Yao Ruixue was frightened by Shi Hongfei's suddenly hoarse voice.

I really didn't dare to move and struggle anymore, let alone speak again.

I saw that after the prince put her in the tent, he said to her with a serious and serious face: "Stay here obediently, I'll get you food, pen and paper, and you can get it on the table yourself." Wanwan, I'm not coming back, don't go out. ”

Yao Ruixue agreed blankly, with doubts on her face.

The prince, who was fine just now, why did his voice suddenly become like that?

Could it be that he is sick?

Yao Ruixue shook her head, stopped thinking, and sat down obediently at the desk.

Shi Hongfei has grown so big, and it is the first time he feels really embarrassed.

This embarrassment is not caused by others, nor is it outwardly but physically.

He always knew that he had fallen ill since he was fourteen.

It is not the body that is sick, but the soul.

Soul-disgusted with all women, including his own mother who gave birth to him and his sister who was a few years older than him, was equally disgusted.

Disgusted with all contact and intimacy with different surnames, even flattering.

Especially life. The position of the root is something that a man would care about.

However, after the first sperm at the age of fourteen, Shi Hongfei no longer had the urge to belong to a man. Hearing his comrades-in-arms talk about pornographic jokes and meat words, he was never so cold that he didn't react at all.

But just now, he actually had a sixteen-year-old Wanwan. Desire. Hope..

The kind that belongs to men looking at women. Desire. Hope..

"Commander, the meal has been brought."

Li Rui was carrying food from the kitchen, and almost collided with the head of the regiment who came out in a hurry, his eyes were still blinking, was he wrong just now?

The head of the regiment actually looks a bit like he ran away?

Yes, there is a hint of embarrassment on your look?

Li Rui quickly denied the feeling at that moment, impossible, the head of the regiment is never surprised, and he is an iron-faced ice cube face at all times, okay.

How can there be emotions that belong to normal people?

"Give it to me."

Shi Hongfei indifferently took the three-layer lunch box, quickly turned around to hide his emotions, and calmed his mind.

After taking a few steps just now, he instructed Li Rui again: "Chu Cifen's detailed mission report, you are staring at it, and all the details related to Wanwan will be brought to me as soon as possible." Give her another gag order. ”

Li Rui never doubted Shi Hongfei's order, but he still mentioned it: "What about Adjutant Lin?" ”

"Shut up, except for you, me and her, don't let the fourth person know."

"Yes."

Li Rui gave a military salute and strode away.

And Shi Hongfei didn't immediately go to his tent, but waited at the door of the tent, listening to the sound of thin pieces of pen drawing paper inside, and the corners of his mouth were raised invisibly.

But soon, as if thinking of something, Toshiro's sword eyebrows furrowed.

After standing at the door for a few more minutes, and hearing the sound of movement inside, Shi Hongfei strode into the tent and beckoned Yao Ruixue to come over for dinner: "Wanwan, come to eat." ”

Yao Ruixue smelled the aroma of rice long before Shi Hongfei came in.

The smell of rice obviously came from the door, but the person who delivered the food never came, and Yao Ruixue muttered several times in her heart: Why didn't you come in? Smelling the smell of food, I was getting more and more hungry.

Even when she saw Shi Hongfei coming in with a three-layer lunch box, Yao Ruixue was surprised, after all, it is really rare that there is such a lunch box not far from the war zone here.

"Oh, I'll pack it up and come right away."

Yao Ruixue drew the weapon diagram engraved from her mind, took it directly in her hand, and sat down at the table where Shi Hongfei was setting the iron dishes.

"Stone, what are you doing?"

Yao Ruixue didn't understand why Shi Hongfei suddenly snatched the drawings in her hand a little rudely and angrily.

Shi Hongfei didn't explain, he didn't look at the drawings he snatched over, he just put them in front of the desk and pressed them casually with a book.

Then he turned around and walked to the basin next to the bed, poured hot water into it, put down the towel to moisten it, measured the temperature of the water, and then walked to Yao Ruixue and put it down.

"Well, wash your hands, don't move."