Chapter 249 Why is the Team Leader's Face So Dark?

“Knock knock knock~~~”

There was a knock on the door.

Song Yiyuan was hugging Lin Qingqing, feeling extremely happy, when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who is it so late?"

Lin Qingqing asked herself this question, took Song Yiyuan's hand from her waist, stood up and opened the door.

Song Yiyuan: "..."

Who is it that arrives late at night?

He raised his eyes and looked towards the gate with an unhappy expression.

Lin Qingqing walked over and opened the door. It was Zhang Liang, Zhu Haijun, Li Aiguo and other Eagle Claw members who lived in the staff quarters.

"Sister-in-law, I heard that you were attacked outside the army and the team leader was injured. We came to take a look."

Behind them was their sister-in-law, who was carrying various things in her hands.

Song Yiyuan is their team leader, so he would definitely come and see if he got hurt.

"Come in quickly, your team leader is sitting in the hall with a broken leg."

She turned sideways to let a group of people in, and more than a dozen people came into the yard one after another.

After everyone came in, Lin Qingqing closed the door again.

As soon as everyone entered the hall, they felt the air pressure suddenly drop, and Song Yiyuan looked at them with a sullen face.

Zhang Liang thought to himself, "Why is Team Leader Tian's face so dark? Although he can be stern sometimes, he doesn't use his eyes to glare at people."

With a cold face, Song Yiyuan glanced at Li Aiguo and others from left to right... and from right to left.

"What are you doing here so late at night? Will you disturb my rest?"

"We saw you were... injured... and came to see."

Li Aiguo stammered.

Zhang Liang also laughed awkwardly, and the two of them were like singing a duet.

Lin Qingqing walked into the hall and noticed that the atmosphere was not right. She smiled and said, "Why don't you sit down?"

It was dark at the gate of the courtyard just now and they couldn't see clearly, but now the lights in the hall were bright. Zhang Liang and others saw that Lin Qingqing's hair was a little messy, there was mud on her arms, and her skirt was a little dirty.

I had just returned and hadn't even washed up or rested yet, but they came to my door.

Too much concern will cause confusion.

Zhang Liang winked at Xiuhong, asking her to talk to Lin Qingqing, otherwise the team leader's eyes would be really murderous.

Xiuhong pulled Lin Qingqing over to look at her, and asked with concern, "Are you okay? I heard your car flipped over outside, and I was so scared. If I hadn't come to see you, you wouldn't have been able to sleep in the middle of the night."

Honghua and Zhou Cuifang also nodded in agreement.

"I'm fine, it was just a false alarm." She raised her arms and said to Xiuhong and the others with a smile.

"I'm glad you're okay. Let's not talk too much this late at night. Let's come again tomorrow." Chen Qiuchan tugged at her man's clothes and said with a smile.

The others understood, said a few words to Song Yiyuan to have a good rest, and quickly got up and left.

Xiuhong took out a wad of money from her pocket and said, "Qingqing, this is Xiaomei's share. Send it to her."

As soon as the money was put in Lin Qingqing's hand, she quickly walked out of the hall and followed Zhang Liang.

A group of people came in a hurry, and Qi was also in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, human figures were seen.

Lin Qingqing locked the door, returned to the living room, and glared at Song Yiyuan: "People are here to see you out of kindness, why are you looking so gloomy?"

She had noticed Song Yiyuan's dark face and what he said, but she didn't want to embarrass him in front of others.

Song Yiyuan looked up and smiled at Lin Qingqing, then stood up and said, "I'll go boil some water."

"Your legs."

Lin Qingqing wanted to stop him.

"This injury is nothing serious. Sometimes it takes days to heal after being shot."

After saying that, he went to the kitchen to boil water.

Lin Qingqing packed up the things that Xiuhong and the others brought, and went back to the house to get some repair pills.

Song Yiyuan had stab wounds on his chest, back, and waist. There was also a long knife wound from his chest to his waist and abdomen, which was caused by the time in Shaanxi City. There were many other small wounds that were countless.

There is no soldier who is born with the ability to fight in a wooden warehouse. Martial arts are all acquired through practical training, one move at a time.

Song Yiyuan must be able to lead the Eagle Claw Team specially formed by the country. The efforts he has made and the military he has built are incomparable to those of ordinary soldiers.

In the past, when she saw Song Yiyuan’s injuries, she thought that this was how a soldier should be, but now she is a little worried about his physical condition.

Song Yiyuan boiled some water and came out of the kitchen. Seeing that there was a lot of mud on her hair, he asked her.

"Qingqing, how are you going to wash your hair? I've boiled a lot of water."

"Wash right here at the pump."

Lin Qingqing moved a stool out of the house and went to the water pump, where there was a drain.

Song Yiyuan took the washbasin to fetch some water and placed it on the chair.

"Go wash the wound quickly. Don't toss it around or it will break again." Lin Qingqing was unbraiding her hair and asked him to wash it quickly.

Song Yiyuan brought over a ladle and said, "Wash your hair and I'll rinse it for you. Can you help me clean the wound later?"

Lin Qingqing looked at the place where his pants were torn, near the base of his thigh.

"don't want."

Song Yiyuan didn't fulfill his wish, and there was a trace of hope on his face: "Then I'll help you rinse your hair, then go wash it."

"Okay." Lin Qingqing bent down, dipped all her hair in water, combed her hair to the front with her fingers, and took a step to pull her hair out of the basin.

Apply shampoo and massage your scalp and hair with your hands.

The action of bending down and lowering her head exposed her fair and slender neck.

Song Yiyuan was tall, and the distance difference allowed him to look down and see Lin Qingqing's slender neck and soft waist, especially as her waist swayed slightly with her movements.

This scene made his eyes darken and a fire rose in his stomach.

He could no longer take his eyes off Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing was still concentrating on washing her hair and could not see Song Yiyuan's deep and fiery eyes.

"Flush." She shouted

...No movement.

Lin Qingqing shouted again, "Flush."

Song Yiyuan came back to his senses: "Okay."

I put my hand in the basin to test the water temperature, it was not cold.

He scooped up some water and poured it gently on Lin Qingqing's head.

After rinsing it with a basin of water, the hair was clean.

He pulled off his hair and used it to wipe Lin Qingqing's hair.

Lin Qingqing held down the bangs on the top of her head, stood up and threw her hair back, wrapped her hair with the bangs, wrung out the moisture from her hair, and then wrapped her hair again.

She had just washed her hair, and there were still water droplets on her face, which made her fair skin look even more tender, and her face exuded the vigor of an eighteen-year-old girl.

Song Yiyuan was stunned again.

Lin Qingqing poured out the water in the basin. Seeing that Song Yiyuan hadn't moved yet, she urged him, "Why don't you go wash up and go to bed early."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the kitchen to get some water for a bath.

Song Yiyuan also followed her to the kitchen with a basin. He first prepared water for her before he went to get his own water.