"......" Zisang looked at Dongyang and Xigui with black lines on his head. "樂" Wen "Xiao" said|

"I didn't ...... Time to think. Zi Sangtian, who directly vetoed it, was forced by the cold eyes of Dongyang and Xigui to be too hot and dangerous, and after she said one word coldly, she silently added a few words.

"Just think about me, just think about it, how long will it take you?" Dongyang returned to the west, and his black eyes were cold.

It's been more than half a month, and I haven't even thought about him, and Zi Sangtan doesn't take him seriously.

And didn't take him to heart anymore.

“…… I'm so busy training that I can't even take a break! Zisang dodged with his eyes, deliberately not looking at Dongyang and returning to the west.

What is there to think about!

She's busy!

The main thing is that Zisang is really not used to looking at a person so closely, and he said with a hypocritical face that I miss you or something.

It's so numb, she can't say it.

"You really didn't want to?" Dongyang Xigui knew that Zisang was mostly shy, so he reached out and pinched her little chin and lifted it, forcing him to look at him.

Dongyang Xigui's cold eyes narrowed slightly, danger and tenderness coexisted in his eyes, and the naked coercion lured Zi Sangtian.

Zi Sang's little heart was already a little deer, and when he suddenly raised his head, he deeply crashed into Dongyang Xigui's affectionate black eyes.

“…… Think, okay? After hesitating again and again, Zisang tilted his mouth and squirmed several times, and finally succumbed to the obscene power of Dongyang and Xigui.

Good soldiers don't fight officers.

She thinks it's okay.

"It's too reluctant, say it again." Dongyang's aura suddenly changed, his cold eyes raised slightly, and the corners of his eyebrows and tips were stained with a trace of scoundrels.

Dongyang was happy to return to the west, but Zisang raised his eyebrows and shrugged, feeling unhappy.

Actually tricked her in front of her!

Based on the fact that Dongyang Xigui was too underbeaten, Zisang poured his small fist and clenched it, and the strong wind slammed into Dongyang Xigui's abdomen.

"Hmm-"

A muffled wail rang out.

Dongyang Xigui's attention was focused on Zi Sangtian's little face, coupled with Zi Sangtian's surprise attack with no sign at all.

Zisang poured this punch and hit him firmly in the abdomen.

Dongyang Xigui was beaten so tightly that his abdomen tightened, and he grabbed Zisang's small fist with his backhand that he had time to withdraw.

So hard!

It's really good!

"I just wanted to tell you, don't be too embarrassed, it's not good to get an inch!"

Zi Sang, whose right wrist was firmly held by Dongyang Xigui, raised his left hand, and his index finger picked up Dongyang Xigui's chin, and his voice was cold and contained warning.

This scoundrel is also a lot older, and he is still tossing like this, and he is idle enough.

His chin was lightly lifted, and Dongyang Xigui just lowered his gaze, and raised his head to look at Zisangtian.

Dongyang and Xigui have a black line, and he feels that his current posture is a little white-faced.

However, looking at Zi Sangtian, who has a prominent temperament of the queen, Dongyang Xigui was stimulated a little by her domineering cold eyes.

"Tilt, do you think I'm getting an inch?" Dongyang Xigui's expression changed suddenly, and his body pressed even more against Zisang.

Sample, dare to challenge his authority.

Although, Dongyang Xigui felt that Zi Sangtian had never taken the so-called authority in his eyes all along.

"Don't get so close! Don't you think I stink? "Dongyang and West are pressed, and Zi Sangtan wants to retreat very spinelessly.

But there was a wall behind her, and no matter how she retreated, she couldn't retreat.

Moreover, she didn't know how many times she had sweated profusely in the morning, and she could smell the smell of sweat on her body.

As far as she dislikes herself now, Dongyang Xi returned it and pasted it vigorously, whether he had a problem with his sense of smell or a problem with his brain.

"It's okay if it stinks, it's more important to subdue you." The forehead touched the past, and Dongyang Xigui's eyes were slightly bent, and he looked deeply into Zisang's eyes.

In the midst of the electric light, in the face of Dongyang Xigui, whose eyes suddenly softened, Zisang's vigilant heart jumped, and Dongyang Xigui's slightly cool lips pressed over.

"......" Zisang looked at her with her eyes closed and concentrated on her Dongyang and Xigui speechlessly.

She knew it was going to happen!

Whatever happens, it's all an excuse!

But it was a bear, and she was half-dragged and half-dragged with her.

"Hmmm......"

There was a pain in her lips, and it seemed that Dongyang Xigui deliberately bit her in order to punish her for her inattention.

Bing pupils glared slightly, and Zisang thought about it.

They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and now that they were like this, they didn't even dislike her with the smell of sweat all over her body, and she didn't need to be covered in thorns anymore.

As if to dismantle the other party's deep kiss, the two bodies did not leave a trace of the close to each other.

Zisang's thin little body was locked in his arms by Dongyang and Xigui, so small and harmonious.

"Don't rub ...... Hot. Zisang's arms, I don't know when I couldn't help myself, climbed up to Dongyang Xigui's neck.

His head rubbed ambiguously on the side of his neck, and his flat short hair made Zi Sang's neck itch, and even his little heart was beating with a bang.

Dongyang Xigui's right arm tightened hard, Zisang's small body was more close to his chest, and the other palm covered the back of her head, caressing it gently.

"I'm hot too." The cold-eyed dark and unfathomable Dongyang returned to the west, and as soon as the words came out, he was hoarse.

"......" Zisang's ice pupils flashed slightly, and she wanted to say, let go of the heat.

However, the changes in Dongyang Xigui's body made Zisang Tian dare not speak again, and let Dongyang Xigui hold her arms tightly and tightly.

In the quiet and silent ambiguous atmosphere, Zisang and Dongyang Xigui stood by the door, hugging each other for a long time, no one spoke, only hugged each other tightly.

Half an hour later, the office door was closed.

Under the cool air conditioner, Zi Sang was lying on the sofa and taking a nap, and Dongyang was busy at the desk, raising his eyes from time to time to look at Zi Sang Tilt, who was sleeping peacefully.

In the whole office, there is only the sound of Dongyang and Xigui tapping on the keyboard, and in the quiet office, even the air is wafting with a trace of beauty.

At half past two, Zisang opened his eyes on time.

Seeing the unfamiliar ceiling above her head at first glance, Zisang blinked, and reacted to her in Dongyang Xigui's office at the moment, and sat up suddenly.

"Awake? Come here. Dongyang Xigui looked at Zi Sangtian with a smile, and his voice was low and mellow.

"Don't you?" Zi Sang's gaze turned to the wall, and the clock pointed to 2:30 impartially.

Although he was questioning, Zi Sang also got up obediently and walked towards Dongyang and Xihui.

"It's okay, let them sleep for an extra hour." Thinking of the embarrassed figure of the female soldier eating and sleeping in the cafeteria, Dongyang and Xigui unusually softened.

When Zi Sang Tian walked to Dongyang Xigui's side, Dongyang Xigui's long arm was fished out, and Zi Sang Tian sat on his lap.

"This is your training results in various subjects during this time, look, are you still satisfied with yourself?"

Dongyang Xigui called out the table that recorded Zi Sangtian's training results separately, and then leaned on the back of the chair and greedily hugged Zi Sangtian.

Zi Sangtian's eyes were immediately attracted by the data on the table.

In the middle of her eyes, Zisang scrolled and slid down, and this data actually recorded her results in detail for each project every day.

It's like yesterday's shooting, she can't remember how many times she shot it.

But this data records in detail that she hit a total of 48 targets, and each round of shooting, not to mention the target ring, even the time is detailed to what time it is.

Looking down little by little, Zisang spent three minutes reading and writing down this data word for word.

At this time, Zi Sangtian, who did not have too much expression on his face, was a little frightened in his heart.

On the surface, several deputy instructors were directing and supervising their training, and even many times, the instructors threw them directly to the playground, and people didn't know where to run.

Bisi also complained that the weather was so hot, and they were tired and tired training on the playground, and the instructor designated them to go to the office to blow the air conditioner.

Yi Zisang's understanding of Dongyang and Xigui, or the familiarity with an army, it is impossible for the instructor to really ignore them.

It must be lax on the surface, secretly observing their every move.

But Zisang didn't expect that the first-hand information in the instructor's hand was so complete.

Female soldier No. 102, if the training results of each female soldier are recorded in such detail, it must be a meticulous job.

Dongyang and Xigui slipped out of the base from time to time, and Jiang Sandong, Mu Yang, and Zuo Qingyuan trained them.

The three of them are in charge of their training, and they also have to sort out the training results of each female soldier every day.

Zi Sangtan was inexplicably a little awe-inspiring, and among the several instructors, Mu Yang usually looked the most out of tune.

Where they can't see, Mu Yang is no longer in tune, and he must have paid hardships that they don't know.

"How? What do you think of this result? Dongyang Xigui saw Zisang staring at the computer screen without blinking, but he didn't speak for a long time, so he spoke again.

"What do you think? Are you satisfied with my results? Zisang turned his head slowly, looked directly at Dongyang and asked rhetorically.

Zisang knows in her heart that her achievements must be very good among the more than 100 female soldiers.

But the standard in Dongyang's heart must be known by himself.

"Compare your peak level as an agent when you were 17, Qian'er, how far do you think you are from where you used to be?"

Dongyang Xigui's cold eyes narrowed, and a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes, which was his knee-jerk reaction when he thought of Agent 17.

Although Zi Sangtian's performance is very good, it can be said that he has thrown out the achievements of other female soldiers for several streets.

But Dongyang Xigui understands that this is not Zi Sangtian's real level, and the current training has not yet reached Zi Sangtian's limit, she can't break through the limit, and there is no so-called transcendence limit.

"Do you know the 17 at the peak, where the level is?" Dongyang Xigui was simple and simple, and Zisangtian's memory was pulled back far, far away, and her brows furrowed slightly.

In the end, without waiting for Dongyang Xigui to answer, he stared at his Zi Sangtian, and then asked: "If you fight against 17 at the peak, do you think you can win her?" ”