The soldier is a girl

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: The Clothes Are Broken

"Vice-general Bai's ears are not good. Did I scold you? Who heard it? Vice-general Bai can't wrong me just because I'm a soldier, and soldiers have human rights." Saying that, he gave Bai Ze an extremely aggrieved look, Then he walked towards the wooden box on top of the bed, ready to get the clothes and change them.

Speaking of changing clothes, she has only sewed human skin with her hands, and this is the first time for this clothes, but it should be similar.

Bai Ze didn't expect Mujin's mouth to be so sharp, but he didn't know if it was abusive, the more sharp he felt, the more interesting he said, "I heard it, little Mujin, it's useless for you to deny it, if you tell it, you think others believe you as a little soldier Do you still trust me as a lieutenant general? Taking advantage of this lieutenant general’s good mood now, he will offer cakes to make amends.”

Bai Ze's words caused Mu Jin to walk towards the box and turn a corner, then returned to Mo Ling's side, bent down and put his face in front of Mo Ling who had just finished chewing a piece of pastry, looked at it with a pair of shining eyes, extremely aggrieved and pitiful. Looking at the eyes under Mo Ling's mask, "General, Xiaojin didn't scold Lieutenant General Bai, did she?"

The sudden approach of the shining eyes that broke in suddenly made Mo Ling tremble, as if the water droplets in his eyes were about to fall when he said no word, Mo Ling responded softly almost subconsciously, "En."

By the time Mo Ling realized that he had lost his composure, Mu Jin had already stood up straight, and flaunted to Bai Ze with a backed up attitude: "The general said no, so Lieutenant Bai, do you think others trust you alone?" Does the lieutenant still believe in my general?" As he spoke, he smiled maliciously, then lifted his legs and walked towards the wooden box.

"Ah..." Bai Ze screamed, "Mo Ling, you actually helped this little soldier to bully me. If there is a master, there must be a servant, you pair of masters and servants who are colluding..."

People were screaming, but Bai Ze took advantage of Mo Ling's distraction and quickly snatched two pieces of pastries from his plate, and then left immediately.Why don't you go, stay and wait for bullying or clean up.

The curtain opened and fell, and Mu Jin, who walked to the wooden box to get the clothes, curled her lips. He was such a fun person. Yes, life in the future would not be boring.

As for Mo Ling, he didn't seem to notice the radish cake that was snatched from his hands, and Bai Ze who came and disappeared like the wind. At this moment, his eyes and hearts are full of those bright eyes and coquettish eyes that suddenly approached just now. in the discourse.

It wasn't until the little man turned out the clothes in the wooden box and began to click with the scissors that Mo Ling woke up. He was annoyed by his lack of focus just now, but he still couldn't help but look at the man who was sitting on the bed and cutting the clothes. people.

"What are you doing?" Good clothes were cut, it was a waste of military money, so he was right to ask.

"My arm is injured, it's not easy to change the dressing, and it's not cold, I want to make a vest, so that it's easier to change the dressing." Mu Jin explained a little, but felt that the other party might not know what a vest was, and didn't want to continue the discussion, so she casually said He asked again, "Is the general any clothes damaged? I can mend them by the way."

No.This was what Mo Ling should have answered, but he choked on the words.And the sleeves that were originally intact burst apart without warning. Mo Ling glanced down at his sleeves, and he was stunned again. Otherwise, how could the good clothes be broken?

"General?" Didn't hear the answer, Mu Jin glanced back at the man who was sitting at the table with his head lowered and looking at his sleeve silently, Mu Jin took advantage of the situation and saw clearly that the cuff of Mo Ling's shirt was split .

"General, don't you believe that I can mend? My stitches are good." Her stitches are really good, although she is not mending clothes.

Hearing this aggrieved voice, Mo Ling closed his eyes, and without making a sound, he got up suddenly, went to the wooden box, took a coat, changed his clothes, and put the clothes on Throw it to Hibiscus.This is a statement of fact with action.

(End of this chapter)