Linzheng's forehead. The sweat meandered down from her cheek and got into the training suit through her white neck.

Eyes in front of the flower Lin Zheng eyes calm, her calm eyes, attention all on Ling Qing's body.

At this moment, Hua Linzheng found that she did not like this feeling.

This feeling of watching her comrades in arms be punished, but she is powerless and unable to lend a helping hand, makes her feel very weak.

If she can choose, she is willing to smoke with Ling Qing. Although she won't smoke, the discomfort in her body is better than that in her heart at this time.

But after so many days of training in the military camp, she realized that a little soldier would not even have the chance to refuse.

Obeying orders is a soldier's bounden duty.

"Cough..."

Silent but not calm quiet, Ling Qing do not know if it is too urgent to smoke, suddenly light cough.

"Don't you like smoking very much? Still choking? Give me a smoke

Facing Ling Qing's choked tears, MI Jun sneers.

Ling Qing wants to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes. As her arm rises high, the ashes fall on the back of her hand. She shrinks her hand because of the pain.

Ming knows that Ling Qing's tears are choked by the smoke, but she slightly shrinks her hand. In Hua Linzheng's eyes, it seems that the tears she wiped away have become spicy and heartbreaking.

With a flick of her head, Ling Qing has no expression on her face. She is not so afraid of MI Jun as Bei Yu. She takes a cold look at Mi Jun and continues to smoke.

damn it!

Mi Jun had better not fall into her hands, otherwise don't blame her for not being polite!

Ling Qing's speed is obviously much faster, left hand smoke right hand smoke, smoke immediately after spit out, even without a pause.

Looking at Ling Qing's mechanical movements, Hua Linzheng suspects that Ling Qing's mouth is numb, but she doesn't even mean to stop and have a rest.

Under the scorching sun, Hua Linzheng glances at Zhao Jinkun's figure and appears on the right side.

Squinting and slightly looking up at the position of the sun in the next sky, Zhao Jinkun obviously appeared by pinching the time.

At that time, when Zhao Jinkun stood in front of a group of female soldiers again, Ling Qing was just smoking for an hour.

"Hello, sir!"

Mr. Mi salutes, and Zhao Jinkun raises his hand at will.

With MI Jun's voice, Ling Qing finally finished her last puff of cigarette. With her fingers clamped with cigarette, her hand, two hands, a total of eight cigarette butts, fell from her hands one after another, and instantly combined with a lot of cigarette butts under her feet.

"Finished?"

A gust of hot wind blows the cigarette case on the ground, blowing a lot of deviation. Zhao Jinkun looks at the cigarette end all over the ground and says in a deep voice to Ling Qing.

One hour, four cigarettes. It's much more than the old soldier's one hour, one cigarette.

"... finished."

Ling Qing first slowly spits out the last cigarette, then returns to the road.

Her mouth is sour. If she doesn't finish smoking, her mouth will be broken.

"Did you enjoy it?"

Zhao Jinkun continued, his tone still blank.

Ling Qinglian looked down at the cigarette butts piled up at his feet. His always indifferent eyes finally changed slightly, and his disgusted eyes flashed by.

"Not bad."

But when she raised her eyes to Zhao Jinkun, she did not care.

"Monitor rice!"

Looking at Ling Qing's unrepentant look, Zhao Jinkun is angry.

Other people were nervous when they heard Zhao Jinkun's cold voice, and Hua Linzheng's eyes flashed slightly.