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Yang Lina gently approached the bed and half sat on it. She lightly patted my lower abdomen. Her slender hand drew a beautiful line above my body.

"Pull up your coat! Your uniform should be washed. It's a bit dirty! " Yang Lina gently shifted her butt as she said this.

I said, "If there's no one to help me wash it, it's not like I know how to wash it!" As I said that, I rolled up my clothes to reveal my stomach. "In fact, my stomach didn't hurt at all. I was always the one who escaped when I pretended to be sick."

The magical equipment used in the class had now become the reason to avoid training.

"Lazy!" Lazy man! I've never seen such a lazy recruit like you! " Yang Lina smiled and leaned forward, pressing a hand against my stomach.

I happily accepted her 'criticism' and pulled up my blouse. "I dare to believe that this is the first time that I have so readily accepted the criticism of others. If my parents had dared to do so at home …"

The consequences of calling me lazy must have been serious; it was the same for the new company, where the squad leader had criticized me for being lazy because of my dirty clothes, and I had openly retorted. Of course, the most important thing was …

As a result, I went to wash my clothes obediently... The army is not like society. I have to keep up with the situation.

"Does it hurt here?" she asked.

I shook my head. I could feel the warmth of her body, the normal touch of a doctor to a patient.

"What about here?" she asked.

I continued to shake my head.

After replying five times' no pain ', I saw Yang Lina's face. Those two willow leaves couldn't help but frown slightly.

If he wasn't sick at all, it would be strange if he was in pain! As I secretly rejoiced in my heart, I looked at her as if she were a rare sight, so pleasing to the eye, so exciting to the heart!

Yang Lina turned around and brought her stethoscope over. She pressed it against my abdomen and moved it back and forth with a slight frown.

I could smell a distinct fragrance. It wasn't the scent of perfume, but rather the natural fragrance that came from Yang Mengna's body. The unique scent of a beautiful girl have completely destroyed the one I used to hold on to

The defensive line, along with the evil thoughts, was like a flood that had burst a dam, filling his entire body.

I couldn't help but clench my fists, cursing my own shamelessness. At this moment, the shamelessness beneath my body seemed to suddenly awaken like an Eastern Sleeping Lion, instantly raising up the heaven and earth around me. My Heavens

How could this be? I suddenly felt a strong sense of apology.

I feel that its awakening at this moment is a disrespect, perhaps even a blasphemy, towards this white-clothed Angel in front of it.

But I can't help myself! I admit, before I enlisted, I was a wretched teenager, addicted to sex and violence, watching AV movies is a common occurrence, and fighting is a common occurrence.

Could it be that the sight of Yang Lina wearing a white coat made me think of the 'uniform temptation' and made my passion burn?

I tried to expel the guilt with the consolation of my heart; I even tried to press down on the cloud as soon as she turned her attention away.

However, it was not that simple! As Yang Lina drew back with the stethoscope, it happened to pass by me.

She clearly felt something. She was stunned for a moment, and then her face flushed red.

I was also embarrassed, thinking I had nothing to do, in front of the opposite sex, such shame, this is still every time.

But before I had time to think about the consequences, I saw Yang Lina furiously tap her stethoscope against my high spot, and my body suddenly contracted. A very painful feeling passed in an instant.

That place was so high that it was like a deflated balloon, returning to its previous tranquility.

Yang Lina stood up in anger, threw her stethoscope to the side, and cursed, "You rascal! Great hooligan! "What a scoundrel!"

Maybe she really had never scolded anyone before, to the point that under these circumstances, the only thing she could attack me with was the word 'hoodlum'.

I was about to stand up and apologize, to tell her that it wasn't my fault, but then I realized something very serious: the little guy, who had been so enthusiastic, had cooled down.

Was she the one who broke it?

I broke out in a cold sweat!

Then wouldn't I be finished for the rest of my life?