Fang Rong sat on a rock, sharpening his weapon while watching Fang Hua train. He was wearing a mecha suit and was sitting high up, so he could see very far, even Fang Hua, who was far away in the military region, could see him clearly.
This guy was unusually dressed in military uniform, and among a group of big men, he looked exactly like a little girl—fair-skinned, delicate, and short.
His height is the key factor. Actually, Fang Hua isn't short, but the people around him are all very tall. For example, Fang Rong is over 1.8 meters tall.
He's only about 1.7 meters tall, but he hadn't measured himself in a long time. He measured himself a few days ago and was shocked to find that he had grown about two centimeters. You know, once a person's body matures, they stop growing. Fang Hua, this guy, has already developed in everything, yet he can still grow.
Unbelievable!
Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's understandable. After all, they are orcs, and you can't use common sense to calculate them.
"Let's go!"
The instructor, wearing a military cap, stood by and gave instructions.
Below, rows of neatly dressed people walked forward in unison. Fang Hua was on the far side; if he were inside, he wouldn't be able to see anything at all, as he would be completely blocked by the others.
Fang Hua has a slender figure, the kind that is petite and delicate. Every feature is perfect, like it was made of crystal, and it shines in the sunlight.
Fang Rong's hand paused, and she stopped without realizing it.
I really want to tease him!
Especially in such a serious situation, he couldn't resist.
How about we tease him a little?
Anyway, he didn't know either.
Fang Rong crouched down to minimize her presence, because she was quite far away. Although she had mecha enhancements, she could still barely control the area.
Let me pinch your cheeks first!
Fang Rong's mischievous mood kicked in and she couldn't stop herself. She walked forward and got closer and closer to him, until she was close enough to be able to touch him a couple of times.
The military region has a defensive perimeter, and he can't move his body. Otherwise, if he accidentally enters the military region's defensive perimeter, he will be shot. So he can only wait for Fang Hua to move on his own.
Training inevitably involves moving around, and running is a regular activity. The track is only so big, so you can touch it several times by running back and forth.
The instructors were very cooperative, pointing to the playground and getting them running. There would be daily combat training later, and Fang Rong knew the routines by heart.
He waited and waited, and finally his chance came. The team split into two lines and came running from afar in a grand procession.
Fang Hua was the first in the second row. Perhaps because he was short, the instructor took special care of him, which also made things easier for Fang Rong.
He's already tried it, and this spot is fine; moving the leaves and pebbles around isn't a problem.
Caught off guard, Fang Hua suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face. Looking around but seeing no one, he simply focused on running.
Not long after, he felt another pain in his buttocks, as if someone had slapped him, making a loud noise, which he could hear from behind.
What's going on?
Fang Hua glanced back, and the guy behind him shrugged innocently, "It wasn't me."
Snap!
Fang Hua felt another blow to the butt, but when he reached for it, he found nothing. The guy behind him resolutely refused to take the blame, saying, "It really wasn't me."
He raised his hands in surrender, saying, "He can be my witness."
The man next to him nodded. "It really isn't him."
Fang Hua was skeptical, but soon his butt hurt again. He immediately turned around, but still couldn't catch the person.
However, this time it wasn't Fang Rong who hit him; it was Fang Hua's brother behind him who was curious and impulsively struck him.
Fang Rong, being impulsive, slapped the man's buttocks.
He even wrote a note and put it in the man's back pocket, saying, "If you touch me again, I'm going to beat you up."
Those with superpowers have keen senses, and the person noticed it immediately. Upon unfolding it, they saw a turtle drawn on the back.
"Who are you?" The man, in a playful mood, borrowed a pen, wrote down this question, and put it in his back pocket, waiting for Fang Rong to come and get it.
Fang Rongcai wasn't in the mood to pay attention to him, but watching people run was too boring, so he had to find something to amuse himself to pass the time.
The paper fluttered and disappeared along the wall, soon returning to Fang Rong's hands. Fang Rong then wrote several large characters with a flourish of his brush: "You little rascal, if you look around again, you'll have to run fifty laps around the track!"
He spoke in the tone of an instructor, which startled the man, who then dared not slack off again and ran obediently.
Fang Rong wrote another one for Fang Hua, just like when she played with the Ouija board last time, pretending to be mysterious, "I am the paper fairy, the paper fairy, I know someone just touched you secretly."
Because he moved too roughly, Fang Hua sensed it when he inserted it, and said, "I don't believe you."
He pouted and spoke very softly, which Fang Rong didn't hear. However, he had a mecha, which could perfectly match his lip movements.
"Look ahead." Because writing this was too tiring and sending it back and forth wasted a lot of time, he simply directed the fallen leaves on the ground to spell out the words.
Right behind the instructor, the instructor's serious face contrasted with the words behind him in an indescribably comical way.
"Want me to bring you some rice dumplings tomorrow?" An arrow was drawn next to the question, pointing at the instructor. "No, don't give them to him."
"don't want."
Fang Hua, that foodie, actually rejected him?
Incredible.
Is this the integrity of a foodie? They won't accept food from strangers even when they're starving?
He didn't accept the offer, but others all expressed their willingness. However, Fang Rong was a person of principle, and she wouldn't let others cook for her, even though it was such a hard job.
He wrote a few more, but Fang Hua ignored them all. Feeling bored, he went out to take on other tasks.
Because the two were not together and Fang Hua's time was not flexible, he downloaded an automatic message delivery software. This software could receive all the information on Fang Hua's computer, and Fang Rong's information would also be displayed on Fang Hua's computer.
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