Chapter 1012

The return journey took about 40 minutes.

Even if carrying a person, Ji Zhou and Peng Yu Qiu's feet are faster than they move back.

The four basically did not talk on the road.

Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong were so tired that they could hardly resist the invasion of the sleeping devil as soon as they were carried up. They closed their eyes and slept in the past. They didn't wake up all the way. They had a sweet sleep.

When they return to the camp, Mucheng pulls Wei Nan to wait for them at the gate.

"Sister Liang! Tang poetry sister

Mu Cheng waves to them.

Hearing the cry, Liang Zhiqiong and Tang poetry wake up from their sleep.

Liang Zhiqiong yawned, then opened her eyes vaguely. Under the double torture of exhaustion and sleepiness, she looked left and right. After a long time, she suddenly reflected that she was on her back in autumn.

"Here it is?" Heard his voice floating, and so on after a pause, Liang Zhiqiong accentuated the tone, "let me down."

This move can be said to be a model of "turning a face and not recognizing people".

Peng Yu lowered her eyelids and put her down.

However, Liang Zhiqiong, who misjudged her physical condition, landed on the ground with one foot and one soft leg, and nearly fell down directly.

Peng Yu Qiu, who just turned around, helped her in time.

Liang Zhiqiong looked at him, slightly angry, and quickly took her hand away from her.

"Sister Liang, how are you?"

Mu Cheng rushes forward in a very "uninteresting" way, blocking Pengyu and Liang Zhiqiong, and reaches for Liang Zhiqiong.

Liang Zhiqiong felt two legs that didn't listen to me. She blinked her eyes, "my legs won't be useless, right?"

"No, no, just a night off." Mu Cheng confidently said, "I'll give you some hot water to soak your feet later, so that you can get up alive tomorrow morning."

Peng Yu lost his cool eye.

Mu Cheng raises his eyebrows triumphantly.

Hum.

No hot water for you!

Pengyuqiu frowned and looked at the sad face of Liang Zhiqiong. Without saying a word, she turned to the camp.

"Well, Peng, don't you help me?" Mu Cheng raises his voice to call him.

However, Peng Yuqiu didn't even stop for a moment and went straight to the camp dormitory.

Seeing Pengyu's figure in autumn, Liang Zhiqiong lowered her eyelids.

"Little sister Liang, don't care. He lost to us two days ago. He is in a bad mood." While placating Liang Zhiqiong, Mu Cheng shamelessly gives a beneficial result to the wild confrontation which had no result before.

"I hear you two have no results."

The upright Wei Nan timely inserted a sentence to save Peng Yu Qiu's reputation.

Mu Cheng looks at the helper in disbelief.

Even if you don't talk and don't help, it's going to help you?!

"Get your hot water Mu Cheng said, and stressed, "two pots, including my sister Tang poetry."

Wei Nan got the task and left without any indication.

Wei Nan is a sniper. He is a little weak in physical fitness. He is half equal to Mu Cheng, so mu Cheng holds him to bet that whoever wins will do something for the other side. Wei Nan agreed. Unexpectedly, Mu Cheng's universe broke out and beat him. After that, he kept holding him waiting here, saying that he would wait for Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi to come and let him do things.

Different from the scoundrels in their team, Wei Nan is a man of integrity, naturally waiting for the task.

Now that I know what to do, I'm sure I won't waste time here.

"Is that good?" Liang Zhiqiong blinked and hesitated.

They come here to suffer. What's the matter with getting someone to help them wash their feet in hot water It's too delicate.

Mu Cheng raised his hands and chest and said with a smile, "don't worry, he owes me."

"Tang..."

Liang Zhiqiong just wanted to call Tang poetry, but as soon as she noticed Tang poetry and Ji Zhou, she shut her mouth in time.

The little face of Tang poetry is red, standing in front of Ji Zhou, very cramped.

"Thank you."

At the same time, Tang poetry also slightly bowed to Ji Zhou.

Ji Zhou or that pair of gentle smile, "a little thing, don't worry about it."

At this time, someone came to call Ji Zhou. He said something was wrong. He nodded his head and left.

But before leaving, he also told Mu Cheng to take care of Tang poetry. He was very careful.

The herdsman answered quickly.

Liang Zhiqiong stares at the rather flustered Tang poetry with a thoughtful expression.

"Sister Xiao Liang, what do you think of our Wei Nan just now, brother Wei?" When Mu Cheng helped Liang Zhiqiong to the Tang poetry, he did not forget to draw the red line. "Our brother Wei is very powerful, he is also good-looking, and he is honest. Although his personality is rigid, he is certainly good for you."

After that, Mu Cheng also asked Tang Shi, "what do you think, sister Tang Shi?""Pastoral drillmaster," Tang Shi tilted his head and studied Mu Cheng carefully. He asked, "have you met any happy events?"

"It is said that she will get married next year."

"Oh."

Tang poetry suddenly nodded.

No wonder.

It seems that I am too happy to share my happiness with others.

After all, in the impression of Tang poetry, Mu Cheng didn't jump off like this before.

"Hey, hey." Mu Cheng laughs and asks Liang Zhiqiong, "what do you mean, sister liang?"

Liang Zhiqiong thought carefully and said, "brother mu, I like people who are too serious."

"That's a good feeling. There aren't many serious people in our team. Let me tell you - "

barabala.

Mu Cheng walks to the camp with one hand. At the same time, he enthusiastically introduces Liang Zhiqiong. The gossip is like Mu Cheng. He has already made clear the single and high-quality young men in the team. It is not hard to say.

Liang Zhiqiong was very tired. She was not as energetic as he was. She didn't even have the energy to refute. She could only cope and listen.

"Back?"

When she was about to arrive at the dormitory, Liang Zhiqiong heard the voice of Mo shangyun.

Liang Zhiqiong raised her head and looked at the sound source blankly. As a result, she almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mo shangyun, who should be beaten, sat at the door with a small Maza. She was holding an orange in her hand. She just finished peeling it. Under the gaze of Liang Zhiqiong, she broke it into two parts, and then broke a piece of orange into her mouth.

Watching her eat orange action, Liang Zhiqiong can't help but swallow saliva.

"Shit, Mo shangyun, are you trying to piss us off?" Liang Zhiqiong's head was inflamed.

Needless to say, just want to piss them off!

They were half dead tired. She would rather sit here - eat, oranges, oranges!

What a shame!

"Let me tell you something," Mo shangyun ate another piece of orange. It's not until you start your training. It's getting late. Save time and go to bed. "

With that, Mo shangyun stood up from Mazar.

Subei passed by her side, intending to enter the door. Mo shangyun lifted his hand and threw half of the orange in the past. Subei raised his hand to copy it in his hand, and then said with a smile, "thank you."

Seeing the scene of their tacit understanding, Liang Zhiqiong could not help eating in her heart and was quite indignant.

Grandma is a bear. She has a new love and forgets her old love. At least she has lived and died together, but she is thrown to suffer torture. That's all. We have to meet new lovers in front of her

"Hum."

Liang Zhiqiong shakes off Mu Cheng's hand and is choking with anger in her heart. Then she drags herself wearily into the female soldier dormitory next door.

Mo shangyun looks at her action inexplicably, and then throws another half of the orange in his hand and throws it to Mu Cheng.

"Go back early." Mo Shang Yun Road.

"OK."

Mu Cheng is flattered and responds.

Glancing at the figure of Mo shangyun turning into the door, Mu Cheng's expression is a little meditative - how can today's Mo shangyun make people feel so close?

It's like a changed person!

In the same way, Tang poetry also thinks that Mo shangyun is strange.

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female soldier dormitory.

He said goodbye to Mu Cheng at the door, and only after Mu Cheng left did Tang poetry enter the door.

As soon as she entered the door, she noticed something was wrong.

The female frogman in this dormitory is basically staring at her, and her eyes are a bit alert and defensive.

Tang Shi was stunned. He stopped his action and scanned his eyes for a circle. Then he found out that the origin of these vigilance should be directed at Liang Zhiqiong.

Because two meters away from Liang Zhiqiong, there are few people.

"Hello, everyone."

With a smile on his face, Tang Shi nodded to them.

She was clever and quiet, and there was a magic power in her body to let people down their guard, so those eyes gradually closed back.

The female frogs in the dormitory feel the gap between them and feel puzzled at the same time.

With the collision of Liang Zhiqiong's entrance, they didn't mean to introduce themselves to the Tang poetry. After eliminating the hostility, they turned to do their own things.

Tang Shi felt strange and went to Liang Zhiqiong, who was sitting on the Mazar and taking off her shoes.

"Zhi Qiong, what's the matter?" Tang poetry asked Liang Zhiqiong in a low voice.

Taking off the shoes full of dust, Liang Zhiqiong poured out some sand and said casually, "Oh, a few words."

Tang Poetry:.... "

In less than a minute, she offended the female soldiers in the whole dormitory?

That's a little bit too strong, isn't it?

From a certain point of view, Tang poetry actually has some worship of Liang Zhiqiong.Ordinary people can't do it.

Liang Zhiqiong doesn't matter.

As soon as she came in, she saw that they were staring at her like a thief, which made her feel uncomfortable. Then a clumsy person spilled some water on her. Anyway, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and there was no difference to her. She took the opportunity to threaten her a little.

In any case, no matter how capable, we should not easily show weakness.

She didn't want to make friends with them. If she offended her, she would offend her. Liang Zhiqiong didn't care.

"Hurry up, you two. The lights are going out." A female frog man urged the two of them, but maybe it was the previous standoff with Liang Zhiqiong, and she added, "if you don't rest, we still have to rest."

Liang Zhiqiong was picking up blisters on her feet. Leng Buding frowned at the complaint.

"Sorry..." Tang Shi wants to apologize.

At the same time, the dormitory chief stood out and mediated: "sorry, Xiao Liu is a little angry. Take your time."

"What kind of temper?" Ask Xiao Liu's people to stand up and say, "do you need to pamper them? The rules are the rules, the rules for us, since they are here, they are also the rules to them. After the lights are turned off, things are constantly noisy. How can we rest? "

"Xiao Liu!" The dormitory chief frowned and called her, then pulled her hand, "the first day someone came..."

"Privilege on the first day?" Xiao Liu asked angrily.

At the same time, another man interrupted, "isn't it privilege? It's someone else's back. "

The voice was sour, but the irony was obvious.

They can't compare with Mo shangyun, and Mo shangyun has helped them, so they have nothing to say about Mo shangyun. However, Liang Zhiqiong and Tang poetry are different.

They are not as powerful as Mo shangyun and have no privilege of Mo shangyun.

The strong have the right to despise the weak.

There is no doubt that Tang and Qiong are all weak here.

Even though they were sarcastic, they were right.

-- they all come back on their feet. Are you carrying them back, aren't you doing privileges?

"What do you mean?"

Throwing the socks to the ground, Liang Zhiqiong stood up directly barefoot.

As soon as her voice dropped, many people gathered around her.

Some people don't want to cause trouble, but they are not happy with Liang Zhiqiong's normal. They are a collective, and of course they should unite as one.

Tang poetry promptly grasped Liang Zhiqiong's wrist and exerted a little force to indicate that she should not be impulsive.

The atmosphere froze.

"Knock. Knock. Knock

At the same time, three knocks on the door attracted their attention.

The door was open and not closed. People looked up and saw a man standing at the door, almost unheard.

When you have a close look, you can recognize the identity of the other party -- Wei Nan.

Liang Zhiqiong and Tang poetry have a subconscious look at each other, and then they both look at the two pots of hot water in his hand.

"I'll bring the water."

Wei Nan's vision through all people, fell on Liang Zhiqiong and Tang poetry.

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