Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Team Mu has always been sincere, how could it be fooled.

Then, Wei Ji carefully reviewed himself, "It may be true that I haven't had a rest for two years. I should take a vacation to learn about the latest mode of getting along with young people nowadays."

"Team Mu, you really didn't lie to me?"

Why, he always feels something wrong.

If it feels wrong to perform the task, there must be a problem.

But falling in love is too inexperienced!

It feels wrong and I don't know where to start. I don't even have a reference.

You can only believe in their team Mu.

With a sudden questioning, Mu Chenyuan's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "This is how I get along with An Xia. If you don't know it, you can learn more."

It's just the way he and An Xia get along. It's not clear to others.

Wei Ji pressed his heart for what hadn't disappeared, and he was thoughtful.

"According to you, you and An Xia are special special lists, right."

Mu Chenyuan nodded, "Yes."

Nor can he completely bias his teammates.

In the event that Wei Ji meets a girl who wants to know more about, he will hold hands and hug him when he goes up, and he must not be beaten by the girl as a hooligan.

Usually pit them, that is to promote the feeling of teammates, to add fun to the boring training.

Life-long events still cannot be pitted.

Conscience is disturbed.

The point is to explain that he and An Xia get along very differently.

Wei Ji felt that he should understand, "I see, you are you, and others are others. The understanding of others may be the same as your understanding, but it may also be different."

Like tongue twisters, Mu Chenyuan didn't want to discuss him with his teammates for the time being.

His experience is like the air on the top of a mountain thousands of meters above sea level. It is so thin that there is not much experience taught.

"You can feel your way slowly, An Xia is here, take a step first."

An Xia, who handed in the rifle, walked over at a brisk pace and had already seen Mu Chenyuan standing by the flowerbed talking to others.

Wei Ji, deputy team of Powolf Brigade.

Looking at the two people's faces are very serious, is it possible that they are leaving?

An Xia's heart tightened slightly, and she quickened her pace.

A few meters away, Wei Ji strode away, and Mu Chenyuan greeted her.

"Are you leaving?" An Xia asked.

"No." Holding a hand, Mu Chenyuan walked side by side with her, "Say something trivial, it has been resolved."

Not to go, that's good.

The two walked along the path with green leaves, walking slowly and slowly.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, unlike camps and bases, where the shouts of training can shake the ground most of the night.

The cool evening breeze blew across, refreshing, and seemed to be able to sweep away the smoke of both of them.

Above his head, there was a foreign body slamming his head, and Mu Chenyuan with quick eyes and quick hands stretched out his hand to catch the falling foreign body steadily.

A big mango half eaten by a bird.

The mango was ripe, and he suddenly grabbed it with force, catching the flesh and squeezing it, and some golden mango flesh just splashed on Anxia's lips.

The fragrance came, and the lips were pursed, sweet!

Seeing the mango rotten by his hand again, An Xia looked regretful, "It's a pity that you rotten such a sweet mango."

Mu Chenyuan, who grabbed a hand of the pulp, wiped his hands, looked up at the mango tree full of fruits, and asked, "I'll go up, pick one for you?"

"Good idea." An Xia looked at the tree full of mangoes. She didn't like many fruits, and mangoes were one of them.

Sweeping his eyes around, confirming that there is no one, An Xia is like performing a certain task, pressing down on his throat and saying: "There is no one around, I'm alert, you act!"