Spoil You All Your Life

Mo Zimu took the high heels and put them on, "The local fire has been brought under control."

Shi Zixian smiled, "Then how can I turn you off completely?"

"Do you want to know?" Mo Zimu raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Zixian, "I hope you stay away from me."

After speaking, Mo Zimu stepped on his high heels hummingly, and returned to the shooting room No. 9 like a cold-faced little fox.

When Di Zilan and He Zichong saw Mo Zimu go back, they teased her, "Oh, come back after receiving ideological education, come and practice."

Mo Zimu waved his left hand at them and sat on the chair opposite to the shooting position. Her right shoulder was a little painful, because she didn't want to cause Lin Sen trouble and endured not showing it in front of Shi Zixian.

Not long after, Shi Zixian walked in and saw Mo Zimu sitting in a chair at first glance. Looking at her side face staring at the laser target, a softness flashed under her eyes.

"Major General Shi, you can also play a few." Zhu Minglang took the laser pistol and walked to Shi Zixian.

He Zichong also said, "Yes, Zixian, let's show your hand, let us worship the super sharpshooter."

Di Zilan and Yao Tiantian also expressed their hope to watch Shi Zixian shoot.

At the invitation of everyone, Shi Zixian took Zhu Minglang's gun, and a few people stood at the shooting position and played with them. After hitting the back, Di Zilan and Yao Tiantian became a cheerleader, watching the rounds of matches of Shi Zixian, Shi Zidu, and He Zichong.

"Wow, Zixian won again." Di Zilan sighed, "Zi Chong, it's really not a point for you to miss Zixian. On the contrary, Zidu is only 0.1 ring away, master."

Yao Tiantian looked at Shi Zixian with joy in his eyes

"Commander Zhu, come and try."

Shi Zixian handed the pistol to Zhu Minglang next to him, his eyes swept towards the opposite side, suddenly, his eyes fixed, looking at Mo Zimu who was leaning on the back of the chair asleep, a trace of helplessness floated in his black and white vision , Then a faint smile was raised in the eyes, and the slender green figure of pine branches walked towards her.

Several people watched Shi Zixian walking towards Mo Zimu, Di Zilan chuckled, "Zimu's habit really cannot be changed."

"What habit?" Yao Tiantian asked curiously.

"She, whether it's studying or working, as long as it's weekends, Saturday morning and Sunday afternoon will not sleep dimly."

"why?"

"On Saturday morning, I said it was to make up for the energy consumed for five days at work. On Sunday afternoon, I said it was to save energy for five days. In short, sleep.

Shi Zixian gently hugged Mo Zimu, "I will send her up to rest."

"No need." Shi Zi handed the gun to a nearby soldier and looked at Shi Zixian, "I just don't want to play anymore. I will take her home."

Di Zilan saw that Mo Zimu and Shizi were not playing anymore, and handed the gun over, "I am also a little sleepy."

"Since you don't want to fight anymore, go home." He Zichong also put down his gun.

"Commander Zhu, please do an inventory and record."

"Yes, Comrade Major General."

When Shi Zixian held Mo Zimu downstairs, the eyelashes on the small face leaning on his shoulder trembled and opened his eyes leisurely. By coincidence, Yao Tiantian, who was walking in front, suddenly looked back and saw Mo Zimu wake up.