Because of the fever, Quan Yi couldn't hold it and fell asleep.

Langsheng lay next to him, the bed was warm, his body temperature was the same as the stove,

slept until midnight, Quan Yi snorted, turned over, and pressed his arm on Langsheng.

"......" Langsheng turned around, opened his black and flickering eyes, felt the weight of his body, and pursed his lips helplessly.

pushed Quan Yi's hand away, and in the next second, he directly put half of his body on her.

This guy is deliberate!? Don't think you can do whatever you want with a fever!

The body temperature has dropped, but it is still very hot. There was a heat in Langsheng's body, and he wanted to push him away again, but after thinking about it, would he directly press his body on her next time?

Thinking about it, Langsheng turned around so that his hand would not touch her breasts.

A carefree night, birdsong in early autumn.

Langsheng, who was sleeping lightly, felt the weight on his body lighten, and slowly opened half of his eyes. The harsh sunlight shone down from the balcony onto her face, as if bathed in sunlight.

There was no movement in the middle of the sound, and Langsheng turned his head to find that Quan Yi had already sat up. And he's looking at her!

The moment they met their gaze, the atmosphere was awkward.

"Good morning." Knowing that this uncle would not take the initiative, Langsheng simply said hello first.

Quan Yi nodded coldly, threw away the quilt on his body, and prepared to get out of bed. Suddenly I found something, he was only wearing a pair of shorts!

Langsheng buried his head in the pillow very interestingly, and secretly looked at the expression on his face with side eyes, and his ears were red.

Seeing him go into the bathroom, there was the sound of water, and Langsheng got out of bed to make breakfast.

It was a bit late today and the breakfast couldn't have been too luxurious.

She plans to steam a few white steamed buns.

I went to the supermarket below and bought a bottle of condensed milk with white steamed buns, which is sweet, but too much will be greasy. I picked a few more fresh corn and made corn juice.

……

Kwon Yi got dressed and took a towel to wipe his wet hair on his head.

From his room, you can see Langsheng lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

He threw the towel on the bed and walked out.

Langsheng was playing with his mobile phone, which was covered with a shadow, when she looked up and saw his face.

"What? Hungry, I made breakfast. Langsheng put away his phone, went back to the kitchen, and took out a plate of small white steamed buns and condensed milk.

Then I went back to the kitchen and took out two more glasses of corn juice, which exuded a strong fragrance and was still very delicate.

"What are you posting?" Quan Yi picked up her mobile phone and asked, there was a password on it, even if it could be broken, it couldn't be flipped through at will.

Did he see her tweeting?

"It's nothing, it's just a picture of breakfast to make them hungry." Langsheng explained with a smile, opened the condensed milk, and poured it on the steamed bun.

She can't pour too much, it's too easy to get tired, and the taste of condensed milk is too strong, but it's a good ingredient to eat with steamed buns.

The milky white steamed buns dipped in condensed milk make them even more beautiful, and the simple breakfast is like a delicate high-priced breakfast.

Quan Yi's evaluation is: "I know that this will be greasy, and corn juice can relieve greasy, it's not that I don't have this talent." ”

Talent? Hehe, it's just that I was forced to learn.

Breakfast was served quickly, and Langsheng and Quan Yi drove back to the military region.

Today is very special, I let the training soldiers go home for a day.

Langsheng, as Quanyi's little bodyguard and hired instructors, can be accommodated into the conference room to discuss.

No one will doubt her, Quan Yi knows people, he Quan Yi still can't see whether she is good or bad?

The old chief sat in the middle, the two generals, Quan Yi and Lu Shang, naturally sat on both sides of the old chief, and Lang Sheng, as an instructor, was not so big, and sat at the end.

"Letting them go back today is not about relaxing their training. We're going to do a mock exercise, and we're going to ...... tomorrow."