Tigers ban coveting

Duan Wuxin was awakened by the shaking, her mind was in a daze.

He obviously didn't drink alcohol last night, but he seemed to be hungover, and his memory was intermittent.

They seemed to have eaten on the Ferris wheel, and then hugged for a long time.

Duan Wuxin was persistent and refused to close the window, taking advantage of the cold wind, lying in Ling Junhan's embrace with peace of mind, overlooking the city scenery.

Maybe it's been too long since he has been treated so tenderly, he is nostalgic for that appropriate temperature.

When the stars were hidden in the clouds, Ling Junhan said, "Go back."

So, dizzy again, he followed the people back home.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a mechanical arm, showing colorful glare in the sunlight coming in from the window.

In the blink of an eye again, it turned into an elegant deep black again, like a hallucination.

"Black coal ball, you're back?" Duan Wuxin sat up and exclaimed excitedly.

Xiaobai stood at the head of the bed, showing a difficult smile, "It's finally repaired, and it's this color, I'm not satisfied. What about the colorful colors you promised? Why is it still black?"

"It's a colorful black, and you can still see it under the sun." Duan Wuxin patted his arm with a smile, and said in relief, "It seems that the name black coal ball can still be used."

Xiaobai looked him up and down in disgust, and was very dissatisfied, so he poked him with his arm, "Is this color a bad idea of ​​yours?"

"It really has nothing to do with me, it must be your young master's bad taste." Duan Wuxin turned to look at the bedside, looked at the empty bed and asked, "Where is Ling Junhan?"

"I left in a hurry in the morning. It seems that something serious has happened." Xiao Bai's expression became serious, and he said in a low voice, "There may be a war."

"War!" Duan Wuxin opened his eyes wide and stood up, "He won't leave now, will he?"

Xiao Bai stared at the suitcase next to the closet, and said firmly: "I should come back to pack my luggage."

Duan Wuxin let out an oh, the good mood was gone.

He finished washing with a sullen head, didn't bother to eat breakfast, and sat in the study to continue doing exercises.

Turning the pen in his hand, he was thinking about other things in his mind, absent-minded.

If Ling Junhan wanted to leave, he probably wouldn't take him with him.

Who is the other party?

How long are you going?

What if you lose?

The next second, he shook his head again, denying himself.

The invincible Ling Junhan will not lose, it is only a matter of time.

Obviously this person dangles in front of his eyes and finds it annoying, and he really wants to leave, but he is still a little bit reluctant.

Duan Wuxin scribbled on the paper for a while, then got up and opened the suitcase in the corner to help him pack his clothes.

There were uniform military uniforms in the cabinet. He carried a few pieces and folded them into the box, and opened the small drawer below.

Ties, socks, underwear, underwear...

Holding those black shorts with her fingertips, Ling Junhan's naked body flashed through her mind, and Duan Wuxin blushed a little.

"I didn't know you still had this habit?" Ling Junhan leaned against the door and said jokingly.

Duan Wuxin raised his head suddenly, threw the underwear back quickly, his face was full of panic, "Why are you walking without making a sound?"

"I've been standing here for 2 minutes, mainly to see you indulging in my underwear, and I can't bear to disturb you."

Ling Junhan walked over, squatted beside him, hooked up the underwear again, and dangled in front of him, "If you really like it so much, I'll give you two."

Duan Wuxin pushed him, and replied with a cold expression: "No, I'm just helping you pack your luggage."

"So obedient, you know I'm leaving?" Ling Junhan flicked the clothes in the suitcase with his fingers, and praised: "It's quite complete."

Duan Wuxin buckled the suitcase, hesitated, "Can you take me with you?"

Ling Junhan said: "You don't even ask who the enemy is?"

"Oh, who's calling?" Duan Wuxin asked lazily along the lines.

Ling Junhan sighed, frowned and said: "Zerg, I suspect that the previous test has been leaked, and it came very suddenly. This time, the attack is fierce, and the Federation Empire is at war, which is very troublesome."

"Then..." Duan Wuxin wrinkled his face, and heard the implication, "It means you can't take me with you."

He has never been on the battlefield, if it is a more troublesome battle, he has no experience.

It's really inappropriate to divide Ling Junhan's heart.

Ling Junhan raised his eyes to look at him, and said with relief: "You have other tasks. Since they have already seen through them, after you change back, try the ones that you didn't detect last time. Whether it's hand-to-hand or with weapons, give them I forced it out."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Junhan rubbed his head, twirling his hair with his fingertips, "Why, don't you want to separate from me?"

Duan Wuxin pursed her lips, as a tacit consent.

Hiding his worry, he said vaguely, "What if you die outside?"

"Don't worry, I won't make you a widow." Ling Junhan smiled sullenly, "You haven't promised me yet, how could I die?"

At such a time, this person is still not serious.

Duan Wuxin buried her head and bumped his head on his shoulder, "You're so annoying."

Ling Junhan took out a small wind chime from his pocket, hung it on the window sill and said: "I don't know when I will come back, and the signal of the communicator on the road may be blocked. If you miss me, just dial this wind chime, and I will know. "

"Really or not? It's still very evil." Duan Wuxin raised his hand and shook the small pendant, the glass beads on it collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

How about lying to ghosts, there is no signal, you can hear a thread.

Duan Wuxin glanced at the gadget, disdainful.

"Well, really. Well, everyone is still waiting downstairs, I have to go." Ling Junhan straightened the suitcase.

He stretched out his arms restrainedly, pulled him into his arms and hugged him, "I heard that the Zerg leader's teeth are thousands of years old, and I will get them back for you so that you can grow longer."

Duan Wuxin grabbed the epaulets on his shoulders, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice, "If it's too difficult, it's not a must. Don't get hurt, win back."

It's not that important to him now to be the same person.

"Well, yes." Ling Junhan whispered, "I'm leaving, take me downstairs."

Stepping on the slippers, Duan Wuxin followed him slowly, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

A spaceship was parked at the door, and a row of officers stood neatly, looking majestic.

Seeing Ling Junhan appearing, they all raised their hands and gave a military salute in unison.

Duan Wuxin stared at Gao Da's back, opened his mouth and called out, "Wait a minute."

"Is there anything else?" Ling Junhan put the suitcase on the spot, turned around and took two steps towards him, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Duan Wuxin hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to untie the red rope around his neck, and hung the peace amulet around Ling Junhan's neck.

"I lent it to you, and I will return it when I come back."

Ling Junhan fiddled with Yushou with lowered eyes, and asked in a soft voice: "You're going to change back, and I'm not here, so your luck will be bad."

He knew it was Duan Wuxin's treasure, a life-saving talisman he couldn't put it down.

Now hanging it around his neck with my own hands is of great significance.

He stared into amber eyes, "Are you willing to give it to me?"

All kinds of painful experiences of being struck by lightning until his head smoked, rolling down the stairs, and lying on the bed in the middle of the night flashed through his mind. Duan Wuxin's back shook and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He struggled for a few seconds, held the talisman reluctantly, and said, "I'll just lend you a few days."

How can you be so good?

Ling Junhan looked down at the person, and in front of everyone, he slightly lowered his head and touched the center of his eyebrows.

Express love with restraint and tenderness.

"I'll keep it safe," he whispered into Duan Wuxin's ear, "When I come back from the battle, should you promise me to be your boyfriend?"

"We'll talk about it when you come back." Duan Wuxin didn't care if there were still people watching, and grabbed his collar fiercely, threatening, "If you get injured, you will die."

Ling Junhan smiled and hummed.

Ling Jiamu coughed violently, breaking the lingering atmosphere, "Oh, it's not the first time for my brother to be on the battlefield, so don't worry. Besides, with our elite soldiers, there is no such thing as losing a battle."

It was rare for Duan Wuxin not to confront him, she stared into his eyes and said earnestly, "You have to protect the officer well."

"What about me?" Ling Jiamu covered his chest sadly, "As your old father, do you have nothing to say to me?"

"You... also pay attention to safety." Duan Wuxin gave a word of concern.

Ling Junhan bent the corner of his mouth, flicked his forehead with his fingertips, "Very well, you have also learned my double standard. Stay at home obediently. If you go to the barracks, ask Meng Yusen to take you. I'm leaving."

Duan Wuxin pursed his lips, and raised his hands to salute him and all the soldiers.

One day, he will go to the battlefield with this group of people.

This battle was more stalemate than expected. For three days, there was no news from the front.

On the third day, Duan Wuxin turned back into a white tiger and went to the military camp to test the experimenters again.

Somehow, on different battlefields, he seemed to be fighting side by side with Ling Junhan.

Driving different mechs, facing the same difficult enemies.

Melee combat has no effect, only mechs can go into battle.

He was more tyrannical and manipulative than last time.

With the mission left by Ling Junhan, and the irritability that he couldn't get in touch with for a few days, he mercilessly suppressed those soldiers, driving them to a desperate situation.

Under the high-intensity violent fighting, two of them even mutated on the spot, spraying Zerg slurry from their mouths.

Meng Yusen recorded all the evidence and experimental reports, and imprisoned the experimenters collectively.

So far, the tests of all experimenters have been completed.

It should be something to be happy about, but Duan Wuxin can't arouse the slightest interest.

When he returned home exhausted, there were only running puppies and Xiao Bai chasing him to feed him in the hall.

It was noisy and noisy, but I felt empty in my heart.

"You're back, dinner is ready, do you want to eat now?" Xiao Bai asked distractedly while holding the dog bowl.

Duan Wuxin shook his head, his tail drooped, "I don't want to eat."

He went upstairs dejectedly, turned on the live broadcast, and greeted everyone weakly.

It wasn't because of excessive fighting, and he couldn't explain what the anxiety in his heart was.

Are you worried about Ling Junhan?

I believe that Ling Junhan, who has never been defeated before, will return with the news of victory just like before.

It was difficult for him to describe this emotion, but he hadn't contacted him for three days, his heart was in a panic, he couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep.

Maybe, maybe just simply miss him.

Want to see his face, or hear his voice.

To put it simply, seeing his name will make you feel more at ease.

So, he stared at the bullet screen, opened the webpage on his own, and searched for a fan picture of him and Ling Junhan.

[What did I see, the Lord personally stamped it? ? ? 】

[I heard that Ling Junhan went to war in the past two days, his son must be very lonely alone with a tiger]

[Understanding, understanding, this is called seeing things and thinking about people]

[I seem to have seen my son who fell in love, and the old mother shed tears of joy]

[Woooooo Ling Junhan hurry up and come back from the battle, marry my son and go home! 】

Duan Wuxin stared at the dense barrage of bullets drifting by, and now finally understood the meaning of Ling Junhan's words when they were hotly searched.

At this moment, even putting the names of two people together makes people feel happy.

He propped his chin, not knowing whether he was chatting with netizens or comforting himself, "He will be back soon."

[Tsk, why do these words sound full of affection]

[I'm so moved that I'm about to cry, my son has fallen in love with him, right? 】

[Analyzing carefully, I heard that longing is like a river, and love is surging]

[I used to think that one person and one tiger were absurd, but now it seems that it is true love! 】

It was rare for Duan Wuxin not to refute, and quietly watched those teasing jokes.

The live broadcast lasted until late at night, and when the netizens made a wish, he silently said over and over in his heart: Be sure to come back safely.

The pointer on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock, and Duan Wuxin was so tired that his mind went blank, so he finally downloaded the broadcast.

He stretched his neck, jumped off the swivel chair, and hit his head on the table leg, making him dizzy.

Sure enough, without the god of luck and the peace talisman, the lingering bad luck returned.

Duan Wuxin covered his head and cursed loudly, tears welling up in his eyes.

The emotions accumulated in the past few days suddenly exploded, and my mood fell to the bottom.

Looking up and seeing the wind chime hanging by the window, he walked over angrily, tried to dial it a few times, but retracted the tiger paw arrogantly.

After watching for a few seconds, Duan Wuxin blinked, and finally stretched out his claws and patted hard in disbelief.

Ding ding dong dong sounded in the quiet room.

There was no response, and she looked lonely and pitiful.

Duan Wuxin buried her head in her paws, and muttered in a low voice with red eyes: "Didn't you just shake the wind chime when you thought about it? You can't hear me, you big liar."

"I heard you," the red light above the wind chime flickered, and Ling Junhan's tired and familiar voice was mixed with the chaotic sound of gunfire, "Xinxin, I miss you too."