Zhou Xian didn't know how she went back to the dormitory, she sat alone for a long time before she flipped out her mobile phone, her eyebrows and eyes were lonely and deep, and she slowly dialed a number.

The moonlight poured down like mercury, and Zhou Xian spread her long hair and leaned lazily on the bed.

The slender snow-white arm was slowly raised, and the mysterious totem tattoo of the god of medicine could be vaguely seen on it, which was tattooed on the forearm of a girl from the southern Yunnan royal family a hundred days after she was born.

In order to pray for the blessing of the god of medicine, bless the little master with no illness and no pain for life.

The royal family of southern Yunnan was banned as early as after the founding of the People's Republic of China, but in order to win over the border people of southern Yunnan, it still retained all the noble privileges of the royal family.

Although he does not have the supreme title, he is still a well-deserved king of southern Yunnan.

Zhou Xian is one of the three thousand gold under the knee of the current king of southern Yunnan, and she is also his most beloved youngest daughter.

It is probably because of this pampering that Zhou Xian will develop such a proud and cold temperament.

There are very few people and things in this world that can get into her eyes, but once they do, she has to take them for herself.

The phone was connected, Zhou Xian slowly raised the corners of her lips, and said softly in her softest voice: "Mengqi, didn't you say that you love me and are willing to do anything for me?" ”

She lowered her eyes, played with her snow-white fingers carefully, and said in a quiet tone: "Then it's time for you to make good on your promise......

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The day after tomorrow, Li Shenheng will return to the team to continue the harsh training.

It has been a week since Jingwei came to Hankou Pass, and it is not in line with military discipline to stay any longer.

Because of its particularity, the culvert pass is several times stricter than that of other troops.

If Li Shenheng was really just an ordinary soldier, he would never have been treated like this.

In this society, of course, there is no absolute fairness, and this is the benefit of power.

It's just that he is sober in his heart, although he is reluctant to leave Jingwei, but he doesn't want to leave the handle because of this, so that Jingwei will also be talked about.

The day after tomorrow, he returned to the team, and Jingwei was about to leave for home.

This was the last time the two spent together.

It will take another year to meet again, and by then, he should have returned to the imperial capital, and she should have been successfully admitted to the best university in the imperial capital.

At the end of the gala, Li Shenheng took her hand, and the two of them slowly walked back to the military family guest house step by step.

In the scorching summer night, it should be cool and pleasant, but the summer night at Hankouguan brought a sharp cold.

Li Shenheng took off her training uniform and draped it on Jingwei's shoulders, she looked up at him, the two looked at each other and smiled, but the hands they held were clasped tighter, without saying a word, they both knew each other's minds.

The military guest house arrived quickly.

When the little soldier standing guard saw the two of them coming, he secretly enjoyed himself, and then quickly stood with his chest and gun in his shoulder.

Although Jingwei knew that these warriors had no malicious intentions, she still felt her face heat when she saw them secretly looking at her and smiling.

After passing the sentry post, the little soldier suddenly secretly gave Jing Wei a thumbs up.

Li Shenheng looked at Jing Wei and smiled at the little soldier, the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth loomed, and the beauty under the moonlight was unparalleled.

He couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

went back to the room and was about to wash, but Li Shenheng picked her up, walked through the living room with long legs, and carried her directly to the terrace.

The small semi-enclosed terrace with the vast Gobi outside, you don't have to worry about being seen by anyone.

The moon seemed to be plucked off with an outstretched hand, large and round, and hung in the air like a silver platter.

Li Shenheng hugged Jingwei and sat on the windowsill, at such a height, she lowered her head, and her snow-white jaw was just right to press on the top of his hair.

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