Attack of the Adorable Kid

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Yan Zheng rubbed her sore neck and leaned on the back of the chair. She said to the assistant slightly tiredly, "I'll wait for a while and call me.

The assistant nodded at her, and then reported the driver's address to Yan Yan's home.

The assistant didn't notice. The driver of the car lifted his hat and glanced at her and Yan Yan through the rearview mirror.

I do not know how long, Yan Yan suddenly awakened from her sleep.

Opening her eyes, she found that she was not in a taxi, but in a dark room, her eyes narrowed.

Was she kidnapped?

Yan Zheng agitated and sat up suddenly.

She moved her hands and feet and found that she was not tied up, and she seemed to be lying on a narrow hard board bed.

She got up from the bed, her heart pounding around.

Touch the switch on the wall and she turned on the light.

Seeing the surrounding environment, Yan Yan breathed tightly.

She was in a humble room with only a bed, cabinet and desk.

A kettle, sheets and quilt hung on the wall, also military green.

Yan Yan walked to the desk and put the note on it. She opened it and saw two strong characters written on the bottom of the first page: Bo Yan.

Yan Yanxiao. Close the notebook tightly.

Try to remember how she got to the dormitory of Bo Yan single team?

Thinking about it, there is only one conclusion.

That is, he pretended to be a taxi driver, got her assistant off the car, and then "robbed" her.

Yan Yan squeezed her lips tightly and saw her own bag at the end of the bed. She picked it up and was going to leave.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

After the shower, wearing camouflage pants, no clothes on his upper body, a towel on his shoulders, and a man with a washbasin in his hand, came in.

Yan Yan's sight inevitably swept into his chest, and the soldiers had muscles like blocks, not as tangled and exaggerated as a fitness coach. He was thin and uniform, but did not lose strength.

On the edge of the abdominal muscles is a mermaid line extending into the pants.

If it is the previous Yan Yan, it is estimated that nosebleeds will occur after seeing.

But now, except for the slight redness of her face, she looked extremely calm.

When Bo Yan saw that Yan Yan awoke, he was obviously stunned.

Seeing her gaze and staring at his chest, he tore off the towel around his neck and blocked it.

Seeing his actions, Yan Yan did not hold back a smile, "Mr. Bo, you are not a woman, what are you covering?"

Bo Yan smiled at Yan Yan. He stepped forward and lowered his basin. "I'm sorry to bring you here."

"If you're really sorry, you won't pretend to be a taxi driver."

Bo Yan took a camouflage T-shirt and put it on her body. She looked back at Yan Yan and smiled lightly at the corners of her lips. "Yes, I deliberately brought you here."

Yan Yan pulled away the smile on her face, and her expression seemed suddenly indifferent. "What is the purpose of you to bring me here?"

"I'm going to the battlefield tomorrow."

Yan Yan froze slightly.

There was a lot of thought in his head about the purpose he brought her to, but he didn't expect it to be this.

But soon, she reacted, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked. "Mr. Bo is a man of both military and military, with courage and tactics, and he can do it well. I believe you will wipe out the enemy as if you were undercover at the Yan family. of!"

Hearing Yan Yan's words, Bo Yan's heart suddenly felt a pain, like a sharp weapon, stabbed in severely.

Yan Yan watched his Qingjun's indifferent face change slightly. She stopped talking and turned away and walked out.

"Well, can you give me three hours, back to when you still liked me."

His voice was softer and softer than ever before, like a stream flowing slowly, without a trace of impurities.

Yan Yan opened her mouth, wanted to say something, and heard him say, "Well, I don't know if I can come back. Three hours, wouldn't you give me any more?"

Yan Yan drew her fingers on her side and tightened slightly.

"If I can come back, I will not entangle you again or make unreasonable requests except to visit Little Apple in the future."

When Yan Yan heard these words, his heart tightened.

Good fortune, when she likes him, he disdains her.

When she wanted to forget him completely from her life, he turned away from her again.

I don't want to ask him again if I like her, nor do I want to know if he wants to rebuild the old one and break the mirror.

Yan Huan turned and looked at his indifferent face, his eyes flashing with pain. He is still the same as before, just like the aging old wine, which belongs to the kind that looks more and more attractive.

But she didn't want to be fooled by him anymore.

She lowered her lips slightly, she said, "I believe you will definitely be able to return triumphantly. I just want to know if what you just said is true? After the victory comes back, won't you bother me again?"

Bo Yan nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Three hours, what do you want to do?" In the single team, she believed he would not do anything to her.

"Let's go downstairs!"

Yan Yan glanced at him, "OK."

Yan Yan came to the single team for the first time, and Bo Yan took her around to visit, and the two walked a few laps along the training ground.

He was not a man of much talk, and Yan Ye didn't talk to him very much either. Most of the time, they were silent with each other.

"Remember I used to play flying saucer once in Ningcheng?"

Yan Yan nodded, falling into memories, and unconsciously evoked a smirk on her lips, "Remember, I am a bad shooter and I have never hit a flying saucer. You still held my hand and hit one. . "

Bo Yan walked to the shooting range with Yan Yan and took out a 54-type pistol from his waist.

Yan Yan looked at Qingjun's indifferent man in doubt, "What are you going to do?"

"Teach you another shot."

Yan Yan looked at his slender phoenix eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He handed the gun to her and walked behind her.

Yan Yan pinched her lips. If she hated him more than a year ago, she might hit a gun and hit him directly.

And now she had only endless sorrow in her heart.

Walking away from the god, the man stood behind her, sturdy Qingjun's chest, pressed against her spine, the night wind blew, and felt his closeness, and a hot mist burst into her eyes.

He had a large, articulated palm, holding it in her little hand with a gun. Qing Jun's indifferent face was close to her little face.

In his ear was his breathing, if any, if not.

Yan Yan was a mess in her heart, her eyes were erratic, and when he took her hand and was about to pull the trigger, she took a step forward.

She did not turn back, but spoke to him at a very fast pace, "Bo Yan, do you remember the Su Su my dad introduced to me? He doesn't mind if I got married, or if I gave birth. Little Apple, he doesn't mind that I used to be a fat man. He also came to the capital. We met a while ago. He was very accommodating and got along with him. I felt relaxed and warm. I ... have agreed to his association. "