Chapter 213 He Is Different
Is it possible to see it?
impossible.
The squad leader waved his hand in front of her. An strange breeze blew by, and An Xia took a step sideways to the right.
One step below is a step, and the foot stepping sideways is obviously empty.
"Be careful!" The squad leader exclaimed in surprise, stretching out his hand to pull people.
Mu Chenyuan was faster than him, with a stride, so fast that he flashed like a phantom, he was already under the steps, firmly hugging An Xia.
He hugged him tightly, and walked down the steps with his arms around him.
"Is it too twisted?" He asked, his dark and cold eyes looked at An Xia, and finally fell on her lips.
The lips are red and white, and the complexion is very good.
The familiar woody fragrance enveloped her, and the frowning eyes that were blindfolded slowly relaxed, "No."
The voice is not very cold, but the moment the ending sound falls, it is very light and soft, like falling cotton candy.
The monitor on the top of the steps bent down and covered his chest.
There is an illusion of being disgusted.
Did you just say 'it's not for training, don't you like touching'?
Not even a minute passed, the new instructor not only touched, but hugged and hugged!
"Is your eyes uncomfortable?" Mu Chenyuan asked again, very carefully.
An Xia nodded, "Yes."
It's been a long time since I've been blindfolded, and it brought back some not-so-good old memories.
"Relax, come, come with me." The indifferent special soldier let go of all the coldness, his sharp and handsome facial features possessed a softness that he hadn't noticed yet, "I won't leave yet."
Holding her arm firmly, Mu Chenyuan answered her previous question.
"How long is it for now?" An Xia frowned again, "Continue to monitor me?"
The breath is cold.
Mu Chenyuan smiled slightly, "No."
The cold breath subsided, and finally there was a good color on his face.
Not good.
If so, she will spread ten times the anger she received from Xia Houyu on Mu Chenyuan.
Now triple it.
From the corner of his eye, Mu Chenyuan glanced at An Xia who had a sneer on his lips, and shook his head helplessly.
Next, I don't know whether he trained her or she trained him.
Cheng Ming told him this morning that for three months in the special education institute, he was trained miserably by An Xia.
If it wasn't for his strong body and mind, his life would most likely be lost.
In a place like the special training institute, she could train a second-level special soldier in Cheng Ming to a miserable state. When she entered the team of professional trainers, Mu Chenyuan had already foreseen that the days to come would be full of ups and downs.
The breeze blows, and the spring is full.
Mu Chenyuan raised his eyes, glanced at the camp area in the Spring Garden, and kept a faint smile in his eyes.
Holding An Xia's arm, he led her across the long, tree-lined road to the female soldier's dormitory.
The figures of the two are one tall and the other short. In the early morning, the sun shines through the leaves, and the time is mottled.
The two walking slowly, step by step towards the distance, like walking on a flowery road.
The squad leader stood, looked at each other in a daze, and muttered for a while, "It looks like a painting, it fits so well."
Behind him, Cheng Yiluo's cry came.
She also released it.
The squad leader gave a jolt, jumped over those few steps, and ran away.
He deliberately asked the female soldier to come and pick him up, just because he didn't want to hear the crying.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"Go home? Yes, do you know what will happen if you escape? You can ask the instructor first." The female soldier who picked her up told her seriously, "After you understand it, you decide whether to go home or not."
Newcomers will not adapt to the life of the team when they first come.
It will be fine after a while.
That is, her crying habit needs to be corrected.