Fang Rong quickly finished the bowl of porridge. Her stomach felt warm, so she asked him to take the rest away, as eating too much would cause her stomach to hurt.

Fang Hua naturally scooped up a spoonful and drank it himself. He thought it was good and finished the rest of the drink as well, without showing any disgust.

Of course, if you don't like it, you can immediately hang him up and beat him.

"Wash the dishes and go to sleep." He had a lot to do today, and Fang Hua must have been exhausted by him. She fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. If he hadn't woken her up, she probably would have been sleeping even more soundly.

"Mmm." Fang Hua went downstairs happily, and then came back just as happily.

She held him and fell asleep contentedly. This time, the night was truly uneventful, and both of them slept very soundly, which was rare for them.

When Fang Rong woke up the next day, she found that her superpowers had returned, and seemed to be even stronger, making them easier to use than before.

They could easily lift Fang Hua up and get him off under their arm, and Fang Hua didn't react at all during the whole process.

He's always been a light sleeper, and he'll wake up at the slightest noise. Sometimes when I go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I can see him following me without making a sound, like a ghost. Of course, that's when his sleep quality is terrible, because I'm afraid something might happen to him.

Now that he's considered a strong person, he can still manage to go out and do some missions, so Fang Hua stopped following him. After what happened yesterday, he'll probably be checking on him three times a day.

Just as he said, Fang Hua really did follow behind him.

He was annoyed that he couldn't get up on time in the morning. After finishing his meal, the dog immediately followed behind him, occasionally peeking out with its tail, so that he could see it.

Fang Rong stopped in her tracks. "Fang Hua, come out here."

Fang Hua didn't come out; he just silently followed him.

Are you coming out or not?

It still won't come out.

Fang Rong put his hands on his hips and suddenly had an idea. He walked along and then suddenly squatted down, clutching his stomach and pretending to be in a lot of pain.

Fang Hua, that little bastard, fell for it and rushed over, only to be caught.

"Yesterday was an accident. I wasn't paying attention. It won't happen again. Go to training." The two military regions train together, and the assembly time is always 5:30 sharp. If he takes me to school every day, it means I'll be late every day.

Even the best-tempered instructor can't stand a troublesome soldier who's always late.

"Oh," Fang Hua replied verbally, but his mind was already racing with his own schemes.

"Don't say one thing and mean another. If you keep following me, I'm going to get angry."

"Then let me check every day, and I won't follow you anymore after that."

"You..." He even started bargaining. "Fine, fine, you can have the examination. Now go."

"Now we need to check it again," Fang Hua said, pushing his luck.

"What's the point of checking now? Don't you know when I came out?" I didn't leave all night yesterday, and everything I did this morning was under his watchful eye. He still doesn't trust me.

"I need to check your condition to know if anyone has tampered with you." He seemed to think he was making a lot of sense.

Fang Rong narrowed her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then gave in. Let her watch, she thought, since she watches it every day anyway.

This guy really thought he didn't know. Every night, as soon as he fell asleep, he would do whatever he wanted to him, taking off his pants and doing this and that, and even hiding under the covers to shine a flashlight on him.

Such a loud noise would wake even a fool. Fang Rong was startled awake several times, especially when his hair was being swept around, making her feel itchy and making her think she was seeing a ghost.

I've dreamt several times about being laughed at in the middle of the night, and when I wake up in the morning, my butt hurts so much I can't get out of bed.

Even if you apply a hot towel to reduce the swelling, it still hurts, so it must have been him.

He was clever; he always did it right after he finished, thinking he had done it flawlessly. Fang Rong just didn't want to expose him.

"Find a corner, there are too many people here." Fang Rong took the lead and walked into a corner, leaned against the wall, and stuck out her butt to cooperate.

Fang Hua followed behind, gleefully pulling down his pants and underwear. After that, she spread his buttocks, looking him over inside and out, top to bottom, and still not satisfied, she stared at him for a while longer.

"Are you done yet?" What's so interesting about that? It's not like a delicious chicken leg that you can look at every day without getting tired of it.

Fang Rong felt a little uncomfortable and involuntarily shrank back.

The more he did this, the more excited Fang Hua became. She stared at him for a while before reluctantly putting his underwear back on.

She even touched his butt through his underwear.

Real color!

Fang Ren resisted the urge to kick him, and quickly waved him away, saying, "Go on, hurry up."

"Okay." Fang Hua achieved his goal and quickly slipped away, skipping and hopping as he went.

Fang Rong watched him walk away until he was far away before continuing on her way. Speaking of which, it had been a while since she had done a mission. She wondered if she could do one today.

He was not injured, and he could use his lunch break to do a task to check if his superpower had become stronger.

Training was still as grueling and dry as ever, with no new twists or turns. Fang Rong was already tired of it, but she forced herself to persevere until noon.

Go to the mission hall to accept missions. Because the soldiers' salary is too low, actually it's not low, but because some people have to maintain mechs, artillery shells and the like, their lives are a bit difficult to make ends meet. So the military region will select some cases that ordinary police officers can't solve and give them to them. Some of them have been accumulated for a year and become cold cases.

Fang Rong looked at them one by one. The receptionist was a woman, a very lively one, who kept introducing him to easy jobs, as if she was afraid that he would suffer losses.

Wait, do you know him?

"You seem to know me?" Fang Rong asked absentmindedly while flipping through the tasks.

"Hmm." The female was a little shy. "Of course I know you. You're a celebrity in our South District."

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