Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Yes, General Xie, you can rest assured that your subordinates have the tightest mouths. There will be no third person to know about this, so you will be fine!" The guard hurriedly led Yinzi to trot out of Cullen with joy. General House.

Xie Lun swaggered back to the dormitory, lying on the carved bed, lying on her back with her legs bent on her legs, and humming her new song from the Northeast soldier: "It is the New Year in the first month, big The day before the beginning of the year, family reunion, ah, less for the old New Year ... "

Thinking about eating braised beef for a while, Xie Lun's pride was almost unstoppable, and he laughed and sang from time to time ha ha ha ha, and then thought about the old gangster of Zhao Jingting who was going to train in Guyuan In months, he is even more hahahaha.

Zhao Jingting's old hooligan was so overbearing and unreasonable that he was not allowed to eat meat, and even ordered that the kitchen of the General ’s Mansion should not be allowed to touch at all, and thought he could n’t eat it? !!

Hum hum!

I still have enough to eat today!

Master Minger wants to eat pork meat!

The day after tomorrow will eat sheep scorpions!

For half an hour, Shelen was in bed, listening to the sound of footsteps from far to near. He thought you were the little guard who came back, wondering that the little soldier's legs and feet were really fast, and his haraz could not help it Rumbles came out, busy sitting up and waiting for his beef to come, but ...

This footstep ...

wrong!

This is the footsteps of the old hooligan named Zhao!

Xie Lun immediately panicked, didn't Zhao Jingting go to Guyuan to train? Why are you back again? !!

Shelen's mind was messy, thinking of his stewed beef, and thinking about the mess of last night, too busy lying on the bed, pulling the quilt over his body, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Zhao Jingting walked into the dorm room, watching the bed still asleep, and took a small step, he walked lightly to the bed and sat down, looking at Xie Lun's clear face, his dark face could not help but surface. A gentle smile, he reached out to caress Xie Lun's face, but looked at his icy armor and paused again, he got up and carefully dropped his helmet, and then reached out to solve his own problem. armor.

The man in the bed was sleeping, his eyes opened slightly, and he aimed at Zhao Jingting's body like a hill, watching him pull back his armor, his eyes lingered on the man's strong and burly body, and stayed in the army for three For a man of ten years, this figure definitely made the woman look scared and the man looked jealous, and somehow he felt a blush and a heartbeat. He secretly cursed the old hooligan and infected himself with such a shameless habit. Seeing that Zhao Jingting was about to turn around, he was so busy that he closed his eyes again.

Zhao Jingting took off his armor, wore only a black robe, and sat lightly on the bed. He touched Xie Lun's face lightly. Xie Lun was the youngest of Lu Zhishan's group. But he is also 29 years old, but he is born with a small face, and his skin is fairer and smoother than others. Coupled with such a tall and lean body, he is said to be a young man who has not been crowned. Many people believe.

Zhao Jingting looked at the sleeping young man, his fingertips sliding gently on his face, how he felt comfortable, and then he couldn't help laughing, and the laughter was a little sweet and thick, and he couldn't hold back Proud.

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