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Chapter 92, You took the initiative to confess(1/2)

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In fact, Ji Muhan habitually took out his mobile phone to watch after training.

Of course, you will definitely be curious about how Ji Muhan has a mobile phone!

Because in addition to daily training, what Chen Shaolin said about handing in his mobile phone was actually handed over to Ji Muhan.

If it weren't before, Ji Muhan wouldn't have taken out his phone, because he thought it was meaningless and wasted time.

With this time, he would rather go on a five-kilometer off-road with a load.

But since I came back from Yunnan's mission, I remembered what the little girl said, and I never replied to the message. Since then, it has been a habit. After training every day, I will come back to see the information she came and talk about what I did in one day.

Suddenly, I felt like I was filled with my heart. Although it was strange, it was not annoying.

Click to see.

: Hanhan, I was taken to school by my brother today and packed my things and went home. Oh, it's so sad.

: Please comfort and caress, Hanhan misses you so much. We have only been separated for ten hours, and I feel it is so difficult. When will you take a vacation?

: Actually, I know my information, and you may not even know how to read it, but I will tell you.

:Hanhan, I really miss you very much.

: Hanhan, I'm so tired after coming back these two days to make up for my homework. I feel that when I close my eyes, I'm all about the knowledge points in the textbook. Moreover, sometimes I can't help but think of you while making up for it. I don't know if you will miss me a little bit?

:Hey, I think I'm almost becoming the kind of old-fashioned woman who was waiting at home to return from battle.

Ji Muhan looked at the information Mo Xiaoqing gave him in the past three days and slid to the end. Seeing this sentence, the corner of his mouth was involuntarily bent.

I was also relieved inexplicably. The strange feeling that was originally pressing on my heart disappeared for a moment.

Chen Shaolin knocked on the door symbolically.

Ji Muhan glanced at Chen someone leaning against the door.

Chen Shaolin immediately stood up straight, raised his hands, looked at the door with his eyes, and defended himself, "This is really not what I opened, it was you who forgot to close it."

Ji Muhan with a faint expression retracted his gaze, calmly and calmly took the phone into the cabinet and locked it.

Seeing that he did not respond, Chen Shaolin whistled in a habit. Dan Feng's eyes raised and joked without fear of death, "Oh, Lieutenant Colonel Ji, who has always regarded mobile phones as communicators, will he play with mobile phones one day? Is this considered a violation of the law?"

"I just committed it, so what?" Ji Muhan looked straight at him with deep and calm eyes, curled his lips coldly, "Want to threaten?"

Oops hey!

Who dares to threaten Captain Ji, unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

Even if I borrowed him ten more courage, I would not dare to threaten him. The consequences were really unimaginable.

"How dare?" Chen Shaolin was sweating profusely by his cold eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

Ji Muhan did not comment on his words.

He walked past him with big strides and walked out of the locker room.

Chen Shaolin was stunned for a moment, thinking of the main thing he came over, and then immediately followed.

"Don't you need to go to the infirmary to check out your injuries?"

He remembered that when he was in Yunnan that day, he was shot and then jumped to save Momo. He has been back for three days and has not seen him go to the infirmary to check his injuries.

"No need." Ji Muhan replied indifferently.

Chen Shaolin shrugged strangely. He knew that this would be the answer.

But as his subordinate and a legitimate subordinate, he has to care about his injuries.

After a change of topic, he asked him, "By the way, do you know the news of the joint exercise of the seven military regions drawing lots?"

Ji Muhan walked forward with big strides, responding faintly, "Yes."

"Which military region do you think we will draw with?" Chen Shaolin curled his lips. Just thinking of this exercise, he was already a little eager to try.

The militants were not very good last time

, almost they unilaterally abused them.

It's too unchallenging. It's just that such a strong man can only enjoy fighting against the strong. If he looks like that, he doesn't feel much like he wins.

By the way, they were exercising with the Nanjing Military Region Special War Brigade last year, and the scale was relatively small.

However, at that time, he made a mistake and was slaughtered in advance. Although their Imperial Capital Special War Brigade won in the end, he still kept this matter in mind.

If he doesn't torture the people there this year and as soon as he avenges his previous shame, he will pronounce the name upside down.

Ji Muhan was too lazy to guess and returned to the dormitory calmly, "No interest."

Young officers like them are also from the special forces team of the special forces team of the special forces, and their dormitory is not in the same dormitory as other special forces soldiers of the special forces team.

The dormitory of a few of them is a large warehouse, which includes both dormitories, anti-terrorism training houses, etc.

Ji Muhan's room is next to Shen Shaolin.

"Don't do this~, just guess~" Chen Shaolin deliberately pinched his voice and learned from Mo Xiaoqing's usual words.

"Chen Shaolin, if you feel uncomfortable in your throat, I can help you get back to normal." Ji Muhan frowned and glanced at him, his eyes turned cold. While saying that, he also pinched his fingers, and his finger joints were giggling.

That scene - not to mention how weird!

Chen Shaolin saw Ji Muhan's right hand that was obviously ready to lift, and his mouth twitched, "..."

Haha, don't be so violent.

Such a civilized society, so rough and affects the image!

Chen Shaolin only restrained for a while and smiled jokingly, "I'm not learning from our cute Momo to speak. Tsk, Ji Muhan, you've never admitted that you don't like others. Even if I learn from others, you can hear it all at once."

Ji Muhan, "..." I'm sick.

"You might fall in love with Momo?"

Ji Muhan heard his intimate call Momo subconsciously frowned, his eyes chilled, "Get out."

Along the way, Chen Shaolin was singing a one-man show alone, and he also spoke very happily. Anyway, he didn't expect Ji Muhan to answer that if he was so arrogant, he would have to worry about his life if he could really make words out of his mouth.

Ji Muhan stopped at the door of the room and pressed his finger on the right.

Click.

The door was unlocked, Ji Muhan ignored him and opened the door and went in.

Chen Shaolin and Ji Muhan lived under the same roof for almost two years, but they had never entered his room.

Why?

This girl has a serious obsession with cleanliness, which is so serious that it is so serious that it is not allowed to touch him on weekdays. In addition to necessary physical contact, this ancestor would never allow others to touch him. Even if it was just the slightest contact, he would immediately frown. His disgusting appearance was like there were countless bacteria on others' bodies, which would be infected when touched.

Now I finally have the opportunity to step into the realm of Ji Muhan as a treasure. Can I not be excited if I call Chen Shaolin?

But before he could officially step into the room, his feet were still parked in mid-air—

"If you step into this place, don't want your legs." Ji Muhan added calmly.

Chen Shaolin immediately took it back.

A master of the times is a hero. Chen Shaolin can stay by Ji Muhan's side. Moreover, he teased him many times and watched the show, which means he stopped when he knew he was good.

Some things can be joked about, because although Ji Muhan is cold-hearted and indifferent, he doesn't take ordinary jokes to heart, but if he is about matters of principles, or when he touches people and things that should not be touched, he will become the death-seeking king of hell.

If the King of Hell is unhappy, it will be really not fun.

"Hehe, you're welcome, I won't go in." Chen Shaolin touched the bridge of his nose embarrassedly.

Ji Muhan was too lazy to pay attention to him and closed the door directly.

bump.

Chen Shaolin raised his eyebrows.

Tsk,

I am so bad-hearted, I really don’t know what Momo likes him? Is it because his face is better than himself

It looks a little better?

Alas, this world of face-based viewing will not allow them to live.

I don’t know what Ji Muhan has to do?

He is such a considerate and humorous man, why no one knows how to appreciate his goodness? They are all blind and have no help!

...

I really don’t know what to say about the next three days. Mo Xiaoqing thought that the special forces’ vacation would not last long, but who knew that Mo Yanyu calmly picked her up and down from school for three consecutive days, and became a full-time bodyguard, driver, or even a chef.

Although she really enjoyed it, she had a long time, especially every day except for class, she faced her brother's face every day.

After I came back, I took classes for three consecutive days. In order to make up for the courses I had taken for the previous days of leave, I stayed up late until one or two o'clock in the morning for three days, and I had no time to go out for fun. I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no need to go to class, so I sleep until I wake up naturally in the morning.

It was already half past ten after waking up. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went downstairs to eat the breakfast prepared by Zhang's mother.
To be continued...
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