The soldier is a girl

Chapter 533 337: Are you listening to me?
I can't stand the cold wind, so both the curtains and the tents are tightly sealed, and there are no lights in the camp, so that there is nothing but darkness in front of Mu Jin's eyes.

Suddenly, there was a tugging sound from the curtain.

Mu Jin was originally lying on her side facing the curtain, and when she pulled it, the firelight outside the curtain reflected in, clearly illuminating the figure who stepped into the curtain.

Of course, because his back was facing the flames, he could only see the figure of that person clearly, but for Mu Jin, one figure was enough, not to mention the front, she could recognize him even if he was given a back view .

What's more, there is only one person who can come to her at this point.

The curtain was lifted and then lowered again, cutting off the fire outside the tent again, and the darkness inside the tent was restored immediately.

Mu Jin still maintained that posture without moving or speaking, just watching that dark shadow approaching her bit by bit.

It was very light footsteps, but she heard them very clearly, and felt that those footsteps were not on the ground but on her heart.

When the figure was only a step away from the couch, Mu Jin suddenly said, "Is the general here to teach you how to fight?"

I don't know if it's because of discomfort or because the darkness gives people a sense of security, Mu Jin's voice is actually a bit soft, not as hard as usual, so hard that it pierces the heart.

"Yes." Mo Ling responded and sat down on the side of the couch.

"Don't the general light the lamp?"

"I have memorized the art of war backwards."

"Let's begin then, General."

The dark night hid the emotions of the two of them very well, so they didn't have to try their best to cover it up.

Mu Jin changed from lying on her side to half prone, with her hands folded in front of her body, her chin resting on her arms, and then she tilted her head and looked at Mo Ling like that. Although only one figure could be seen in the darkness, Mu Jin didn't need to hide her emotions anymore, just Look at it like that, just look at it with a pair of eyes full of affection.

It feels like at this moment all the suppressed emotions are radiating wantonly from these eyes.

Mo Ling couldn't feel the emotion in Mu Jin's eyes, but he could feel that she was looking at him.

This caused him to be unconsciously held, loosened, and held by the hand hanging in the sleeve, back and forth several times, before he resisted the emotion of turning around and pressing him down, and began to explain the art of war.

In the same way as before, let’s talk about a short paragraph.

only……

"Understood." After a short speech, Mo Ling asked as usual, but he didn't get half a word of the answer, so he couldn't help but patiently asked again, "Do you understand?"

"Ok?"

This time there was an echo, but it was just a monosyllable with a slightly provocative ending.

Mo Ling took a deep breath, and looked sideways at the person on the couch who had never left his eyes from the beginning to the end, "A Jin, do you understand?"

Probably because he heard his own name, Hibiscus was no longer a monosyllable this time, but rather, "Understand what?"

The night can always cover all evils and magnify all human desires.

It was obviously her favorite voice, why did she keep resisting it.

In the dark night, with the lingering subwoofer, it stirred her nerves bit by bit, her heartstrings, and every cell in her body.

So much so that she only had that figure in her eyes, and that voice in her ears, who knew what he was talking about.

Mo Ling wasn't sure if Mu Jin really didn't know or if he didn't know, since he had been taught, he had to be given to the church.

"Ajin, are you listening to me?"

(End of this chapter)