Chapter 37： Life is your person, death is your ghost

One step, two steps, three steps

Xiao Jing was forced to retreat to the corner by Shen Shengfeng. His tall shadow blocked all her vision, as if standing in front of a mountain that could not be crossed.

Shen Shengfeng raised Xiao Jing's chin, and his eyes were deep. He said, "Don't position yourself too high, thinking that you are special. Although your immunity to me surprised me, but from another perspective, you are mine. Threat. "

Xiao Jing controlled the breathing rate, and she was afraid that the shady chief suddenly gave her a movement to wipe her neck. He even said that he was his threat!

Shen Shengfeng leaned one-handed in his pocket and turned to look at the setting sun in the sky. He said coldly, "You should be very glad that you are my comrade, not the enemy."

Xiao Jing coughed, and squeezed a bitter smile from the corner of her mouth. She said, "Captain, I promise to be loyal and loyal to you, even if the knife holder is on my neck, I ’m your life and you are dead. Ghost. "

Shen Sheng stared at him intently, without a word, staring sharply and attentively at the other person, as if tearing away his camouflage.

Xiao Jing was numb by his scalp, shifting the subject, and pointing at the cafeteria not far away: "Hungry, hungry, we will close the door if we don't go to the cafeteria."

Shen Shengfeng glanced back at the back of the flight and tightened his hands, he became more and more curious about this Xiao Jing.

At midday on the month, the entire military camp has entered a rest period, and the large camp area is shrouded in darkness.

In the dormitory, Xiao Jing deliberately locked the door of the room. She took off her shirt and pulled the white strips from her body in circles.

Then she picked a pullover t-shirt that was two sizes larger, and the loose clothes were not very close. She just lay on her head in bed and relaxed her body.

"Ah, so comfortable." Xiao Jing naturally exclaimed with emotion.

"Well." The tapping of the door was amplified in the tranquility of midnight.

Xiao Jing sat up alertly, dragged the quilt instinctively with both hands, and asked cautiously, "Who?"

"Ensign Xiao, it's me." Lin Qi stood outside the door and replied.

"Is there something wrong with Lieutenant Colonel Lin?" Xiao Jing was convinced that the door was locked, a little relieved.

Lin Qi continued: "You just dropped the medicine in the infirmary, I will send it over to you."

"No, my body has recovered and I don't need to take any more medicine. Thank you, Lieutenant Colonel Lin. It's early, I want to sleep."

"Well then, I won't bother." Lin Qi shrugged helplessly and shoved the medicine box back into his pocket.

Xiao Jingyi's breath was long and she stood up. For safety, don't enjoy it.

She took off her clothes and was about to wrap a long white note.

"Papapa." The knock on the floor shook the floor violently.

Xiao Jing crawled back to bed in a panic, and asked with a smile: "Colonel Lin is still in trouble?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Lin, it's me. Open the door. I have something to tell you." Xiao Yan's rude voice sounded from the door.

When Xiao Jing's pupils got together, it was too late to tie a white note. She believed that within half a minute, this wooden door would end and she was smashed into pieces by Xiao Yan's stiff.

Sure enough, within half a minute, the locked door lock cracked a corner, and then it snapped open.

Xiao Jing hurriedly stuffed white slips into the quilt, and then sat so awkwardly at the head of the bed. Fortunately, the room was dimly lit. She thought that her third brother who had no roots should find nothing.

auzw.com "What are you doing?" Xiao Yan opened the teapot, drank two cups of tea, and asked.

Xiao Jing Gu Zuoyan said rightly: "How come the third brother came to me this evening?"

"My father is back from country F. Next Tuesday, the family family dinner, you have not participated in these two years, you should not go back this year." Xiao Yan picked up a stool, leaned one leg up, and looked at it with interest. she was.

"I've asked someone to go back and tell my mother that I won't go back this year."

"I think it's better for you to go back." Xiao Xuan looked down. Why do you always think that today's junior is something wrong?

Xiao Jing turned his back to the past with a guilty conscience, deliberately avoiding his eyes, and said vaguely: "I have no vacation now and I cannot leave temporarily. This will count as absence."

"If you are absent, you will be absent. If we don't have Iron Eagle, we won't be able to do a great job. If you feel idle, you will be bored. Come to my tiger, I can accompany you to enjoy the flowers and the moon.

"If San Gothic comes over to tell me about this, I already know it. It's not too early, San Brother should go back early." Xiao Jing's eyes always couldn't help looking at the door.

Xiao Yan turned his head, and looked at the faint light in the corridor, and said, "What's the matter with your clothes?"

Xiao Jing pumped the corners of her mouth, leaned her body on the desk, deliberately leaned her body forward, and smiled: "This is the clothes worn by Xiao Yan the past two years. I used them as my regular clothes after training."

Xiao Yi coughed, "You can just wear your clothes in front of me. Don't wear them in front of outsiders. It's not a system."

"I know."

Xiao Yan stood up and looked around, "I'll go back first, so as not to be known by the roll of King Shen Yan, I'll have to trouble you again."

The door closed again, and the whole house was quiet again.

Xiao Jing sat back to the bed as if relieved and pulled out a long note to be tied.

The "beep" alarm went off suddenly.

Xiao Jing jumped up from the bed reflexively, holding a long white sliver in her hand, but her legs were uncontrollably trying to move towards the gate.

God, is your old man playing me on purpose?

Being late is dead, and not tying it is dead.

Dead horizontally and vertically!

With a pen in his hand, Mu Xichi smiled at the long-awaited figure and teased out: "Is Xiao Xiao here to catch up late?"

Xiao Jing returned to the final position and explained: "The instructor said that I now have the full responsibility of the captain, and I have been thinking about whether to gather."

"So you're just as careless as the uncle for fun?" Mu Xi pursed his lips, closed the folder, and magnificently said, "Last one hundred push-ups."

Xiao Jing didn't complain. She squatted like this, supporting the weight of her body with both hands, and completed push-ups one by one with high quality.

"What are you doing?" The low man's voice sounded from above Xiao Jing's head.

Xiao Jing panted, "Major Mu said I was late."

Shen Shengfeng stared expressionlessly at the front of the crowd, his voice was tepid: "He is not the captain, nor the instructor, why do you listen to him?"

Xiao Jing slumped her hands, lay directly on the ground, and smiled bitterly: "Shouldn't you listen to him?"

"On Iron Eagle, only my words are the rules." Shen Shengfeng visited the crowd one by one, and said with a loud voice: "One person made a mistake, the whole army was punished, everyone, a hundred push-ups!"