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Chapter 342 Silkworm Chrysalis

Surprise turned into shock.

Chen Mufeng actually returned to the base in the early morning.

The lieutenant and the four guardians scurried about in despair. Only Yao Xiaojing still kept her mouth open, looking at her husband who had just been talking a few words as he strode towards her with a dusty and tired face.

"Mu...Mufeng...you..." She felt that her tongue was useless and her heartbeat became faster. She stared blankly at his dark face getting closer and closer, and ran away with a guilty conscience.

..

It's better not to show off her skills and embarrass herself.

As soon as she made a move, she fell into the clutches of the "enemy army". He locked her with a big hand, his deep voice was hoarse, and his eyes were full of blame and pity: "Where are you running?"

"I didn't run away..." He was the one who didn't run away.

"Still saying?" His tone was a little more stern.

Yao Xiaojing raised her head, quickly passed over his face, and said nothing.

Next, Chen Mufeng took her hand and strode away without even looking at the gorgeously decorated activity room. The lights in the room suddenly went out, and Yao Xiaojing's heart sank to the bottom.

The moon's shadow was slanting to the west, and the leaves were rustling in the mountain breeze. In the tranquil night, the sound of their interlacing footsteps could be heard from time to time. One walked with strong and solid steps, and the other followed each step cautiously.

Yao Xiaojing was extremely frustrated and felt deeply disappointed. She had been preparing to surprise him for so long, but who knew that his unexpected appearance disrupted her good intentions. What made her most sad was that when she saw the carefully arranged

At the venue, he didn't even show any joy.

His steps became faster and faster, so that Yao Xiaojing had to trot to keep up. It was dark and the road was hazy, and her foot suddenly hit a pothole in the middle of the road, causing severe pain.

Sensing something was wrong, Chen Mufeng stopped suddenly. In the moonlight, what came into view was Xiaojing's pale face and tight lips. Her dark eyes stared at the family room in the distance, not looking at him.

He didn't speak, he just squatted down and held her ankle.

"Hmm..." The sharp pain made them frown at the same time. She couldn't help but break into a cold sweat and groaned.

Chen Mufeng squatted on the ground and looked up at her, his eyes less fierce than before but with more helpless pity. He relaxed his fingertips and gently rubbed her sprained ankle.

"Hiss----------" She gasped and looked at him angrily.

He was actually smiling. Although it was very shallow and deeply hidden, Yao Xiaojing still noticed it at the first sight. His eyes were a little red, and his grievances were so overwhelming.

I stubbornly threw away his hand and strode forward. The sprained ankle was still uncomfortable, but it was no longer as painful as before.

He did not chase her closely as before, wrap her in his arms to comfort her, but followed her step by step, all the way back to the family room.

"Bang----------" The poor door was in trouble.

He touched his nose, seemed to smile, came in, closed the door, and then turned on the dim desk lamp.

Xiaojing sat on the edge of the bed with his back on her back, her head hanging down. She didn't know whether she was complaining about his ruthlessness or mourning that her plan had been aborted. He coughed, and when she ignored her, he could only take off his training uniform.

Wearing a vest, I took an electric kettle to boil water.

The hour hand pointed to one o'clock, and Chen Mufeng, who had mixed water for a shower in the small room next door, opened the door and came in. The room was dark, and the girl sitting there just now could no longer be seen by the bed. His eyesight was excellent, and he quickly looked on the bed.

We arrived at the little shrimps curled up into a ball.

Asleep?

He walked lightly, plugged in the electric kettle with water, then lay next to her in his big underpants, and pulled off the only quilt on the bed.

But the quilt was wrapped tightly around her like a silkworm chrysalis, motionless.

What do you mean, don't let him cover up? Although she just took a shower and didn't feel cold, this cruel little girl has decided to hang him outside.

He curled his lips, did not move her again, turned around and fell asleep.

After a few minutes, the silkworm chrysalis beside him couldn't bear his temper and began to twist around. Chen Mufeng thought to himself, this girl is really stupid. Before punishing him, didn't she think that she would be suffocated to death with her head covered?

.

"Xiao Jing..." Seeing her suffer, it hurts more than when I was in bed.

The silkworm chrysalis immediately stopped moving.

He opened his arms, hugged her with the quilt, and said softly: "Sleep well... don't lose your temper."

Silkworm Chrysalis immediately reacted violently, stretching out her fists and kicking her legs, mixed with her dissatisfied protests.

"Woooooo----------" The kettle in the corner whistled and the water boiled.

He hugged her hard, then stood up, mixed hot water in the basin, wrung it out with a towel, and walked to the bed.

From the lower part of the silkworm chrysalis, he found a small gap. Before the person inside could react, he reached in and grabbed her white feet like lightning, and gently pulled them out.

Yao Xiaojing wanted to shout, but her sore ankle suddenly felt a warm current flowing from the skin-to-skin contact to her heart.

"Hoho...Okay, be good, don't make trouble!" Mu Feng laughed in a low voice, and then she felt a cold sensation on her calf, a hot flash of contact, and he actually kissed her leg and bit her punitively.

Got it...

"Well..." She ran out of energy...

As long as he is by her side, as long as he does not lose his temper with her, then Chen Mufeng is the most powerful destructive weapon in the world.

As the hot towels were constantly changed, her head finally came out from the quilt. Her pure and clear face and messy black hair made her look as cute and innocent as a child.

My throat is a little tight.

He avoided her sight, carefully wiped her feet with a hot towel, and said in a low voice: "You are not allowed to hurt your body for me in the future, you know?" She has been silently behind his back these days for his birthday.

Her dedication made him both touched and worried. He was touched by her heartfelt care, but he was also afraid that his little man would fall ill due to overwork. Especially today, after he had to deal with the bad motives of several soldiers overnight.

After rushing back to the base, a scene that worried him still occurred. His Xiaojing actually stayed up late to arrange an unnecessary birthday party for him.


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