Chapter 65 Chapter 65
It was so scary. He didn’t say anything. Why was the captain so angry?
Jia Zheng's heart was pounding, and the tip of his chopsticks was unconsciously poking at the rice grains.
Could it be that Wen Qingzhen and Comrade Xiao Shen had a quarrel?
After all, Wen Qing seems to have a bad temper!
He glanced at Wen Yanxi's tense jawline, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and he quickly closed his mouth.
Wen Yanxi then withdrew his knife-like gaze and continued to eat slowly, but the air pressure around him was so low that it could freeze a person to death.
With this cooling machine next to him, Jia Zheng felt very uncomfortable while eating this meal.
After finally swallowing the last bite of rice, Jia Zheng was about to run away with the bowl in hand...
"I'll get the certificate tomorrow." Wen Yanxi, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.
Although the sound was not loud, it kept Jia Zheng in place.
"What...what certificate?" Jia Zheng's throat tightened and he almost dropped the bowl.
What did he hear just now?
"Marriage certificate."
These three words made Jia Zheng's eardrums buzz.
He pinched his thigh hard and gasped in pain - this was not a dream!
A huge question suddenly flashed through my mind: When did the leader start dating?
"With...with whom?" His voice was broken with shock!
Wen Yanxi stood up and said, "Chen Zhaoyue."
After Wen Yanxi finished speaking, he stood up and left, leaving Jia Zheng standing there in a daze.
Shen Zhaoyue?
When Jia Zheng came to his senses, his head buzzed and the bowl in his hand fell onto the table.
Their leader, is he trying to steal his own nephew's wife?!
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Thinking about getting a marriage certificate tomorrow, Wen Yanxi's stern brows softened unconsciously.
He raised his hand to check his watch, a rare moment of distraction.
At this point, Chen Zhaoyue should be off work.
"Everyone, attention!" He suddenly blew the whistle and announced to the soldiers in front of their surprised eyes: "Disband fifteen minutes early!"
"yeah!"
"The sun really does rise from the west!"
The team suddenly exploded, and the soldiers cheered softly in surprise.
Being able to finish the training early was a huge surprise for them.
An old soldier wiped his sweat and looked at Wen Yanxi's hurriedly leaving back. He couldn't help but mutter: "Don't be too happy too soon. What if the commander is going to formulate an even more intractable training plan?"
"Pfft! What a jinx!" The soldier next to him immediately covered his mouth. "It's rare for the commander to show mercy, don't bring bad luck upon yourself!"
"Didn't Jia Zheng go to ask the regiment commander this afternoon? Did he find out anything?" A clever soldier suddenly asked in a low voice.
Many people in the cafeteria noticed that Jia Zheng approached the team leader, but the two spoke too quietly, and the cafeteria was noisy, so no one could hear a word.
"What's wrong with you? Is your face cramping?" Reminded by this, everyone noticed Jia Zheng's abnormality.
While the whole group was cheering, he was the only one staring at the leader's departing back with a distorted expression as if he had swallowed a fly.
Jia Zheng opened his mouth, then slammed it shut. He really didn't know how to start.
Should he tell his comrades that their upright Captain Wen would actually do something like stealing his niece's wife?!
"Could it be..." An old soldier narrowed his eyes: "Is the commander really going to give us more training?"
Jia Zheng shuddered when he heard this, and the expression on his face became even more interesting.
He thought to himself: What’s the point of extra training?
If you knew that the team leader was going to get a marriage certificate tomorrow, and the person he was with was Wen Qing’s ex-fiancée, you would probably all faint!
"Lao Jia, please say something!" The comrades stamped their feet anxiously.
Jia Zheng took a deep breath, suddenly turned around and ran: "I...I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do!"
The sound dissipated faster than he ran away.
"Did Jia Zheng find out anything?" The soldiers looked at each other, scratching their heads as they watched him flee in panic.
"Looking at his expression of having seen a ghost, he probably didn't get anything out of me." An old soldier curled his lips and pushed his training cap to the back of his head.
"Let's go!" Someone waved his hand dejectedly, "It's better to go back and rest early, recharge your energy..."
As he spoke, he made an exaggerated expression: "Prepare for the possible devilish training later!"
Everyone shuddered when they heard this and walked towards the dormitory in twos and threes.
Everyone was wondering: The team leader was acting so abnormally today, is he really going to use a big move tomorrow?
At this moment, Jia Zheng was hiding in the equipment shed in the corner of the training ground, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.
His mind was full of that shocking news, and his face turned red from holding it in.
If this secret were to be told to anyone, I would probably be beaten to a pulp by the team leader.
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As the night deepened, Chen Zhaoyue came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, with water droplets still dripping from the ends of her hair, shining brightly under the light.
Seeing this, Wen Yanxi naturally walked forward and took the towel from her hand.
"Sit down." His deep voice contained an undeniable tenderness.
Chen Zhaoyue sat down on the sofa obediently, curling up her legs like a lazy cat.
Wen Yanxi stood behind her, running his slender fingers through her wet hair, his movements incredibly gentle.
The towel absorbed the moisture from the hair, but the warmth from his fingertips made the tips of Shen Zhaoyue's ears slightly hot.
Only a warm yellow light was on in the living room, casting the shadows of the two people on the wall, overlapping to form a warm silhouette.
Chen Zhaoyue squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling the perfect force in his hair, and even his toes curled up unconsciously.
"Tomorrow..." Wen Yanxi suddenly spoke, his voice a little softer than usual.
"Hmm?" Chen Zhaoyue tilted his head slightly. From this angle, he could see his taut jawline clearly visible under the light.
Wen Yanxi paused, his Adam's apple rolling: "Nothing."
"We're going to get the marriage certificate tomorrow." Chen Zhaoyue raised her face, her moist almond eyes filled with a sly smile. She guessed his thoughts at a glance: "Are you happy, uncle?"
Wen Yanxi's hand movements suddenly paused, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
Under the dim light, the lines of his stern profile were tense, but his ears were turning crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his neck was faintly pink.
After a long while, he finally squeezed out a very light response from his throat: "Yeah."
The voice was so low and hoarse that it seemed to be squeezed out from deep in the chest, with a bit of discomfort, but also revealed an unconcealable tenderness.
After receiving the response, Chen Zhaoyue immediately smiled like a flower: "I am very happy too!"
She tilted her face up, the stars in her eyes almost overflowing, and even her two dimples were filled with honey-like sweetness.
Wen Yanxi lowered his eyes and looked at the bright smiling face in front of him, and his heart seemed to be gently touched by something soft.
He took a deep breath calmly before continuing his movements, but the strength of his fingertips became gentler, as if he was treating some rare treasure.
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