May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

"I don't want to move." Sheng Ning ran so many laps, suffocating in her heart and felt nothing. Now she stopped and her eyes turned black and almost fainted.

"Get up and walk around." Xu Qigang frowned, and his generous palms took her hands a few more steps.

His voice was hoarse, "Is it all right? Is it still uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Sheng Ning reacted, only to realize that Xu Qigang's hand was actually held in the palm of his hand. His palms are wide, his thick palms are hot, and he wears a cocoon that can only be left after years of training with a gun.

Suddenly, Sheng Ning's face burned with fire. He wanted to take out his hand, but he held it just right, and he didn't twitch after a few times.

"You let go."

"Oh!" Xu Qigang had never contacted a **** before. Just now he was anxious and didn't pay attention to his behavior. Now that Sheng Ning said so, he was shocked, and then a rare smile appeared on his serious face.

This smile has the smell of a soldier who is familiar with the soldiers of the Wolves.

Because of her previous personality, the eighteen-year-old Sheng Ning had done all the housework since she was young, and Shen Luhua did not dare to call her. Therefore, her hands are white and soft|soft, although they are not ten-finger-free, but they are much better than ordinary rural girls.

This is also one of the reasons why Qin Cuifen has been jealous of her since she was a child. People who have no real mother, why she lives better than Shengning and has a talkative stepmother. But her life is not good, so it's a mean second aunt?

Xu Qigang let go of his hand obediently, seeing a sudden loss in his empty palm. He sighed secretly, and said in a deep voice, "Go back and rest!"

It was time to turn off the lights, and the training ground was empty. The light on the side stretched the silhouettes of the two people very long. With the addition of the two face-to-face World War II, it looked like two shadows hugging each other from the shadows.

Seeing the shadow, Sheng Ning felt a burst of inexplicable satisfaction.

"Yes, commander!" In the army, Sheng Ning still saluteed as a soldier, then turned and flew away.

Xu Qigang touched his chin, the first time he had a headache, his reputation as a Hades was too scary.

*****

PLA General Hospital

Today is the day when Meng Ping was discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule. He removed the gauze and wore a black Chinese tunic suit. A handsome and evil face standing at the gate of the hospital attracted the attention of the female medical soldiers entering and leaving.

He waited for less than three minutes, when a group of friends, friends, and friends came to pick him up on the most fashionable bicycle while riding.

He curled his lips in disgust, "You just let me sit on this stuff?"

"Your old man has a military jeep, do you dare to sit?"

"I think you owe you a beating." Meng Ping and his brother are the two extremes of the Meng family. His old man, Meng Xing, can't wait to sever his father-son relationship with him, how could he come to pick him up.

The stepmother Su Yun is fine, he will only be annoying.

Little Fatty Wang Guoqing leaned forward with a smile, regardless of Meng Ping's ashen face, jokingly said, "How dare you stand at the door? Are you afraid that the nurses will pester you?"

Although Meng Ping is bothersome and can behave as a hooligan, he has always been unfavorable among women. Sometimes when he doesn't look for it, others will post it.

I jealous at the thought of this little fat man.

"Most of them went to the training camp." All male doctors gave him the injections.

"Brother Meng, why did you get beaten so hard by the Living Hades this time? Couldn't it be you who insulted the good women in front of him?" The little fat man's mung bean-big eyes turned sneakily, seemingly insignificant Up.