Zhao Mengyao shook her head, threw out her unrealistic thoughts, and said to Bai Xiaotian with a smile: "I'm fine." ”

After speaking, he got up and picked up his luggage and was about to get out of the car, but as soon as he walked two steps, Li was robbed by He Yihang: "You are going to military training, not a vacation, what are you doing with so many things?" ”

"It's all snacks! You haven't heard that the military training conditions are very difficult, how can you get through without bringing some snacks? When the time comes, don't ask me for something to eat. Zhao Mengyao was in better spirits and said half-jokingly.

"Glutton." He Yihang complained with a smile, and naturally helped her move this pile of luggage out of the car.

The dormitories for boys and girls were separated, so Zhao Mengyao took back her luggage halfway and walked towards the girls' dormitory.

It is said to be a dormitory, but it is actually a simple bungalow, the white paint on the walls is mottled and peeled off in many places, and there are cobwebs in the corners. The floor was also not tiled, it was a dusty concrete floor. It's a lot of space, but there's no furniture in it, except for a few iron bunk beds.

Each iron plate bed has a dirty army-green quilt, folded in the shape of a tofu block. I don't know how long these quilts and sheets haven't been washed, and they are all yellowed.

Fortunately, Zhao Mengyao listened to the military training strategy summarized by the seniors at the school forum, and brought a set of quilt bedspreads, which just came in handy.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Fan Leilei walked over from behind, pushed Zhao Mengyao away, and walked into the room. When I saw the humble accommodation in front of me, my eyes almost popped out.

"Just let Miss Ben live in this broken pigsty for two weeks?!" Fan Leilei's voice suddenly rose, and she couldn't believe it.

At this moment, a handsome and magnetic male voice suddenly came from behind him: "It's good to have some to live, no matter how disgusted you are, wait for you to be thrown into the pigsty for you to spend the night, and experience what a real pigsty is." ”

The sound was familiar.

Some time ago, I often spoke sweet words in Zhao Mengyao's ear, and it seemed to be this damn charming voice.

Zhao Mengyao frowned and turned her head, and saw such a tall man standing behind her, wearing camouflage uniforms and hats. The brim of the hat is very low, the face cannot be seen clearly, and he wears a mask, which is very mysterious.

But the figure is very good, the camouflage uniform is not very fit, the cuffs and trouser legs are shortened, and the hard chest muscles under the camouflage uniform can be vaguely distinguished.

It is said that whether a man is good-looking or not depends on wearing a military uniform to know.

The man in front of him was just an ordinary camouflage uniform, and he was dressed very manly. Even if you can't see your face, you are very temperamental.

But this person felt too familiar to her, and the familiarity was a little annoying.

"What do you say? How dare you speak to Miss Ben like that?! Fan Leilei pointed at the man and opened her mouth to scold.

The man walked in with shiny black leather boots, and when he passed Zhao Mengyao, his footsteps paused slightly, she thought that this man would stop and look at her, but he didn't do anything, and passed by her, leaving a faint agarwood.

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