"What are you going to for?" Sweetheart asked, reclaiming it in hindsight.

"Military seminars. Situ Qinglang looked at his watch and couldn't help but complain, "It's annoying to think about it." ”

This is the first time that Sweetheart has heard Situ Qinglang complain to herself, and the childish tone made her suddenly feel very loving, she bent her eyes and smiled: "What's the trouble, just sitting there in a meeting, it's better than crawling on the training ground." ”

"Of course, being a soldier is to crawl and roll, always sit there and listen to those who have and don't, and after a long time, the body will be useless. Situ Qinglang was impatient.

"Oh, you calm down. Sweetheart didn't know what words to coax him, so she had to compliment, "You are in such a good figure, you won't change a piece if you don't exercise your eight-pack abs for a while." ”

"......" Situ Qinglang's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and he unconsciously explained: "Of course I'm not worried about this, I'm annoying that I have to speak later." ”

Wow! Little stars suddenly popped up in Sweetheart's eyes! Situ Qinglang's voice was so good, and his appearance when he spoke must be very charming!

She made up for the way he was wearing a military uniform, standing in front of everyone and speaking heroically, her face was red and her heart was beating, and she suddenly felt that he was better than the whole world!

"Forget about speeches, what kind of speeches I have nothing to write, I am most annoyed to write this kind of thing. Situ Qinglang was unhappy.

Sweetheart suddenly found a place. Woman. Sure enough, he loves broken thoughts and is unhappy, he has never heard him say this before, but this time he heard it, and he thought it was very interesting.

"Then I'll help you write, I'm the best at writing! I've also written novels!" she pitched herself strongly.

"What can you write? The clouds on the horizon are like pigs, this is what you wrote?" Situ Qinglang couldn't help but tease.

"......" Sweetheart was about to say that one misstep would become a thousand years of hatred, but suddenly saw Situ Qingqing turn his head, looking at him with sharp eyes and bad intentions!

She hurriedly said into the phone as if she was a thief: "Ah, let's not talk about it yet, I'll hang up first, turn around and call you again, bye!"

Situ Qinglang held up her mobile phone and petrified, why did she talk to herself as if she was fleeing? She finally complained once! And she hadn't finished talking at all!

He pinched the small purse in his pocket hard, and Yan Bo asked with a smile in front of him, "The little girl's call?"

"Hmm. Situ Qinglang turned into an indifferent look, flipped through the speech materials in his hand, and his heart was uneasy.

Yan Bo smiled and didn't speak, since he met the little girl, he found that the second young master laughed more and more, and said more and more words in his heart, and he didn't hold anything in his heart anymore.

It's a good thing, and it would be nice if it could be kept up forever.

Sweetheart quickly put the phone back in her pocket, but Situ Qingqing snatched it quickly, her old-fashioned flip phone didn't even have a lock screen, and Situ Qingqing saw the remarks - long legs.

Situ Qingqing twitched the corners of his mouth, this is too unaesthetic, with long legs, it sounds like a spider.

"Why is your phone so broken? She weighed it in her hand, "I didn't use this style hundreds of years ago, and I don't even know how to play with it in my hand." ”

"Then don't play it. Sweetheart snatched it inwardly, "Take a good look at your balls." ”

"It's over. Situ Qingqing stretched out with satisfaction, "It's so cool, I've never watched a ball game!

"Can you read that?" asked Sweetheart, puzzled.

"Of course I don't understand, anyway, as long as he scores, I'll call!" Situ Qingqing waved his hand heroically.

Hua Chengyuan and his teammates talked and laughed together, and immediately a little girl screamed and went around to deliver water and towels, Situ Qingqing saw it, and pouted resentfully, blaming himself for not being fully prepared, and he didn't grab this opportunity to get close to him!

Hua Chengyuan looked up and saw that the sweetheart was still standing on the basketball court, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, he politely refused the courteous little girls and walked towards the sweetheart.

Situ Qingqing immediately nervously grasped the corner of Sweetheart's clothes, and Sweetheart wondered - is Hua Chengyuan so good that Situ Qingqing, who can make the flower of Kaolin, like this? .

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