The lesson of the last time, everyone in the whole army knew that Gong Yue'er was not easy to mess with, and she was a thorn in the head of the whole army.

She didn't have any good fruit to eat.

At this time, Yuyi pushed open the door of the dormitory.

"Yueyue, I brought you souvenirs."

As soon as she saw her friend, Gong Yue'er also had a faint smile on her face.

Pulling Yuyi out of the bedroom door, the two of them found a place to solve the things brought by Yuyi.

If it is not solved, it is believed that these things will enter someone else's stomach at night.

Maybe I'll start checking the housekeeping later.

In the evening, a wave of emergency gatherings.

The instructors of these new recruits were changed back, Zhao Fu returned to the original unit, and Bai Nachuan continued to train them.

That night, it was a 20-kilometer light run.

After resting for a few days, I went home with big fish and meat, and this intensity was still really fatal.

In the early hours of the morning, Gong Yue'er only finished the twenty kilometers.

After the lights go out, most people are lying in bed playing with their phones, scrolling through the most popular TikTok video of the year.

Gong Yue'er also took out her mobile phone and turned it on, and if she didn't play for a while, she would probably hand it in tomorrow morning.

She took out her phone from under her pillow and turned it on, and several text messages popped up.

Yan Yan: "Gong Yue'er, dead woman, your phone is turned off again, come out to drink, I'm ....."

Student A: "The class reunion will be held on the sixth day of the first lunar month, the location is xxxxx, and everyone participates on time. ”

There are also several text messages sent by He Si, all of which are some cold jokes.

Gong Yue'er looked at it word by word, and a bright smile appeared on her face, which was a little more dazzling than this bright starry sky.

At this moment, an MMS message jumped in, and Gong Yue'er glanced at the phone number.

It is a strange number without remarks, but it belongs to Yanjing.

Her phone was intercepted, and spam text messages couldn't be sent at all.

clicked on the text message, and Gong Yue'er was stunned.

The text message was a photo, a picture of Hoss coming out of the bathroom with a bath towel around him.

He is the only one, but it makes people think about it.

Then another text message came: "Waiting to drink our happy bar, Jin Yili." ”

Gong Yue'er slumped stiffly on the bed, her whole body tense.

She couldn't even find her own breath, and a mocking smile curled up at the corners of her mouth.

The smell of betrayal swept over her.

In the dark night, there was still no emotion on the cold face without a trace of temperature, as if all emotions were swallowed up by those black hole-like eyes.

But she was like a weathered sculpture, violent and raging, a little bit green silk, the last trace of residual warmth between the eyebrows.

She moved and turned off her phone directly.

There was no word, no follow-up questions.

There is just calm.

At this moment, she was unusually calm, and she didn't even want to ask He Si to confirm the truth of this matter.

It's just that the moment she lost her phone, the night engulfed her and made her think about it.

She also began to deny the warmth of these two days.

Sure enough, she still lost.

Men are all the same, the same forces, the same love for the country and not for the beauty.

Is she just a vase? Not a teammate who can stand at the same height and gallop together?

Hehe, it's ridiculous to think about.

It turned out that she was still so naïve, thinking that Ho Si was different, but now it seems that there is really no difference.

After all, the Jin family is more suitable for the He family, and they are the community of interests.

She doesn't blame Hoss, and she doesn't blame anyone.

After all, she couldn't help herself, and she also believed in He Si's feelings for her, otherwise he was so proud, and the invincible person would never do everything possible to treat her well.

But that's the end of it.