Reborn Military Wife Lingren

Just after finishing speaking, the dormitory door was pushed open, and Luo Jingshu walked in lightly, except for the fine sweat on her forehead and the clothes stained with sweat on her body, her expression was the same as when she left, if they didn't know that Luo Jingshu was going to be punished Yes, I thought she was going for a walk!

Huahua is not in the mood to consider that Luo Jingshu is obviously running away, why is it so easy, after seeing Luo Jingshu, she can't wait to rush over.

Huahua grabbed Luo Jingshu, dragged her to the side of her bed, pointed to the mess on the bed, and looked at Luo Jingshu with anticipation, her appearance was extremely pitiful.

It was obvious that Luo Jingshu was the youngest in this dormitory, but looking at it now, with those eyes full of affection, why did she feel that Luo Jingshu was the pillar of the dormitory, and even the lofty Wen Xuan was in awe at this moment. A little more soft.

After Hua Hua said this, Yu Jiajia and Wu Fang also came over. Wu Fang is a relatively shy girl. Compared with Yu Jiajia's calm and quiet, she is the kind of person who is shy and does not dare to speak. Without being punished, he also dared to ask Luo Jingshu for help.

"Deputy monitor, why don't you show us a demonstration and move slowly, okay?"

Luo Jingshu glanced at Wu Fang's bed, and was indeed a little complimented.

Yu Jiajia also chimed in.

"Yes, deputy squad leader, show us one more hand. It's a hot day. If you really want to go to the playground for a penalty run, you might have heat stroke!"

Luo Jingshu looked at the two girls in front of her, and at the flowers beside her who were still holding her arms tightly, nodded, and then pulled out her arms very naturally and stood a little to the side.

Although she is a comrade-in-arms, Luo Jingshu is still not used to such close contact, even if she knows there is no malicious intent.

Luo Jingshu glanced at a few beds, then came to Zitong's bed, Zitong immediately stood to the side, giving Luo Jingshu a place.

"I'll do it again. It's actually very simple. Just remember every step. It may be a little difficult at the beginning. You can use some things to help."

After that, Luo Jingshu patiently folded a quilt into tofu cubes step by step, each movement was very slow, and although there were not many words, she explained all the essence.

Luo Jingshu was able to speak so coherently, which also benefited from the guidance of Ming Jun. At that time, Ming Jun put a lot of effort into making Luo Jingshu develop an independent character.

The other nine girls in the dormitory listened quietly. Wen Xuan stood at the outermost position. Although she showed a slow disdain on her face, those eyes still betrayed her.

After Luo Jingshu folded it, she took two steps back to the side so that those people could see it clearly.

Ma Niannian stared at the quilt in front of him, wishing to stare out a big hole in it, why was the soft quilt so docile when it reached Luo Jingshu's hand.

A wicked smile flashed on Ma Niannian's face, slowly thinking about the tofu block approaching, but Zitong had already noticed Ma Niannian's greedy eyes and immediately blocked her in front of her.

"Xiao Niannian, be good, go up and fold the quilt!"

"Zitong, okay, I'll change with you, okay? Look, just my brain, even if I practice for another hour, I won't be able to fold this **** thing!"

Ma Niannian stared at Zitong innocently, hoping that Zitong could soften her heart and exchange Luo Jingshu's masterpiece with her, but Zitong was not a woman who would be soft-hearted casually.

Zitong held Ma Niannian's shoulders, pushed her aside, and said.

"Don't, sister, I don't want to run away, Xiao Niannian, you should hurry up and clean up, it's less than an hour before the squad leader comes to check on the house!"

After speaking, Zitong turned around, Luo Jingshu helped her fold the quilt, and the sheets needed to be sorted.

After watching Luo Jingshu's demonstration again, the others went back to their bed and started to fight. Ma Niannian stood there, seeing that this move was useless, and finally set his eyes on Luo Jingshu without waiting for her. When she spoke, Luo Jingshu had already blocked her mouth.

"Niannian, I can't help you fold the quilt every day!"

After speaking, Luo Jingshu said to the others in the dormitory.

"The quilt is folded, the bed is wiped, the wardrobe is wiped, and don't let go of the corners!"

Everyone didn't know why, and nodded in unanimous agreement. Although they felt that their wardrobes and beds were already clean, since Luo Jingshu said so, there must be her reason.

After Luo Jingshu finished speaking, she raised her brows. When did she become so kind, Ye Xiao didn't care about these things before.

In the past life, they would not be kind enough to care about others. Who knows if they will stab you in the back when you care about others, even the man she trusts so much, in the end, it is not for fame and fortune. betrayed her.

Thinking of this, Luo Jingshu's indifferent eyes suddenly flashed with chills, and she sat silently in the corner, with a bone-eroding coldness all over her body.

It has been a month, and I don't know how the team she worked so hard to manage is now. I hope that the man just wants to take her place and treat the partner she used to fight with kindly.

"Jing Shu, Jing Shu! What are you thinking about!"

"Ah! It hurts, let go!"

Luo Jingshu was in a trance, her will was covered by hatred, Zitong felt Luo Jingshu's abnormality, and patted her on the shoulder, but she didn't expect Luo Jingshu's reaction to be so intense.

Luo Jingshu quickly grabbed the hand attached to her shoulder, buckled it slightly, and folded the hand in the opposite direction, and then heard a miserable cry, Luo Jingshu finally recovered, and immediately He let go of his hand.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something just now!"

Zitong only felt the pain in her wrist, she stared at Luo Jingshu defensively, and took two steps back.

Just now, when Luo Jingshu grabbed her, she did not miss the hatred in Luo Jingshu's eyes, no, it should be killing intent, she could feel a kind of suffocation condensed in the air.

Zitong frowned, she didn't know why Luo Jingshu had such an expression, it was completely inconsistent with an eighteen-year-old girl, but it really existed.

Luo Jingshu realized her gaffe, looked at Zitong's reddish wrist, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and seemed to control her emotions in the future.

Luo Jingshu stood up, went to her closet, and took out a bottle of safflower oil from it, which was prepared for her by Huang Yun before she left.

Luo Jingshu came to Zitong with safflower oil. Wherever she went, she could feel the strange eyes of others looking at her. Also, how could the actions just now not make them suspicious, but she couldn't explain it. .

"Sorry, I hurt you, let me wipe it for you!"