Yuanshen, the girl's secrets are exposed at the beginning, and the chat group is frying pan

"Huh? There are only so few people?"

Beidou was very surprised:

"I'm a straightforward person. Please forgive me if I offend you. How did so many people cause the rebels to suffer such a big loss?"

"There are many reasons. First of all, we didn't expect the enemy to know the location of the base camp. Secondly, when the enemy approached, they did not show obvious hostility. Thirdly, the number of opponents was too small, and the sentry did not pay attention to it."

Xinhai's tone was not so much explaining to Beidou, but more like summing up the defeat.

"They suddenly launched an attack, and we were really caught off guard. Not only that, but the enemy's combat effectiveness is also very strong."

"How strong?"

Beidou only had a face-to-face fight with the stragglers, but he couldn't really fight, so he was very curious about it.

"The strength of the enemy's individual soldiers is probably equivalent to five ordinary rebel soldiers, and the young man in the lead is even more terrifying. Our elites went together and were quickly defeated."

"That boy... is indeed a bit scary."

Beidou didn't know how strong the skirmishers were, but she saw that the skirmishers were beaten with holes and burns everywhere, but they could still continue to fight. This alone was enough to make people fearful.

"Well, in the final analysis, the strength of the rebel army is still not strong enough. With the current strength, it may be very difficult to resist General Lei Dian."

Xinhai finally realized this.

"Ying... where are you?"

Beidou and Xinhai are still communicating, and among the crowd, little Paimeng is flying around, looking for Ying's trace everywhere, and if he hasn't seen Ying for several ten minutes, Paimeng seems to have lost his soul.

"I'm here."

"fluorescent!"

After finding Ying, Paimon immediately flew to her side and said worriedly:

"Are you okay? I see you're bleeding a lot."

"It's not a big problem, I can't die."

Ying said lightly:

"You also did a good job and brought the additional staff over in time."

In fact, before Ying found Zheping, she had already greeted Xinhai. The military adviser hoped that Ying could support the stragglers, and she was in charge of rearmament and calling Beidou for support. At the same time, she needed someone who could convey Ying's location information. Messenger, that is, little Paimon.

"Hey! Treat me to something delicious later!"

Paimon put his hands on his hips proudly, imagining how many more pieces of meat he could eat tonight.

"By the way, Paimon, compared to what to eat tonight, you should help me as a staff member. Which one is more suitable for the chest of Beidou or Xiaogong?"

"what?"

Ying's sudden question made Paimon a little confused.

"Why are you thinking about this kind of thing again! After talking about it, there must be a reason? Why do you have such thoughts just after the fierce battle?"

"Forget it...it's useless to ask you."

Ying looked at Xiaogong and then Beidou, compared them horizontally, and finally felt that Xiaogong's slime would be more comfortable to sleep on, so she walked over to Xiaogong.

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"I always feel that I can't calm down..."

On the other side, Xiao Gong was holding his chest and breathing rapidly.

Obviously the battle is over, but the charm of fighting side by side with Ying just now has not dissipated. This feeling is like going on a date with someone for the first time.

"Night Palace~~"

"Yeah! Ying?!"

"Why are you so excited?"

Seeing Xiaogong was taken aback, Ying, who was covered in cold sweat, tilted her head curiously.

"No, nothing, I just feel very happy. The excitement just now has not passed. You, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I should ask you that, right?"

Ying's breathing was a little unsteady, and her face was a little pale. She tried hard to say in a flat tone:

"Didn't you come here because you said you had something to discuss with me before? The situation was more urgent at the time, so I didn't bother to ask, so you can talk about it now?"

"that matter……"

Saying that, Xiao Gong pressed his hands on his chest, a sweet blush appeared on his face.

"I seem to have an answer."

Today, Ying taught Xiaogong a good lesson in the battle, the important thing is not the time together, but the heart.

This answer is not only Ying's interpretation of tactics, but also a response to Xiao Gong's feelings.

Then, under the premise that the mind is more important than other objective conditions, what is Xiao Gong's mind?

When fighting side by side with Ying, the kind of joy from the bottom of my heart already speaks volumes.

As long as you are with this person, you will be happy no matter what you do. Is there a more straightforward statement than this?

"Well, although I don't know what's wrong with you, it's good that you can relax."

Ying's smile was very weak, and her pale lips trembled when she spoke.

"By the way, I have something I want to ask you for."

"you say……"

"Chest, can you borrow me to bury it?"

After finishing speaking, before seeing Xiao Gong's shy look, Ying fell into her arms.

Although the duel with the skirmishers didn't suffer much this time, the old injuries from last time are still there, and Ying's body has reached its limit.

"fluorescent?"

"I'm fine... just take a rest."

Ying's consciousness is a little fuzzy. There are many rebel soldiers who are in danger along the way. Ying, who feels that her life is not in danger, really doesn't want to take up the few medical resources.

So when Xinhai commanded the medical team, Ying didn't mention her injury, she just wanted to find a place to rest.

"Well, I'll help you back to your room to rest in a while."

Xiao Gong was a little nervous at first, waving her hands at a loss, but Ying's soft touch and weak tone melted her heart. Gradually, those hands at a loss also consciously He hugged Ying.

"This time I will take care of you."

While stroking Ying's back, Xiao Gong gently wiped Ying's sweat with his sleeve.

Although I was worried about Ying's injury, the feeling of being able to hold Ying in my arms was really wonderful.

Chapter 149. The woman in the kitchen can't be provoked

"resurrection!"

A day later, Ying, who was lying in the wooden leak tea room, jumped up with joy like a king of the sea.

"Is it okay? No more rest?"

Paimon, who was sitting next to Ying, asked worriedly.

Seeing Ying suddenly collapsed yesterday, little Paimon was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his mouth.

"It's okay! I've been sluggish all day. If this continues, I will be misunderstood as a sick and weak character."

"I think you look the best when you are recuperating quietly."

What Paimon wanted to express probably meant a static beauty.

"By the way, where is Xiaogong?"

Before Ying fell into a coma, her last memory was about the white and clean northern hemisphere.

And thanks to this pillow, she was able to sleep so comfortably.

"She was in the kitchen and said that you haven't eaten all day and she wants to help you prepare a nutritious meal."

While Paimon replied, he also reminded:

"By the way, Shenli is also here. I seem to blame myself after hearing that you were injured."

"Then where is she now?"

"It's also in the kitchen, saying that it will help you prepare nutritious meals."

"Then the two of them will be okay?"

Ying suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Ah? Aren't you cooking in the kitchen? What can you do?" Paimon said innocently.

"You don't understand... well... always feel that things are going to be troublesome."

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At the same time, in the kitchen of the wooden leak tea room, Kamisato and Yoomiya were standing face to face, and they were staring at each other.

Because the Mule Tea House is not a place for living, the kitchen design is relatively small, so the standing position of two people has a feeling of needlepoint facing the wheat awning.

"Miss Kamisato, the kitchen is too crowded, can you go out for a while?"

"Where is it, Xiaogong, you have really worked hard on the rebels before, and let me do such small things as cooking."

Shenli smiled and said:

"You are our great hero, and I will also prepare meals for you by the way."

"No need, it's better to say that Ms. Shenli should go back to the guest room and stay. As the eldest lady of the society, how can she do this kind of rough work?"

"You're welcome. For me, Xiaogong is my friend. I don't have the habit of putting on airs in front of my friends."

Although the two of them didn't move, they were both using words to push each other out. Two invisible auras were competing with each other, like two sumo wrestlers.

"Ying needs nutrition very much now, I have to prepare food for her quickly."

Probably thinking that if this fight continues, Ying will be the one who will be sad in the end, Shenli compromised half a step first, and suggested:

"If you also insist on cooking for Ying, then we will do our own thing, and no one will be delayed."

"Right on my mind."

Immediately afterwards, the two of them started to get busy in the kitchen.

Two people are crowded in a small kitchen to make dishes, and they are making completely different dishes. There will inevitably be friction. The two often bump into each other or take the wrong ingredients.

Even if the two of them didn't mean to be hostile, they would feel a little unhappy if they kept bumping into each other.

"Miss Shenli, can you take off your armor, it's so big and takes up a lot of space, it will hurt if you touch it."

"Xiaogong, please take off the knot on your back first, I'm afraid you might knock over the pot when you turn around."

It should be said that these two people are really born with a [-]-[-] split, and they can pick and choose one from the point of view of clothing.

"Then we two take off together!"

"very good."

Xiao Gong took off the knot on the back, and because of the loss of binding, her top became loose, revealing large areas of snow-white skin, and the part from the buttocks to the back waist was clearly visible.

In contrast, after Shenli took off his armor, the appearance of his clothes didn't change much, except that some bamboo patches were missing, which was less stunning than Xiaogong's.

"Xiao Gong, you..."

Shenli naturally also saw the difference. She knew that Ying liked skin-to-skin relationships the most, so she must be more attracted to Xiaogong's appearance.

So Shenli simply took off the shawl, leaving only a thin dress, revealing her white and tender shoulders.

Even so, Shenli still lost a lot to Xiaogong in terms of skirt length. Her dress was knee-length, while Xiaogong didn't have a skirt at all, and the key parts above and below were wrapped with bandages.

Those big white legs couldn't help but want to pinch them, let alone kiss them.

"Ugh..."

But even knowing the advantages of Xiaogong, Shenli has nothing to do, she only has this skirt left, and she can't take it off to show others. Shenli's family education and long-standing etiquette and shame do not allow her to do so.