To say that this Weng Fan looks average, but he is quite big, two heads taller than her. Every time she stands in front of Weng Fan, she always has to look up at him. The most annoying thing is that Weng Fan always talks about her height intentionally or unintentionally, making fun of her "small and exquisite", like a dwarf winter melon.

Please, no one in the world will have a winter melon as big as her, why hasn't she seen it. Besides, the women in the south of the Yangtze River are more delicate than the women in the north. She is a girl, not a man, what do you want to do with such a big person. If she is really as tall as him, it will be a trouble! What man wants to marry a lady who has to look up every day.

Weng Fan watched Fan Shuiling put his clothes on a stone, beat them a few times with a wooden stick, and then put them into the river to clear them. Then twist it dry and throw it into a wooden tub on the left.

"Isn't there a soldier in the barracks who is responsible for washing clothes? Why don't you let them wash it?"

"No, I can wash my own clothes myself!" Fan Shuiling replied perfunctorily. She can wash her clothes herself, so she doesn't bother others, and besides, there are her underwear inside. How can it be handed over to someone else to wash, besides, the person who washes the clothes is still a man.

Weng Fan propped his chin and looked at her: "Aren't you tired of yourself?"

"I'm willing!" Fan Shuiling picked up another piece of clothing that had been soaked in the water and continued to beat.

"Forget it, then you can go ahead and wash! I won't bother you. Weng Fan seemed to sense that Fan Shuiling was a little impatient with him. And I saw a man walking towards the river. I had to touch my nose, stand up, and turn away in a witty way.

Fan Shuiling's action of tapping his clothes stopped, and he turned around to look at the back of Weng Fan leaving, his willow eyebrows furrowed slightly. She knew that her attitude towards Weng Fan today was not very good, and it could be said that she was very unfriendly. However, she can't be blamed for this, Weng Fan is also responsible, and his attitude towards her suddenly changed.

Actually, her friendship with Weng Fan was very good at the beginning. He was entrusted by his father and her godfather to take good care of her. In order to hide her identity from the people in the barracks. Weng Fan and Jiang Hai always helped her cover up and prevaricate in front of the group of people who were curious about her relationship with Chang Sheng.

However, she couldn't remember what day it started. Weng Fan was friendly to her, and her caring attitude suddenly changed. He began to ask her what her relationship with Chang Sheng was. Sometimes, he saw her coming out of the tent of constant victory. would grab her arm and ask her a bunch of questions she didn't want to answer. Sometimes even, when he saw her talking and laughing with Chang Sheng, he would say a few cold words to her.

Weng Fan's attitude towards her turned light, and Fan Shuiling was not very angry. Before coming here, she and Weng Fan didn't know each other. Weng Fan will take care of her, but it's just for the sake of her godfather. She is already very grateful for Weng Fan's care for her.

Just now, the reason why she choked him was because he not only wet her clothes just now, but also smashed the back of her head.

"Everyone is far away, still look!" a warm male voice sounded on the other side of Fan Shuiling.

Fan Shuiling was stunned for a moment and looked at the sound. Immediately afterwards, her expression was stunned, and she was red and tender: "Chang Sheng, when did you come?"

How long had he been standing there? Why hadn't she seen him.

"What did he tell you?" Chang Sheng's gaze glanced at him, and then retracted.