Three hundred and thirtieth chapters playing hooligans
The four soldiers actually had nothing to do. They just wanted to ask the squadron leader and his sister-in-law about today's arrangements. They were used to morning training, and their biological clocks woke up on time at five o'clock. After waking up, they originally wanted to go back to sleep, but after thinking about it,
The Devil Squadron was still next door. Thinking of his usual BT, even though it was during vacation, several people still got up sadly and went to exercise early.
Coming back covered in stinking sweat, it was almost time. Several people came to the closed door anxiously to ask about the situation. When they heard the squadron's roar, they immediately decided to use rock, paper, scissors to hammer out the unlucky guy.
The unlucky guy is a devil.
All three brothers came out with packs, but he was the only one who came out with a hammer.
This luck was simply specially prepared for him.
With a red face, he finally mustered up the courage, leaned towards the crack in the door, and breathed in: "..."
Didn't say it out loud...
Several brothers kicked him contemptuously, pinched him, and silently urged him to hurry up.
Give it your all.
The Japanese took another deep breath, concentrated all his energy, leaned down and faced the crack in the door: "..."
Still didn't say it.
Faced with the cowardice of the Japs who were usually as cold and stern as ghosts in their missions, they were almost furious. Wang Anzu sneered and directly used his military thorn Echizen to press against the Japs' key parts.
"Say!" Wang Anzu warned silently.
The Japanese's legs were trembling a little. He protected his lower body with one hand and wiped the sweat from his head with the other hand. He finally bravely leaned forward to face the crack in the door: "Squadron leader, are you and your sister-in-law hungry..."
What the hell.
The three brothers immediately looked frightened, turned around and ran away like fallen leaves blown by the wind. The poor devils stood like duckweeds in the wind at the door of the squadron leader's honeymoon room, waiting for the devil to come.
Yao Xiaojing opened the door and was startled when she saw the Japs outside the door who were pretending to be dead with their eyes closed.
Isn't there four people? Why is he the only one left?
"Japanese?" she called him in surprise...
The devil suddenly opened his eyes and saw his pretty sister-in-law standing in front of him. He couldn't help but open his mouth wide and shouted several times before calling out: "Sister-in-law..."
Yao Xiaojing smiled and agreed, giving up her seat and inviting him in.
"Your squadron leader can't wait for you guys to go wash your face. Mu Feng---------" she shouted towards the bathroom.
Chen Mufeng, who had soaped up his face, looked out with a cold face. When he saw the Japs standing stupidly in the room, he said, "What happened? When did the voice become quieter than a mosquito? What were you chirping outside just now?"
Didn't hear a word clearly."
The enemy's eyes suddenly lit up. The squadron didn't hear what he said clearly. Great! Fortunately, they didn't hear it. They saved their lives from the tiger's mouth...
"It's okay, squadron, we just want to ask you and your sister-in-law what your plans are today!"
Chen Mufeng shaved his face with a razor while looking at him and said: "Ask your sister-in-law, she is the boss now."
Yao Xiaojing tidied the bed, glared at him when he heard the sound, and said to the Japanese: "Didn't I just hear you say you were hungry? Let's go have breakfast after washing up, and we can discuss it at the dinner table, okay?"
"Hungry?! Who said I'm hungry--" Chen Mufeng poked his head out of the bathroom again.
The Japs suddenly shed invisible tears. Looking at his sister-in-law who had betrayed him unintentionally, he slowly raised his hand: "It was me who asked you and your sister-in-law at the door if they were hungry..."
Chen Mufeng's face sank, and he pointed at his unpromising appearance and said bitterly: "You...are just a big foodie! When will you be able to make tactical training as good as your stomach?"
, I’m afraid I’ve already become invincible...” After saying that, he threw a bunch of soap foam and stared at him fiercely: “How many of them are there?”
The Japanese's invisible tears flowed more fiercely, and he said resentfully: "They all ran away..."
Chen Mufeng looked at him expressionlessly, and finally twitched the corner of his mouth twice and waved his hand: "Okay, you can go back, and we will meet at the restaurant at the east end of the town later."
"Yes! Squadron leader!" The Japanese ran out the door in a hurry. As soon as he went out, he came back with a bang and saluted Yao Xiaojing: "Sister-in-law, see you later!"
After the Japanese really left, Yao Xiaojing held her belly and laughed.
What a group of living treasures...including Comrade Chen Mufeng of her family, who is also a big living treasure. What are his ears for? The extra-large devil squadron who can hear clearly even the drop of a needle actually pretends not to hear and takes the opportunity to fix it.
The devil's acting skills are really awesome. It seems that she will have to be more thoughtful in the future. If she is taken care of by such a scheming person, the consequences will be even more tragic than what happened to the devil...
"What are you thinking about?" Chen Mufeng came over with a cheerful look, and while adjusting his military appearance, he made close contact with her forehead with his fingers.
Yao Xiaojing held her head and said "ouch" and glared back angrily: "A gentleman talks but never moves."
Chen Mufeng saw her cute and cute appearance, and immediately wanted to tease her.
She took a step forward and lowered her body, deliberately forcing out a charming smile on her face. She reached out and wiped her pink cheeks with her big hand: "Flower girl, soldiers don't touch their mouths."
Yao Xiaojing was immediately shocked. She stared blankly at his bad appearance for three seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter, clapping her hands and stamping her feet. She pointed at him and said with a chuckle: "Haha...
You are simply an embarrassment to the Japanese people... Are there any perverts like you who act like a gangster and still look upright... Haha. I laughed to death..."
Chen Mufeng blushed and lowered his face: "Comrade Yao Xiaojing, please be serious!"
How could she be obedient? Seeing his embarrassment, she laughed even louder. While laughing, she pulled Chen Mufeng's face with her delicate hands and teased him: "Smile... little husband! Smile... stinky
husband!"
"Hoho...ho..." His smile gradually widened. It wasn't until he unexpectedly picked her up and threw her on the bed that a certain little goblin screamed and ran towards the bathroom automatically.