on the captive

Shen Ronghe hasn't had such a good time in a long time.

Although compared with the major, his marksmanship was still a bit inferior, but he didn't feel regretful that his skills were not as good as others afterwards.

The feeling of picking up the gun again made him both familiar and unfamiliar. The sound of the gunshot and the bullet hitting the bull's-eye almost overlapped with his heartbeat, and it was still replaying in his mind.

So happy!

Coupled with the incisive and incisive joy of fighting against masters, he was very excited.His body was very hot, as if the blood flowing inside was gurgling and boiling, and he could hear his own heart beating powerfully and clearly—he was obsessed with this feeling.

Obviously, Shen Ronghe was a bit overwhelmed by the massive physical exertion. After the contest between the two of them, he leaned against the wall and gasped for a while, his black hair was a little disheveled by sweat, and the sides of his cheeks were also a little red, but his eyes remained the same. Very bright, obviously still immersed in the excitement just now.

The major also took off his coat at this time, and the white shirt was fitted to his body, showing a smooth waistline and faintly outlining the strong chest and abdomen muscles.The neatly tied navy blue tie was torn loose, revealing the long and narrow collarbone.He lit another cigarette, fiddling with the silver lighter with the other hand.

Thinking of the other party's performance just now, Shen Ronghe felt that he didn't realize the strength of the other party until today, after a real personal experience.

He had also seen the major's marksmanship on the training ground before, either he didn't shoot, or he hit him fatally, cruel but powerful.Now that he has experienced it up close, he feels even more emotional.Shen Ronghe instinctively has a yearning and awe for the strong, such as the old squad leader, such as Zhang Lianfeng.

But besides that, he thought of the major's eyes hidden under his fluttering platinum hair when he was shooting a target. When he squinted, he was as aggressive as a leopard. A small vortex clearly appeared, but it disappeared quickly.And Shen Ronghe thinks he is like that - kind of cute.

After realizing his thoughts, Shen Ronghe was also a little terrified.But what's even worse is that he really only thought of cuteness in his mind at the time.

He took the initiative to lean to the major's side: "You fight really well."

Despite the little gratitude in his heart, his praise was indeed sincere.

"You're fine too." The major said, exhaling a puff of white smoke.

Shen Ronghe's eyes couldn't help but move to the opponent's hand holding the cigarette.The joints of that hand were well defined, and the skin was shining white, which made the color of those clusters of blue veins particularly obvious, adding a bit of masculinity.

Seriously, Major.

Shen Ronghe felt that way from the first time he saw him.Now that he is so close to him again, he feels that the other party is as white as snow.It used to be that Shen Ronghe felt that a man who was too fair would lose his dignity, but now he felt that it was not always like that.The smell of cigarettes lingered in Shen Ronghe's nostrils again. He remembered the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, and couldn't help asking: "Is this cigarette so good?"

He saw Andrian sip the cigarette holder, as if aftertaste: "It's not easy to smoke."

Then you still like smoking so much?Shen Ronghe felt baffled, but out of politeness, he didn't ask any further.

Suddenly thought of something, he pointed to the other party's left arm: "Is your left shoulder okay?"

Andrian changed the cigarette to his left hand, put his right hand on his left arm and squeezed it habitually: "It's okay."

In fact, the conversation between the two was very boring. He asked a question, and the major answered. Although it was very brief, it didn't make people feel perfunctory. Instead, he suddenly felt that the major was acting very well at the moment.

Shen Ronghe remembered the way he saw him enduring the pain that day, and just now they had exhausted a lot of energy.

The Major's shoulders must be hurting now.

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and blurted out: "Let me rub it for you..." He paused for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, and was afraid that the other party would refuse, and added: "I used to give my grandma a massage, and she said it was very Comfortable…"

The major frowned slightly, as if thinking for a while, he put out his cigarette.

Shen Ronghe understood that the other party agreed, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.He leaned closer to the major, and just put his hand on the other's left arm. Through the thin layer of clothing, he could feel the strong muscles underneath. I have had such close contact with people.

Think of it as returning the major's favor.Thinking in this way, Shen Ronghe put all his strength into his palms and began to knead them regularly.Shen Ronghe is indeed very accomplished in this area, so much so that he won the favor of all the little old ladies in the village back then, coupled with his outstanding appearance and personality, he naturally became the first choice for their excellent local son-in-law.

Of course, this is also a thing of the past.

Putting these things aside for now, Shen Ronghe began to become more focused.His earnest appearance is very quiet, his eyelashes drooping slightly, his dark eyes are like a pool of sparkling spring water, quiet and gentle.

The surrounding area was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

Massaging is also physical work, especially if the subject is a tall man.Shen Ronghe finally felt a little sore in his arms before he raised his head, but saw the major with his face sideways silent, his body showing a stiff posture.

Feeling strange, he turned to the opponent in two steps, trying to see his facial expression clearly.Faintly, Shen Ronghe had a bad premonition - sure enough, when he saw the expression on the other side, Shen Ronghe was suddenly dumbfounded.

At this moment, the major, who was prettier than the girl, seemed to have a crack in his usual cold face: he, who was always strong and arrogant, had trembling eyelashes, pursed lips, and a rare nervousness on his face, so much so that the roots of his ears were a little bit red.It's like... being bullied by someone.

He felt the veins on his forehead twitch.The position of the temple swelled a little, making him want to scold his mother.

That just happened to be the most intolerable look for him.