Chapter 92 When did you become a bad person?
Shen Xingjiang pulled the clothes down and ordered outside: “Come in and see if the sweater your sister-in-law knitted for me is nice?”
Without waiting for Jiang Wanwan to react, a group of masculine young men rushed in, looking at the clothes on Shen Xingjiang with sparkling eyes, and shouted exaggeratedly.
"nice!"
"It makes our platoon leader look impressive!"
Gao Lei was standing nearby. He was the most mature and steady young man in front of Jiang Wanwan, and he was the one who made the most noise: "Look, are our platoon leader's ears red?"
Five or six pairs of eyes were pointed at Shen Xingjiang's ears. Jiang Wanwan also looked over. It was not just red, but she could feel with her naked eyes that Shen Xingjiang's ears were burning.
Shen Xingjiang laughed and scolded, “Everyone, go out to the martial arts training ground and practice carrying weights for five kilometers.”
"Seeing our platoon leader's ears turn red, five kilometers is nothing, I can even run ten kilometers!" Gao Lei put his fingers to his mouth and whistled.
“Yes, I also run ten kilometers!”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Jiang Yourou had never seen such a lively scene before. He jumped up and down on the bed happily like a little jumper.
Jiang Wanwan was amused by this pure and deep comradeship. She took out a bottle of pickled chicken from her triangular pocket and handed it to Gao Lei: "I made these pickled chicken myself. My skills are limited. Please don't despise me."
Gao Lei hesitated, did not extend his hand, and looked at Shen Xingjiang inquiringly.
The diced chicken is not cheap. This jar of pickles is not really pickles at all. At a glance, 70% of them are chopped chicken pieces the size of fingernails. The chicken is fried until crispy and delicious, and it tastes good with rice.
Shen Xingjiang just saw that there was still a can in his pocket, and he nodded: “Share it after you finish running.”
Gao Lei then took it, and they stopped making a fuss and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, sister-in-law."
"Sister-in-law, you and our platoon leader are a perfect match!"
"Yeah, they look like a perfect match."
"... Stop talking, let's run quickly and eat some chicken and pickled vegetables after we run. Gao Lei, hide the pickled vegetables later. Don't let Fu Hansheng know. Otherwise, he will be the platoon leader and will eat from us. It will be bad if we don't give him anything."
Gao Lei hugged the pickles and said, "Don't worry, I'll carry them on my back and run away later. No one will be able to get our food."
A jar of pickles is so delicious that they would like to hold it on their heads to protect it.
Although the food in the army is not bad, it doesn’t taste particularly good. The big pot rice is not as fragrant as the one cooked in a small iron pot, and there won’t be as much meat.
Besides, they would get tired of eating it every day, so they also want to try something new.
The most important thing is that this is prepared by the platoon leader’s sister-in-law for the platoon leader. It is ten thousand times more delicious than ordinary food!
Tell the soldiers in other platoons, they are the most prestigious!
Their platoon leader’s sister-in-law is the prettiest and gives the most delicious food!
Gao Lei and his companions swarmed into the martial arts training ground, carrying dozens of kilograms of weights on their backs. In addition to the weights, Gao Lei also had a bulging object hanging on his chest.
Fu Hansheng saw him coming over. He had just finished training and was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. His chest and back were wet with sweat, and the clothes stuck to his solid muscles.
He hammered the thing on Gao Lei's chest: "What is that?"
"Our platoon leader's wife gave us these diced chicken pickles." Gao Lei was protecting it and wanted to show off. He opened the cloth bag to reveal a corner of the glass jar, which was full of diced chicken. It was mouth-watering just by looking at it.
Fu Hansheng swallowed his saliva: "Shen Gou!"
"Why didn't you give me the delicious food first?"
After saying that, he returned to the dormitory.
Gao Lei suddenly felt a little regretful and said to the other brothers, "It's over. This light bulb will go back and disturb our platoon leader and his wife's intimacy, right?"
They were all men who hadn't been home for a long time, and they especially understood Shen Xingjiang's urge to do something when he saw his beautiful wife.
It is because of understanding that Gao Lei is afraid.
"Let's run quickly and eat all the pickles while my sister-in-law is here. If the platoon leader investigates us later, we'll just get a minor fine since we've already eaten them."
"Yes, yes, run quickly."
Gao Lei took his brothers to the martial arts training ground.
The martial arts training ground was suddenly filled with dust, and the men were extremely excited.
In the dormitory, Shen Xingjiang wore the sweater that Jiang Wanwan knitted for him. He held Jiang Wanwan in his arms and savored the taste between her lips and teeth.
He reached his hand into her clothes and gently rubbed Jiang Wanwan's fair and tender skin with his fingertips, with a gentle force like a feather.
On the contrary, the strength of his lips was so strong that it numbed Jiang Wanwan's tongue. Tears flowed pitifully from the corners of her eyes. Her legs became weak as mud, and her heart collapsed. She urgently needed something to fill it and satisfy her.
Jiang Wanwan suddenly felt a little regretful.
"I said Shen..."
Fu Hansheng pushed the door open with an ugly look on his face, and when he opened the door, he saw the tall Shen Xingjiang holding a delicate little girl in his arms and kissing her. He was interrupted. Shen Xingjiang held Jiang Wanwan in his arms, blocking Jiang Wanwan's face with his palm. Fu Hansheng could only see Jiang Wanwan's satin-smooth hair and a little bit of her tender tofu-like profile.
Jiang Wanwan lay in Shen Xingjiang's arms. Although she was shy, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating with joy as he held her in his domineering embrace.
If she had a tail, it would definitely be wagging now.
She had a bad intention and gently and softly brushed the fingertips of her hand in Shen Xingjiang's arms over his muscles, then smiled secretly.
Such hard muscles, and nice lines.
Wow~
The feel is really amazing!
Hahaha, is he shy? Why does his body tense after being touched a few times?
Jiang Wanwan couldn't even suppress the smile on her face.
Shen Xingjiang: “…”
Isn’t she afraid that Fu Hansheng will see his tent?
"go out!"
Fu Hansheng saw the pickled chicken on the table, and without saying a word, he walked over and took the jar of pickled chicken away: "I'll taste it for you."
Shen Xingjiang let go of Jiang Wanwan, stopped Fu Hansheng, and used his hand as a knife to chop his arm. The jar fell down, and he snatched it in mid-air.
"I have a mouth, I'll call you when I eat."
Shen Xingjiang was too fast, and Fu Hansheng had no power to defend himself. He glared at Shen Xingjiang and said, "If you don't call me, I will drive to your house to eat."
He couldn't accept that he wasn't given any good things.
Shen Xingjiang nodded helplessly: “I understand, get out quickly.”
Fu Hansheng had never heard Shen Xingjiang speak to someone in a half-begging tone, so he smiled: "Okay, I'll let you go this time."
After he went out, Shen Xingjiang put the pickled chicken cubes on the bedside, then pinched Jiang Wanwan’s chin: “When did you learn to be bad?”
"Do you believe that I will arrest you for hooliganism?"
Jiang Wanwan swept her finger across the tent that was a little lower than his. "You can catch whatever you want. At most, I'll go to jail for a few years. I'll continue to play with you when I get out. It's good to play with you a few times in a lifetime. It's better than not playing with you at all."
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