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The little boy fell asleep and didn't know what happened.

That face was raw white, thick ink-like broken hair across the eyebrows and eyes, the lips were bright and red, and the skin under the neckline was white and soft, so beautiful that it made people lose their minds.

Yuan Qingyan suddenly couldn't help recalling the days when he was fighting on the front line.

It was a rather boring life experience, returning to the barracks after a battle, facing a group of hungry and patient male soldiers.

The long-term life of being forced to abstain from sexual desire has made everyone hold back their fire. At night, they would enjoy their mouths in the military camp, laughing and teasing, and mentioning the beautiful girls they met.

Fighting is too hard and tiring, so these have almost become topics that the male soldiers never tire of.

Yuan Qingyan has never been involved in these topics. Every time they talk, he will quietly do his own thing beside him. Occasionally he is mentioned vaguely and perfunctorily. He is not interested in these topics and is not a person with lust.

No one can make him desire.

——Before that.

The faint halo was like a wisp of thin smoke, the original Qingyan's slashed face was hidden in it, the uneasy eyes were deep and terrifying, the eyelids drooped, and his gaze was fixed on Wen Tian's innocent face.

Yuan Qingyan's thick black eyes slowly revealed a bit of distressed and dazed emotion, he didn't know how to deal with this little boy who seemed to scream pain and discomfort with a little effort.

If you pull him up now, he will definitely cry again.

He could still imagine Wen Tian's dazed and ashamed expression when he got up, tightly pursing his lips and holding back his tears.

But if you don't wake him up, what's going on now?What if someone finds out tomorrow morning?How is he going to explain it?

Yuan Qingyan's head was in a mess, hesitating back and forth between pulling or not.

The air was as still as stagnant, the little boy turned over suddenly, as if feeling the heat, he stretched out that white and soft arm from under the quilt, and casually slapped it to the side—to the side of Yuan Qingyan's leg.

The soft and soft touch, like countless spikes, pricked the thighs tightly.

The back of Yuan Qingyan's head went numb, and he had already forgotten that he should drag Wen Tian up and drive him away.

He stood up abruptly, not even daring to take a look at Wen Tian, ​​and hastily pulled off the chain and walked out of the tent.

Almost fled.

……

The next day.

Wen Tian sat up, yawned a little, he rubbed sleepily his face that was powdery and hot from sleep, he couldn't figure out where he was now.

Sleep is the best antidote. After a good night's sleep, the symptoms of stomach cramps and dizziness have improved a lot yesterday. I think it will be better if I sleep again.

Wen Tian pursed his lips and lifted the quilt on his body. There was a rustling sound outside, and he remembered that he was in the barren border area.

Some powdery little hands opened the tent, and Wen Tian poked his head out slowly.

It should still be early now, the sun is still on the horizon, and the mist in the early morning covers the undulating peaks.

There was still some time before the assembly post, and several students had already come out of the tent, holding the camouflage training uniforms in their right hands, and lifted up the uniforms like no one else was there, exposing the upper body of Hanley.

Some people took off their pants and threw them on the ground.

Wen Tian stared at the picture in front of him for a few seconds, his expression gradually became blank, his fingertips gripping the tent trembled, the scene in front of him was too shocking for him, he forgot to shrink back for a moment.

He was full of thoughts.

Change clothes, why, why not change in your own tent?

Little boys like Wen Tian are conservative and shy of strangers. When changing clothes, they have to pull up the tent tightly before they dare to change. They dare not go to public bathrooms, pools and other places. Where have you seen such a large undressing scene? People are red like little tomatoes, and their hair is almost on fire.

"……Hold."

I don't know who yelled first, but when that person saw Wen Tian, ​​as if he had been tricked into a hooligan, he immediately grabbed the pants that were half off, and tied the belt back on.

The boy next to him saw it, was surprised for a moment, and teased: "What the hell are you doing, it's so strange for a big man to take off his clothes, so that no one likes to look at you, like a little daughter-in-law."

"Hurry up, don't dawdle, the whistle will blow later."

"Hey, no, I...fuck I can't say it." The man looked strange and held back, but the hand that was holding the belt belt was gripped even tighter.

The laughter around him became more presumptuous because of his action: "Go to the school bathroom to take a bath, and you took off your underwear before entering the door. You were not ashamed before, but now you are ashamed in the wild? I won't say there are women, let alone now. There are no girls..."

The teasing person kept squeezing his mouth, and when he saw Wen Tian from the corner of his side, he fell into silence for an instant.

After a while, he began to pull up his pants very uncomfortably, his eyes dodged, and he hesitated: "When did you come out? Why is there no sound at all."

"...just, just now."

Wen Tian opened his eyes in shock, his face that had just woken up was as red as a spring peach, and his lips were even more strangely red. He was licked by himself, and it was covered with a moist layer of water, which was so tender that one wanted to bite it into his mouth.

Young people are prone to impulsiveness when they wake up in the morning, but Wen Tian's unconscious glance made his abdomen burst into flames.

It's strange that what he said just now even feels untenable to himself.

They are all men, why is he awkward?

Wen Tian glanced at it, and there would be no loss of meat.

Why did he pull his pants stupidly?

"I'm going to change clothes." Wen Tian couldn't stand the weird atmosphere, he stammered, and stuffed his red-hot head back into the tent.

The silent crowd started to move again, and someone who didn't know murmured in a low voice: "...how do we train after this?"

After Wen Tian finished changing into his training clothes in the tent, he took the time to unzip the chain.

When he straightened his knees from the tent, he was caught off guard by Uehara Qingyan's cold and fierce face, and his head almost hit his chin.

Wen Tian took two steps back, looking at Yuan Qingyan in shock.

He didn't seem to have slept well, his eyes were black and blue, and his body was surrounded by a slump, which made the ice face like going to a grave look even more frightening.

Wen Tian's eyelashes trembled, and he whispered, "Instructor?"

Yuan Qingyan pulled his thin lips lightly, his face was as cold as winter, his eyes looked at Wen Tian, ​​he pointed at the tent next to him with his cold fingers, and asked in a cold voice: "Do you know whose tent this is?" ?"

Wen Tian lowered his eyes, like a small animal that has done something wrong, very obedient: "... I don't know."

Yuan Qingyan raised his sword eyebrows almost suddenly, "I don't know you dare to sleep! The tent I gave you was taken away by the dog? I don't want to sleep in someone else's."

Wen Tian flinched. He didn't know why Yuan Qingyan was so angry. While wondering, his voice softened: "I, I was too sleepy yesterday, and I don't know how to set up a tent. I saw no one inside, so I ..."

Yuan Qingyan took a deep breath, and said patiently: "You don't even know how to set up a tent. In the future, more difficult and dangerous trainings will come out one after another. How can you stay? You regret it now, and there is still time to go back home. I will let you go right away." The driver will take you home."

"You should value the credits very much, so you have to follow. I understand, but if your life is gone, no matter how many credits you have, it means nothing."

Wen Tian said "oh" after listening, but had no other reaction.

It was obvious that he was perfunctory.

Yuan Qingyan frowned in anger, a thick dark color flashed across his eyes, his lips parted a little, and he caught a glimpse of something.

The collar of the training clothes is very low, and one can see the soft white skin on Wen Tian's neck extending down.

It suddenly reminded him of the little boy lying quietly in the tent yesterday, sleeping peacefully and obediently.

Very well-behaved, like the little hamster he raised, no matter eating or sleeping, he was quiet and didn't even dare to pant.

Yuan Qingyan's complexion changed slightly, his shoulders and neck tensed, he didn't talk to Wen Tian again, turned around and walked to another place.

Those footsteps, for a person who has been a soldier all year round and has practiced steady and steady steps, can be regarded as a bit hasty, as if he did something bad and ran away with a guilty conscience.

Wen Tian looked at Yuan Qingyan's back inexplicably, pursed his lips silently, and picked up the tooth cup to fetch water.

The boys washed very quickly, and Wen Tian queued up to wash his face in no time. When he was about to return to his tent, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him into another dim tent.

Wen Tian panicked for a moment, and heard the other party say in time: "Someone is looking for you."

Wen Tian had seen a relatively ordinary face several times, and it was from the actual combat department.

Wen Tian slightly calmed down his beating heart, Qing Lingling moved his eyes to the communicator in the other party's hand, and the screen showed that he was in a call.

Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Hasn't the communicator already been handed in?"

The man's face was a little red, he touched the tip of his nose, and said nonchalantly, "Who would really hand it in obediently, one handed it in, and the other secretly hid it by himself."

Wen Tian, ​​an obedient student, couldn't understand their style of work, reluctantly nodded, and asked, "Who is looking for me?"

The man handed over the communicator again: "You can hear it yourself. I will go out first, and you will come out after you finish speaking. Pay attention to the time, the whistle is about to blow."

Wen Tian said "Yes", and took the communicator from his hand.

The person opposite seemed to have heard the movement. The moment Wen Tian put the communicator to his ear, he heard a familiar, joking and smiling voice: "Little sister, do you miss me?"

Wen Tian was startled for a moment, then frowned, glanced left and right quickly, and shamelessly said: "You, you speak well."

"Why didn't you talk properly?"

Not long after Meng Chao just got up, he was wearing black short-sleeved sweatpants, and he was reclining on the bed without a straight shape. The corners of his lips curled up: "I don't like it when I call you little sister, what's that called, beauty Tian?"

"Meng Chao!" Wen Tian bit his lip, obviously very angry, but still caring about others' discovery, his voice was small.

"Hey." Meng Chaotian responded shamelessly, thinking of Wen Tian's embarrassing expression now, he felt extremely happy, "What are you doing? Are you crying secretly while you're outside?"

Wen Tian was very sad.

He has already been angered by Yuan Qingyan, and now he will be angered by Meng Chao.

Ignoring Meng Chao's teasing words later, Wen Tian curled his lips and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I'm ready to gather for training after washing up."

Meng Chao pulled a long voice, straightened up leaning on the back of the quilt, deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Would you like to talk to Qu Yu, he misses you to death."

Before Wen Tian could reply, there was the sound of slippers being tapped, and after a slight rejection, a youthful and impatient voice sounded: "...Get lost, are you sick?"

Meng Chao laughed and yawned: "Are you sure you don't want to answer? Your ears are almost pricked up to me, and you haven't moved your game character since just now."

boom--

Qu Yu got up from his seat with a cold face, walked into the bathroom, and left Meng Chao a ruthless door.

Meng Chao made fun of himself, shrugged, and returned to the bed.

"I heard that your instructor is Yuan Qingyan, how is he?"

"It's fierce." Wen Tian thought for a while, "It's still fierce to me today."

Meng Chao raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, thinking of Wen Tian's obedient appearance, it was not something that people would be willing to be fierce, so he asked lazily, "You are fierce? Why?"

Wen Tian said honestly: "Because I was too lazy to fix my own tent and slept in his, and he got angry."

Meng Chao: "..."

The smile on the corner of Meng Chao's mouth faded away, "Wen Tian."

Wen Tian was keenly aware of the drop in air pressure. Meng Chao casually raised his legs, a subtle chill appeared under his eyelashes, and his voice was like ice, which Wen Tian had never heard before. not enough?"

Wen Tian didn't understand, he said slowly, "What do you mean?"

Probably feeling that Wen Tian was a little scared, Meng Chao's tone returned to calm, but with a bit of seriousness, "It's nothing interesting, I suddenly want to go quickly, otherwise I'm a little scared...the beauty is going to lose her virginity."

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