I really regret not spitting in Cen Yue’s food!
Having said that, Song Yiyi still followed Cen Yue into the military area.
On the way to the office, the two passed by the training ground, and Song Yiyi's just irritable mood was suddenly calmed down.
Maybe because the weather is getting hotter, the training ground is full of shirtless soldiers.
Song Yiyi's eyes lit up, and her steps slowed down a lot as she followed Cen Yue.
Those eight-pack abs.
That body of tendon meat.
That mermaid line.
The explosive power that can be seen with the naked eye.
These are all natural and harmless bodies, not the fake muscles fed with protein powder in later generations.
Song Yiyi couldn't help but take a few more glances.
After a quick scan, Song Yiyi finally paid attention to the face.
Strangely enough, she found Gu Chengze in the crowd at first sight.
Song Yiyi pursed her lips, a strange feeling rising in her heart. This feeling made her heart beat faster unconsciously.
The Gu Cheng we see on weekdays is a modest gentleman who is as gentle as jade.
But in fact, his figure is in stark contrast to his harmless face.
Song Yiyi stared straight at Gu Chengze, and before she could move her eyes down, a green wall appeared in front of her.
Cen Yue said in a cold voice: "Gather!"
That wasn't said to her.
Song Yiyi wanted to take another look, but she found that Cen Yue stood in front of her and she was completely covered.
Everyone on the field reacted quickly, and soon the sound of orderly footsteps was heard.
Then came Cen Yue's cold voice: "Disband where you are!"
"Yiyi."
Gu Chengze's voice.
Song Yiyi quickly poked her head out from behind Cen Yue, "Brother!"
Gu Chengze had put on a military green short-sleeved shirt without knowing when.
Song Yiyi sighed inwardly, her eyes dimming considerably. "Here, I brought you lunch."
She spoke weakly, "There's also a copy for Political Commissar Cen. I'm going back first."
As soon as she turned around, she was stopped: "Wait."
Song Yiyi turned around.
Cen Yue glanced at her calmly and said, "I have something to ask you."
The three of them went to the regiment office together.
This time, it was Cen Yue who poured her a cup of tea again.
Gu Chengze took out two lunch boxes from the cloth bag and asked curiously, "Yiyi, you haven't eaten either?"
Song Yiyi took a look and nodded in Cen Yue's direction with her chin, "That big box, my mother asked me to bring it to Political Commissar Cen."
Gu Chengze opened it and called Cen Yue, "Old Cen, come and eat with us. My mother remembers that you don't eat onions. I guess your portion is the celery and meat filling."
Cai Mengjun was able to specifically remind her sister, which must be because she remembered Cen Yue’s taboos.
After Gu Cheng finished speaking, he looked at Song Yiyi.
Song Yiyi found a stool in a familiar manner, supported her face with one hand, and nodded listlessly.
She had hinted to Cen Yue several times with her eyes - ask whatever you want to ask quickly, and she would go back after asking!
But Cen Yue couldn't receive it.
Song Yiyi didn't want to interrupt others while they were eating. After all, for her, eating was the most important thing.
Without the beautiful body to look at, Song Yiyi didn't want to stay here at all.
The two of them were eating, and Song Yiyi watched them eat boredly.
Gu Chengze still wanted to feed Song Yiyi.
She waved her hand and said, "No, I'm full at home."
Gu Chengze suddenly remembered and said self-deprecatingly: "Look at me, I'm really old."
Cen Yue raised his eyelids.
Gu Chengze smiled and said, "Yiyi doesn't like meat dumplings. When I was at home, I always made dumplings for her with pumpkin and egg filling."
Cen Yue raised the corner of his lips in an ambiguous arc, "Don't you like meat?"
Gu Cheng shook his head, "No, she just doesn't like meat in her dumplings."
Cen Yue had already put down his chopsticks and slowly picked up the purple clay thermos cup on the table. "My sister is quite unique."
Song Yiyi felt a little sleepy, but her intuition told her that Cen Yue's tone was a little sarcastic.
She gave Cen Yue a provocative look.
The latter seemed unaware and continued drinking tea.
But the purple clay thermos cup in his hand looked vaguely familiar.
Before Song Yiyi could think about it, Gu Chengze spoke up, his tone full of smiles: "That's right, after all, I only have this one sister."
Hear this.
Song Yiyi inexplicably thought of what Song Minghui said last night.
"Let's take a step back. Can your brother accept it?"
As soon as the thought came to her mind, she quickly shook her head to interrupt it.
She doesn't like Gu Chengze, so why should she think about these things?
Song Yiyi stood up and said, "Brother, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."
Gu Chengze looked at Cen Yue and asked, "Old Cen, what do you want to ask Yiyi?"
Cen Yue said lightly, "Just now, at the gate of the military area, my sister ran into Cen Bowen."
It turns out Cen Yue knew.
Song Yiyi's eyes flashed. No wonder no one came out even though she shouted so loudly.
It turned out that Cen Yue was there to protect Cen Bowen.
Song Yiyi asked, "Commissar Cen, did you see him harassing me?"
Cen Yue glanced at her.
That look made Song Yiyi feel like she was falling into an icy cave.
Gu Cheng put down his chopsticks heavily and said, "I'll go find him."
Being in the same military region, Gu Chengze originally didn't want to do things so drastically.
But Cen Bowen did it again and again.
He went straight home and stopped Yiyi again.
Gu Cheng walked out with a cold look on his face.
Cen Yue was still sitting on the stool, and said calmly: "Old Gu..."
This time, Gu Cheng went out directly.
Song Yiyi hurriedly followed, "Brother, brother, wait for me."
She gave Cen Yue a provocative look.
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