The soldier is a girl

Chapter 8 08: Like General...

But Mo Ling didn't seem to notice this, and sat down in front of the desk calmly, without saying a word, he directly reached out and took the copy on the table and began to review it.

Mo Ling's behavior made Mu Jin stunned for a moment, and after he was stunned, he began to stand one meter away from the desk and watch his heart.Although she was seduced by the other party's voice, Mu Jin is not stupid. She knows that the commander of a party will not trust a personal soldier who comes to the door so casually, not to mention how easy it is to be a personal soldier. Bing's status should at least catch up with that of Qianhu in the barracks, or even higher.

Mu Jin guessed right. Mo Ling deliberately tested her patience. After Mo Ling read about a dozen or so manuscripts, Mo Ling said casually, "What's your name?"

I don't know if it was because of the silence for too long, or because he was caught by Mo Ling's sudden voice, Mu Jin froze for a moment before speaking, "Mu Jin."

"How big?"

"fourteen."

"Why do you want to be the general's personal soldier?"

"Because I like the general..." Hibiscus suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking. How should I put it, saying that I like the voice of the general is very weird.

In order to let Mo Ling talk to him more, Mu Jin answered every question, so well-behaved, that the answer was very smooth, without even thinking about it, but when the third question was halfway through, he realized something was wrong, and immediately got stuck over there.

"En?" I don't know if it was because of Mu Jin's pause, or because her words sounded so weird, Mo Ling gave a light grace, and his eyes moved from the copy in his hand to Mu Jin's body.

Mu Jin's sharp gaze pierced Mu Jin's sharp eyes, as if he would be lingering if he couldn't say it well.

Mu Jin swallowed her saliva, and continued with the remaining words, "Your majesty..." As she spoke, she turned her eyes to look at Mo Ling with incomparable admiration, "Mu Jin likes the general's majesty, and wants to be the general's personal soldier. In order to impress my ears and eyes, one day I can become a mighty person like a general." There should be nothing wrong with these words, after all, there are a few people who join the army who don't worship generals.

Mo Ling seemed to be convinced by such rhetoric, and turned his eyes back to the copy in his hand. Mu Jin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Mu Jin's breath of relief was instinctive and very weak, but Mo Ling still noticed it , which made Mo Ling, who didn't really believe in Mu Jin's words, even more suspicious.

"You use idioms well, have you read the books?" Mo Ling asked calmly.

Mu Jin frowned and recalled what she said just now in a hurry, she seemed to have accidentally used an idiom, "Well, I've read it for a while." Mu Jin replied vaguely.

Hearing this, Mo Ling stopped asking, but suddenly put down the copy in his hand and stood up, walking to Mu Jin's side, "The general's personal soldiers must only follow the general, and they must go up to the hall and down to the kitchen. What’s more, you need to be on the battlefield and off the office room, can you do that?”

When he finished speaking, Mo Ling suddenly swung his palm at Mu Jin who was being confused by his voice, and because he was standing obliquely in front of Mu Jin, this palm went directly to Mu Jin's chest.In order to stimulate people's instincts, Mo Ling deliberately brought a bit of murderous aura, so that this palm was full of murderous aura.

Hibiscus has a little bit of hobbies, and sometimes even becomes shameless because of this hobbies, but she doesn't disregard her life, so when the murderous intent comes, she almost instinctively reaches out to block it, but her strength is limited, so she is just like that. With a wave of the palm, the other party staggered back a few steps and sat down on the ground.

Because of the sudden disappearance of the murderous intent, Mu Jin realized the whole story after taking precautions, and this was testing her again.

Mu Jin didn't raise her eyes immediately, but first glanced at her hands across her chest. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, otherwise the ungrown purse would be destroyed by the general's stern palms, no, Should she accuse her of being attacked in the chest?

(End of this chapter)