If Rong Zheng's words before were ambiguous, it sounded like teasing people.

So now, Rong Zheng is completely carrying a real knife and a real gun, and he directly makes his words clear.

He held his warm hand tightly and didn't let go, and his hot gaze fell on her face, as if he had to wait for her to respond.

In the past, Rong Zheng just felt that the warmth was curious,

looks at a young age, but the old and spicy methods don't look like a little girl at all,

The character is even more resolute and strong, and he never flinches even in difficult situations.

Later, he was injured in the earthquake, and she boldly kissed him,

He tried his best to try it, but he couldn't figure out the details of her.

Perhaps from that time, an unknown seed was planted in his heart and gradually took root and sprouted.

Until this camping training, the two of them rolled down the hillside and were alone in that small depression.

The little seed in Rong Zheng's heart seemed to have grown into a towering tree in an instant.

At that moment, he suddenly opened up, what curiosity and what wanted to find out her details,

He just fell in love with this little girl.

Moreover, it is imperative for her.

A warm heart is like a deer, slamming wildly, almost hitting out of the chest.

I didn't know where to look, and my breathing was out of tune......

The whole person is not good.

"Xiao Nuan, get in the car."

It wasn't until Zhou Lihong's voice sounded that she seemed to have suddenly found her soul.

Lowering his head, he stammered, "Then I, my mother told me to get in the car." ”

As he spoke, he tried to pull his hand back.

But Rong Zheng didn't let go: "You haven't answered my words yet." ”

Warmth: "......"

She felt like she was going to burn.

Zhou Lihong in the car poked her head out: "Xiao Nuan, why are you still stunned?" ”

The cheeks on both sides of the warmth and urgency seem to be dripping blood.

Looking at the crampedness and anxiety on her face, Rong Zheng's magnetic voice spewed a scorching breath:

"Warmth, next time we meet, I want your answer."

After saying that, he squeezed it in her palm before letting go.

Warm as amnesty, he hurriedly rushed into the car with his head down, and his face turned into a tomato.

It wasn't until the military vehicle drove out steadily that the warmth exhaled.

"Xiao Nuan, why is your face red like this?"

Zhou Lihong's voice suddenly sounded, and the warmth suddenly felt empty:

"It's okay, it's just a little ...... It's a little hot. ”

"Hot? It's not hot anymore, huh? Zhou Lihong looked surprised.

She felt a little cold in her long-sleeved pants.

Wen Wen lowered his head and didn't speak, secretly complaining that he was useless and had lived two lives in vain.

"Sister is just a little cold, Xiao Nuan, you also teach your godsister how you get warm?"

“……”

Wen Jing looked at her sister's embarrassment, the smile on her face became even happier, and she deliberately lowered her voice:

"Tsk, it can't be Camp Commander Rong who confessed to you, right?"

Wen Wen was so shocked by her words that she almost hit her head on the back of the chair in front of her, and lowered her voice for fear that Zhou Lihong in front of her would hear: "Sister, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Am I talking nonsense? Did you confess to the battalion commander? ”

Warmth: "......"

Her sister is so unlovable.

Wen Jing kept smiling on her face, staring at the warm and ambiguous smile non-stop.

The warmth of that look in his eyes was restless, and he wanted to jump out of the car.

Finally, when she got home, her burning cheeks cooled a little.

But Wen Jing obviously didn't plan to let her go like this, and when Zhou Lihong and them went downstairs, she grabbed the warmth that wanted to escape:

"Xiao Nuan, talk to my sister, what's going on with you and Rong Zheng?"