The soldier is a girl

Chapter 66 Chapter 66: Leg cramps

Mo Ling didn't respond, but shifted his eyes from Mu Jin's body to the wooden couch next to her which was placed at a [-]-degree angle to his bed, looked at it for quite a while, and then withdrew his eyes and responded lightly. He said, "En." When he finished speaking, he had already walked to the desk, blew out the candle without saying anything, then walked to his own bed, took off his coat and lay down on the bed.

At this time, Mu Jin was still standing beside the small wooden couch.

The atmosphere in the tent became somewhat suffocated due to the darkness.

Mu Jin just stood there for a moment, then began to take off her clothes, and accidentally touched her back in the undressing room, and then remembered that the wound on her waist had not been treated with medicine, and the wound on her arm had already been changed when she went to drink medicine, while her waist and legs She was planning to come back and apply the medicine by herself, but she missed the time to apply the medicine in a daze just now.

And if I remember correctly, the medicine was still placed on the bedside of Mo Ling's couch.

After rubbing his back, Mu Jin threw the coat in his hand on the small wooden couch, and then walked over to Mo Ling.

Following the usual trajectory, Mu Jin climbed onto the couch, then went to the place where the medicine was placed and groped for a long time but couldn't find the medicine bottle, and even groped all over the empty half of the couch but couldn't find it, so she vomited lightly. With a sigh of relief, Mu Jin looked at Mo Ling, who occupied half of the bed, and wanted to open his mouth to ask, but also thought that he was not willing to deal with her alienation. In order not to feel uncomfortable, he finally decided not to take the medicine tonight, and to look for it tomorrow.

Thinking about it, I prepared to climb back the same way.

"Are you looking for this?" Just as Mu Jin was about to crawl away, Mo Ling's deep voice sounded from behind.

Mu Jin was voice-activated, and then turned her head. Although there was no light, the moonlight that came in through the small window on the tent was enough for Mu Jin to see clearly the small bottle that Mo Ling was holding in her slightly raised hand.

She searched for him like a headless chicken for a long time without making a sound, she reluctantly gave up and made a sound as soon as she left, how could you play with her?

Besides, in the dark, you can see a bottle, who knows if it contains medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Can't you throw it over and show her?
Mu Jin stared blankly for two seconds, seeing that the other party had no intention of reaching out to give it to her, so she leaned forward and reached for it. At that time, the distance between the two of them was only half a meter.

The small medicine bottle is wrapped by slender fingers, and Mu Jin's grasp even wraps that finger in the palm of her hand. When she is about to withdraw her hand in the next second, she slaps her whole body so helplessly. Significantly, he lay on Mo Ling's chest.

Mu Jin's first reaction was to get up quickly, but just as she raised her arms and slapped her face down, she felt as if she wanted to die.

Can she tell her legs are cramping?It can't be such a coincidence, can it?But what the hell, her leg cramps at this moment, it's definitely because the way she holds the medicine is so ecstatic, it's so fucking cramped.

Unwillingly, Mu Jin supported her hand again, and fell down again, bumping into her nose, he didn't want to see her so much, yet she came to hug her, it was just...

Mu Jin reached out to touch her nose and rubbed it, and said with a crying voice: "General, I didn't do it on purpose. My legs are cramping. Can you let me just lie down for a while, and I'll be fine after a while." Get up, at least explain first, otherwise it will be miserable if you are misunderstood and throw yourself into your arms.

"En." The low and hoarse response made Mu Jin instantly let go of her heart, and then she was terrified. This style of painting is wrong. Could it be that the general is possessed by someone? This is simply like a person on the bed and a person under the bed. , What kind of metaphor is this, why does it have the meaning of ignoring people when they get out of bed, why do these words feel so dirty, it's almost crazy, what is it and what is it.

(End of this chapter)