MTL - Hello, Mr. Major General

末 At the end of March, the night of City C is still very cold.

However, this small building of Huo Shaoheng has a constant temperature throughout the seasons and is controlled by central air conditioning. It does not feel too cold or too hot.

I just had a fierce "exercise" that he had never experienced before, and his mood was a bit complicated. He needed cold water to keep himself awake.

The rushing cold water rushed to his head, and indeed it was washed down like the same cold water, and his slightly chaotic mood calmed down instantly.

I just think of it as a mission, just like thousands of missions in the past.

Although the task this time is a bit more gorgeous and the difficulty is much less, it is only a task.

Has no other meaning.

But before he completely forgets, he has to reflect on it carefully ...

Standing under the shower in the bathroom, Huo Shaoheng leaned his arm on the wall, closed his eyes and enjoyed the scouring of the cool water. The coldness on his face finally eased.

After rushing out of the cold, he wrapped a towel around his neck and walked out of the bathroom with his strong legs.

I smelled the thick smell of smell in the bedroom, twitched the corner of my mouth, found the indoor remote control, turned on the indoor exhaust fan again, and replaced the air in the room again.

Then sat down on the white hardwood sofa, planning to smoke a legendary "post-smoke".

As a result, before the cigarette was lit, she heard that the bed on the big bed rolled up again, and there was a breathless gasping from her throat.

Her hands began to wave as if to take off the silk scarf on her face.

Huo Shaoheng paused, dropped the cigarette in his hand, leapt to the bed with a single arrow, held her two arms with a big hand, and raised it to the top of her head.

Smelling a strong male hormone, Gu Nianzhi no longer attempted to grab the silk scarf on his face, and only went to Huo Shaoheng by his sense of smell.

For only one night, Huo Shaoheng found that he had been "trained" to be "anytime, anytime" ...

刚 He just drank cold, and his body is still dry, but some parts are already "murderous".

I was about to lean down and found his big bed wet.

Huo Shaoheng frowned, holding his big hand, he hugged Gu Nianzhi and left the big bed.

There was no other bed in the bedroom. He looked around and hugged her to the white hardwood sofa where he was sitting just now, and put down the thoughts.

I didn't think the sofa was small before, but after crowding two people, it seemed to be overwhelmed.

"... this sofa needs to be changed ..."

Huo Shaoheng, who was stubbornly struggling on the shaking sofa, suddenly thought of such a nonsense.

Uh ...

I do n’t know if it was because they changed places that they both felt very fresh, or because the last time, Gu Nian ’s medicine had reached the end of his crossbow.

Huo Shaoheng only knew that he had not entered the state, and Gu Nianzhi vented.

It's the seventh time.

Xu looked at her mouth and panted, her heartbeat gradually returned to normal, but she looked extremely pale, and Huo Shaoheng pursed her lips, but she did not continue.

Although he was not relieved for the last time, it was enough to care about it.

I did it with her just to understand her love pills, but not to be happy.

Huo Shaoheng left her body, got up to clean up, and went to the locker in the cloakroom to get an identical clean linen.

I looked back to the sofa, and saw Gu Nianzhi had fallen asleep.

This time, it is really different from the unconscious state that fell into a coma several times before.

Huo Shaoheng picked her up, put her on a bed with clean sheets, and put a thin blanket on her.

He hesitated for a moment, still not taking off the silk scarf covering her eyes.

I saw that she was asleep, and then hurried into the bathroom, washed again, and changed a black crew neck T-shirt and a military camouflage pants.

He pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom, he walked to the small balcony, and finally lit the "post-smoke" and smoked leisurely.

He stood on the balcony with his arms in his arms, his eyes were heavy, and he looked at the mountains in the distance.

The lavender mist lingered in the mountains, and the rising sun showed a horn on the back of the mountain, and it was about to stand out.

At this moment, the slogan of a wake-up sounded in the station, and the valley that was just as quiet as it once was suddenly boiled.

Huo Shaoheng saw these familiar scenes, spit out a cigarette ring, raised his hand, and the remaining cigarette butts drawn a beautiful parabola, and fell steadily into the trash can on the corner of the balcony.

He took a deep breath of the fresh morning air and turned into the room.

Tong closed the floor-to-ceiling window, and then closed the black and sound-proof gold velvet curtains. Huo Shaoheng glanced at the thoughts on the bed.

I was still asleep.

I must be exhausted.

Huo Shaoheng's lips are slightly hooked, and he walks toward the bedroom door in a good mood.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I heard a pop.

A fat figure came in, and his round head slammed into the ground.

Huo Shaoheng's eyebrows twitched twice, Shen said: "Display!"

The person who bumped into the bedroom naturally was waiting outside the door all night for the display of the national hand **** doctor.

He rubbed his back, stood up holding the door frame, and stared at Huo Shaoheng: "You, you ... are you done ?!"

"Why are you?" Huo Shaoheng's face was so cold that he could scrape a layer of Arctic ice. "Who asked you to sit at my door?"

"Isn't I worried about you ..." Zhan said in a grunt, glancing at Huo Shaoheng secretly, and asked, "... how many times?"

Huo Shaoheng didn't answer, and waved his hands without changing his face. "Go in and see if she's alright."

"Ah? Really?" The display rushed to the living room, hurried over his medicine box, which was comparable to a simple battlefield hospital, and stuttered with excitement: "Everyone ... finished? Really done seven times?"

Huo Shaoheng took a comprehensive evasive attitude towards this kind of problem. He lowered his head and took out a pack of cigarettes from the pants pocket of camouflage pants, took a spot, and took a deep breath.

Looking at the display, she opened the medicine box, took out the needle, and gave Gu Nianzhi a blood sample from her arm.

Gu Nianzhi was still asleep, with a pair of white jade arms resting on the pillow, no blood on his face.

The blue-purple scarf was still blindfolded.

Huo Shaoheng glanced, feeling a bit hot, and puffed two cigarettes in his eyes. While the display was undergoing hemodialysis, he walked over and pushed his shoulder, "come out."

Display set up the instrument and waited for the test results before walking out of the bedroom with Huo Shaoheng.

Huo Shaoheng probed into the room and determined that Gu Nianzhi was still asleep. He closed the bedroom door gently and spread his hand to the display. "Fetch it."

"What's it for? Oh, what do you want? What do I owe you?" The display squinted and looked at Huo Shaoheng ~ www. ~ My eyes are so short-sighted that I can't see clearly, don't yell at me. "

Huo Shaoheng glanced at him, pursed his lips, and said, "Medicine, you say medicine that makes people not remember."

"Ah?" Displayed for a moment, "What don't you remember?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic." Huo Shaoheng's voice was low and cold, his eyes smashed into the display like a knife: "Don't you say that you can ask someone to help and ensure that they don't remember anything afterwards? How can you guarantee that they don't remember?"

"Ah? Oh!" The display finally understood, and the expression on his face was unpredictable for a moment. He touched the back of his head for a while, and said bluntly, "That medicine, do you want to take it? You are not an outsider ..."

Huo Shaoheng glanced at him and continued to spread his hand: "Less nonsense, what about medicine?"

I really didn't expect Huo Shaoheng to need drugs to help forget.

Yuanyuan's mouth opened and hesitated, and she felt helpless: "This, Huo Shao, this is the way, that medicine, eat it before you can do that, you can guarantee that you will not remember anything after it. Just It ’s the same, you look at her like this, wake up and keep nothing in mind. ”

That is, people have entered a chaotic state of consciousness before, and it is only necessary to act by instinct.

Huo Shaoheng's heart was a little bit unsettled.

Sure enough, the display shrank back, and I wished to hide his round body in the burrow. He said, "... It's useless to eat after finishing. Huo Shao, you just asked me now It's too late to forget some medicine ... "

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