Kiss You, Sweetheart

Up to now, she has always been yearning for song Zhixin and has been asking Bo en to "lead the red line".

Bo en was too lazy to listen to music with headphones. Song Zhixin is romantic and the best in the world. I don't know how many women miss him, but Luo Zhiqi can't be ranked.

"It doesn't matter whether you're handsome or not. It's just a week of playing." Zheng Jiao, a little round face, interjected, "every year's military training is not superficial. Who doesn't know that we are spoiled and spoiled, the instructor will turn a blind eye to it. Come on, who can bear it? "

"That's it." Luo Zhiqi said while stroking her slender arm, flattering, "look at my delicate muscles..."

Bo en covered his mouth and almost vomited.

We talked and laughed, and soon arrived at the take-off expansion base of Longquan Mountain in the eastern suburb of s city.

Longquan Mountain is a small mountain, but the green mountains and clear water, the environment is quiet, the foot of the mountain around a few small villages, quite a bit of a peach garden feeling.

The expansion base is built in the middle of the mountain. Every year, more than 1000 students from the high school Department of Shengya University come here for the annual military training.

To this end, Shengya University specially funded the construction of male and female dormitory.

A dormitory for four people.

On the single bed, there is a green army quilt, folded very neatly, standard tofu pieces. Next to the quilt, there is a green military uniform.

When Bo en was in X city, he never had military training, and he was still a little excited. But Luo Zhiqi and Zheng Jiao's military training year after year has no fresh feeling. They have no special feeling for the tofu quilt and military uniform.

Only Bo en immediately put on his military uniform, photographed and photographed in front of the mirror, and took several photos of himself in poss, a little narcissistic.

"Don't say, I look like that in military uniform. I'm very brave."

I don't know what my little uncle would feel when he saw her so heroic? Bo en was a little excited. She wanted to send the photo to Bo Jiayan with a movement of her finger, but soon she gave up the idea.

From that night, they almost ran out of firewood and fire, to now, a week later, bojiayan seems to have disappeared, and there is no news at all.

Thinking of Bo Jiayan's cold appearance, Bo en was not satisfied. He just gave him a kiss. Nothing happened. That guy was like the fall of heaven.

Forget it, she doesn't want to mess with that stinky guy again.

At this time it was noon, we chose the bunk, put down the luggage, and went to the canteen for dinner. The instructors haven't gone up the mountain yet. It's said that they will come in the evening and the military training will officially start tomorrow.

Luo Zhiqi couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "the instructor this time must be uglier than the instructor last time."

Zheng Jiao a face sad line: "Zhi Qi you met?"

"Then why go up the mountain in the dark? Isn't it too ugly to see people?" Luo Zhiqi said as she hugged Bo en en's arm and sighed again, "en en, when do you take me to see your uncle? I dream about him every day."

"Then go on dreaming." Bo en was ruthless.

After lunch, everyone went back to the dormitory to have a rest.

Luo Zhiqi plays with her cell phone and flirts with the boys in the next class. Zheng Jiao sleeps like a pig. Another girl is not in the dormitory at all. Bo en feels bored and can't help sending a message to Bo Xin.

What are you doing?