Or sometimes, he just chooses to go on a mission.
In the most dangerous situation to stimulate themselves, such a high degree of tension in the environment, it is difficult to distract attention to things in estrus.
"My mecha..." Gu baiweidun, with a calm smile, "major general, the fit between me and mecha is less than 80%"
Nishizawa was stunned, with a hint of pity in his eyes. He clearly knows what it means to fit less than 80%.
So that's why Christine didn't join the army.
But he only thought that Bai was born with weak mental ability. After thinking about it, sizer said, "if you have a chance, you can come to my training room. I have a little research on mecha. Maybe I can help you."
"Thank you, major general." Gu Bai looked up and gave him a smile.
He doesn't usually see a smile. At this moment, his eyebrows suddenly bend, which reminds people of the flower bud that the spring wind blows on the branches.
Sizer gave a light meal.
Yuanyuan: [wonderful, it's a good idea to be a beautiful man. 】
GU Bai: "keeping a low profile means making full use of one's own advantages."
"So major general," Gu Bai waved, "see you tomorrow. I wish you a good dream in the evening."
Xize light "um" a, looking at Gu Bai turn to leave.
Men have a good figure, thin waist, long legs, wearing a uniform, but also an excellent proportion.
Somehow, sizer thought of the fight a week ago.
When he hugged Christine from behind, he faintly smelled the smell of flowers.
When he just pulled up Christine, the palm of his hand touched the skin, and there was a delicate touch on his fingertips.
The tip of the nose seems to smell some dust, some itching.
Sizer frowned, turned and closed the door of the training hall.
……
……
At night.
Lying on the bed, Nishizawa vaguely heard a familiar voice: '" I wish you a good dream in the evening. "
Yes, he's dreaming.
In this dream, it seems to be surrounded by a fog of nothingness.
He stretched out his hand and could only touch a piece of cool air.
Sizer hasn't had a dream for a long time.
He even kept a little sober and clearly realized that the world in front of him was the dream world.
Perhaps it was a novelty that he didn't struggle to wake up, but chose a direction at will.
Anyway, it's foggy everywhere. It's the same everywhere.
Suddenly I heard a light call in my ear: "major general, major general."
The voice was very low at first, but gradually it seemed to come from all directions.
One layer after another, like waves.
So sizer recognized the owner of the voice Christine
The voice seemed to contain a smile: "yes, there is a reward."
Fog suddenly dissipated, in front of Xize, gradually sketched a fuzzy figure.
The closer the figure was to him, the more solid it was. In an instant, it was in front of sizer.
Slightly curved eyebrows, ruddy thin lips. The chin curve is smooth and looks very delicate.
He was smiling and looking at sizer.
Sizer found that the fog seemed to flow into Christine's light gray eyes.
Unlike usual, Christine was wearing a baggy shirt. But his whole body is like picking up from the water. His shirt is wet and his hair is wet.
There seemed to be a few drops of water hanging on the eyelashes.
Black hair clings to the cheek and looks pathetic. And the shirt that soaks through becomes very close to the body, move slightly, show delicate clavicle faintly.