This steamed bun is relatively dry and hard, and it can't be said how strong the bite is, and even makes people feel a little chewy.

Mu Yutian ate two bites casually, and then couldn't eat it anymore, but drank all the porridge, not to say how delicious the porridge was, but really hungry!

The food here is a bit poor...... However, Mu Yutian didn't say this.

Breakfast steamed buns, will be a bit, lunch is the key.

After eating breakfast and half an hour to rest, Mu Yutian was carried back to the room by Murong Yan and raised his chin against the bed.

Bed?!

Mu Yutian swallowed her saliva subconsciously......

This one...... What is she going to bed for?

Mu Yutian carefully took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and sat with her knees hugged.

Murong Yan was stunned by Mu Yutian's actions, wondering what she was doing?

Mu Yutian looked at Murong Yan with a tentative gaze......

"Who laid you off?!" Murong Yanxing looked at her ignorant expression and said with a straight face.

What is she doing here? Do you want to take the initiative to dedicate yourself to him in broad daylight?

"It's not...... Didn't you tell me to go up? Mu Yutian was a little puzzled, he asked for it himself, why did she do it obediently, and reacted so much.

"I'm asking you to look at the two quilts on this bed and reflect on yourself!" Murong Yanxing looked at her with playful eyes, and punned on her, "What?" You're ...... So impatient, going to bed? ”

"Ahh You...... That's what it means! I can't make it clear! "Oh my God! She's stupid again!

Mu Yutian didn't know if she had just drunk too much porridge and confused her brain, or if since she entered the barracks of the Third Army, she had been confused by the man in front of her, and her IQ had never been online.

Mu Yutian tried her best to pretend to be calm, but her little face was still red thoroughly.

She glanced at the two identical quilts on the bed, but the colors were a little different, one was army green, and the other was pure white, but ...... The current state is also completely different.

They were all folded, but they looked completely different, army green, like a square tofu block, with sharp edges and corners.

And the white quilt is like a big white steamed bun, which is folded into a round shape.

"Re-stack!" Murong Yanxing didn't say anything else.

If it wasn't in the army, Mu Yutian's bed would be very tidy.

She really didn't understand it at all!! The quilt is just folded neatly, why do you have to fold it so squarely?!

But...... The army is inherently a very difficult place to understand.

A place that only talks about rules, not human feelings.

How do you fold the soft quilt into a square?

Mu Yutian reluctantly shook off her white quilt and re-made it.

It's just that even if she tried well, there was no way to fold the quilt into a block, but a beautiful little face twisted her willow eyebrows, leaned forward, and pounded the quilt in her hand, studying it carefully.

Before she could figure out why, Mu Yutian suddenly felt a huge sense of oppression behind her......

There was a warm body that was pressed against her back......

"Stupid."

Mu Yutian felt that very close to his ear, there was a low but magnetic and very nice voice.

"You, why are you so close!" Mu Yutian's body froze.

"I'll teach you." Murong Yan came from behind and held Mu Yutian's soft and white hands.