Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 114 Come on, hurt each other! (Fruit tipping plus more)

Si Bingchuan always knew that Lan Ling was looking at him, but at first he pretended not to know, but when he was almost done with the food in his bowl, Lan Ling kept staring at him, unable to take it anymore!
He put the bowl on the table and looked back at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling was stunned, and met Si Bingchuan's eyes without paying attention. After a second of embarrassment, she coughed a few times in embarrassment, and hurriedly averted her gaze, picked up the bowl and took a few mouthfuls absent-mindedly.

Si Bingchuan suddenly felt a little interesting, and stopped eating, so he put his arms up, tilted his head, and quietly watched Lan Ling eat.

One second, two seconds... 1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes...

Lan Ling's face became more and more red, and finally turned into a red monkey's butt, but Ke Si Bingchuan still didn't want to look away.

She was heartbroken, didn't she just look at each other, come on!Hurt each other!
With a clear "Peng", Lan Ling put the bowl on the table, put her hands on her hips, and turned to look at Si Bingchuan with her eyes wide open and puffed up.

But unexpectedly, she glanced at her indifferently, then turned around, picked up the bowl and continued to eat, as if she was okay.

Lan Ling: "..."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little weird for a moment.

In fact, if Lan Ling looked carefully, he would find that Si Bingchuan's facial lines were much softer, and his lips, which had been pursed all the time, had a slight curvature.

Both of them had almost finished eating, and Si Bingchuan stood up first, putting on his military cap, obviously he was that serious major general again.

He looked down at Lan Ling, his voice was flat, without any emotion:
"Where does your family live? I'll ask the people below to send you back." It was rare, and this time he said a whole sentence.

With a height of 1.7 meters, Lan Ling seemed extremely petite in front of Si Bingchuan, who was 1.9 meters, especially after hearing his question.

She looked away, and said in a faint voice without a trace of waves:
"I don't have a home, it's just a house, it doesn't matter where I live, and you don't have to send me away."

Hearing these words, Si Bingchuan raised his eyes and glanced at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling folded her arms around her chest and looked into the distance. Her face seemed lifeless for a moment, like a puppet, which made people feel pity involuntarily.

Si Bingchuan quietly looked at Lan Ling, who was filled with sadness all over his body. He lost the spirit that he was so angry that he wanted to look at him just now, and felt a little unhappy in his heart for no reason.

He thought about Lan Ling's words carefully for a while, and finally said aloud: "You really don't need me to send someone to send you?"

Lan Ling returned a smile: "No, I can do it myself."

"Well," Si Bingchuan nodded, "Alright then."

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It wasn't until Lan Ling was thrown out of the base and was alone on the main road in a mess, that she came to her senses and slapped herself on the head with a "slap":

"Are you stupid? It's okay to pretend to be sad. Now it's over. There are no people within a few miles of this place. Let's see how you get out!"

After walking a few steps, Lanling quit. This hateful Tiangao wanted to break her foot. After taking one step and three steps, Lanling simply took off her shoes.

I took out my phone to ask my friend for help, but when I checked the phone book, it was empty...

There is no one in the phone book, which shows what kind of life the original owner has lived in these years.

Lan Ling looked at the sky speechlessly, and couldn't help asking for help from Grandpa Cangtian emotionally:
"Ah——God, if you give me a car at this time, I will live a good life and start a new life!"

"Dididi——" Lan Ling had just finished speaking, when the sound of a car's horn came from behind.

(End of this chapter)