Drifting Towards You

The talented girl touched Li Xiaoxiao and said: "Look at what I said. There is a leader coming today, but I don't know what level of official is here."

Li Xiaoxiao smiled at her, afraid that she would be named by the instructor, so she didn't say anything.

The girl leaned a few minutes closer and lowered her voice: "I heard that there will be a great official coming. The rank seems to be a two-bar three-star. How about it, awesome."

Li Xiaoxiao nodded, his eyes widened, with a very agreeable appearance.

The girl was a little proud, and leaning a little closer, she said again: "There is a faraway Bobo who works as a company commander in the second team of the Haicheng Army. He is very kind to me. He has always wanted me to marry their battalion commander’s son. I have seen He is twenty-six this year, but he is already a company commander. Although there may be his father's factor in this, he is also very good, otherwise it would be impossible to climb to this position at such a young age."

"Is the company commander big?" Li Xiaoxiao asked softly.

Hearing this, the girl's complexion suddenly changed, and she was a little unsightly.

But for a moment, she explained: "Of course it's too big. You know that the instructors who come to train me are basically ordinary non-commissioned officers. Did you see the one in charge over there? He is a platoon leader. You don't see so many instructors in normal times. Do you want to listen to him?"

Li Xiaoxiao followed the girl's finger and glanced over.

The girl's name was Gong Nana, and Li Xiaoxiao didn't have much contact with her, but now she is familiar with it because of military training.

Gong Nana and her are similar in height, so they are next to each other.

After two weeks, I can't talk about how deep the feelings are, but they are familiar.

The man Gong Nana pointed to was actually in his twenties, and he looked tough.

Gong Nana whispered: "This platoon leader is actually quite young, but he is too dark. The person my uncle introduced to me is much more handsome than him. He is really the only high-quality man."

Li Xiaoxiao nodded blankly, her big eyes a little bit cute.

But in fact, her mind is a bit far away.

She thought that Si Mocheng's military rank seemed to be a two-bar three-star, which seemed much better than them, and he was only twenty-seven years old, eight years older than her.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, which made the girls dissatisfied.

Fortunately, the **** the other side of her interjected curiously: "Is it handsome? Do you have any feelings for you?"

"Handsome, very handsome, he is the best looking man I have ever seen. I don't know if he feels about me. He is busy in training and we can't talk a few times, but she gave me flowers last Valentine's Day." Gong Nana opened her mouth, a little shy, with a little vanity and ostentation in her eyes.

"Nana, you must catch such a good man! You will be the official wife after you marry him."

Li Xiaoxiao kept listening to the nonsense of a few people, and didn't interrupt anymore.

"You guys, get out!" The black-faced instructor walked over quickly and said angrily.

Li Xiaoxiao froze in place, sweating on her palms, and her heart was tangled.

Hmm...How many of you mentioned by the instructor, doesn't you include her?

She seemed to say something just now, is it counted?

Gong Nana and the other two girls were unwilling to get out of the queue. Some people were hippy and smiling and acted like a coquettish with the instructor.

It's a pity that the instructor obviously doesn't take this set, and said coldly: "Give me serious, is there any discipline?"

"Everyone ran a thousand meters around the playground, and came back to gather after running!" the instructor said coldly.

Several girls were bitter.

The instructor ignored, turned his head and glanced at Li Xiaoxiao.

Li Xiaoxiao put a ball on her head, lowered her head slightly, trying to weaken her sense of existence.

Without hearing the movement, she quietly lifted her eyes to look at the direction of the instructor, but she didn't know that her fleshy little face was like a bun, more like a little mole eating stealthily, indescribably funny.