Luo Jiaojiao had no choice but to obey. She picked up the white rag Leng Mohan handed her and began to wipe the table carefully.
She couldn't help but admire Leng Mohan's neatness. The white rag was so clean that there was hardly a speck of dust.
She had heard that the military had very strict housekeeping management, but it was really eye-opening for her to see someone like Leng Mohan take it to the extreme.
"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and wipe the table." Leng Mohan saw Luo Jiaojiao staring blankly with the rag and couldn't help but remind her.
Luo Jiaojiao came back to her senses and said softly, "Oh, I'll wipe it right away." As she wiped the table, she couldn't help but look at this clean and tidy space again. Everything here was in order, making her feel inexplicably comfortable and at ease.
Leng Mohan finished washing the dishes and looked up to see Luo Jiaojiao still holding the rag in a trance. He couldn't help but twitch his lips and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Luo Jiaojiao, it's just a rag. You are so engrossed in it, can you see a flower?"
Luo Jiaojiao came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly, "No, I just think this rag looks so new. Don't you usually use it to wipe things?"
Leng Mohan took the rag and explained casually: "This is used to wipe the table. It looks new because I wash it thoroughly every time after use. Give it to me, and I'll take you out in a moment."
Luo Jiaojiao looked at him in a daze, as if she didn't expect him to be so attentive. Leng Mohan looked at her expression, smiled helplessly, then turned and walked to the kitchen to wash the rag.
"Oh." Luo Jiaojiao quickly handed the rag to Leng Mohan and followed closely.
The table was not actually dirty, there were just some water stains, but Leng Mohan still cleaned the table meticulously with the rag. His rigorous attitude surprised Luo Jiaojiao.
Luo Jiaojiao looked at Leng Mohan with admiration in her heart. His seriousness even surpassed that of a professional cleaner, and she was completely relieved about the cleanliness of the house. With Leng Mohan here, the house would definitely be spotlessly clean.
"Okay, let's go look at the house now." Leng Mohan hung up the rag and took Luo Jiaojiao out.
When they went out, the soldiers happened to be coming back from the canteen after lunch, and they ran into a group of soldiers who had just returned.
Everyone knew that Leng Mohan came back with a wife, and what Leng Mohan said on the radio showed how much he protected others.
People said she was as beautiful as a fairy, and some said she was as charming as a goblin. There were also some unpleasant voices saying she was just a slightly dressed up village girl.
But as the saying goes, "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing." Now seeing Luo Jiaojiao following Leng Mohan out, although they only took a glance, they had to admit that she was indeed outstanding in appearance. No wonder Leng Mohan chose to spend his life with her and looked down on the female soldiers in the army art troupe.
Just as Leng Mohan and Luo Jiaojiao were going downstairs together, a soldier who was going upstairs suddenly caught a glimpse of them.
The moment his eyes met Luo Jiaojiao, they widened as if he had seen something incredible. For a moment, he even forgot where to step and stepped on empty air. If his comrades behind him had not supported him in time, he would have probably rolled down the stairs.
Leng Mohan frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart, maybe he chose the wrong time to take Luo Jiaojiao out. Everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Jiaojiao like a searchlight, which made him feel unhappy.
He looked around at the people around him, his eyes revealing a hint of coldness. Then, he decisively pulled Luo Jiaojiao behind him, like a guardian angel, shielding her from those curious and passionate gazes.
Luo Jiaojiao felt the gazes of everyone around her, and she felt nervous and scared.
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