Luo Jiaojiao sat on a stool, happily placing her finished drawings on the table, waiting for Leng Mohan to come back and take a look. She couldn't wait to share her creativity and ideas with him, looking forward to his praise and approval.
However, time passed by and Leng Mohan still didn't come back. Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but start to worry. She remembered that she hadn't put away her clothes yet, so she got up and walked over.
It was already getting dark, and Luo Jiaojiao carefully picked up the hanger, but because she didn't see it carefully, she accidentally dropped it.
She looked carefully and found that it was Leng Mohan's military uniform that fell down. She was stunned.
She knew that Leng Mohan always cherished his military uniform, and he would wear it tomorrow, but now the uniform was dirty. Would Leng Mohan still have a uniform to wear tomorrow?
Luo Jiaojiao didn't dare to think about it anymore. She quickly took the key and ran downstairs to pick up her clothes.
Her heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of her throat. She groped in the dark, looking for the uniform. Finally, she found the uniform, lying quietly on the ground, covered with dust and dirt.
Luo Jiaojiao gently picked up the military uniform and felt a pain in her heart.
She knew that this military uniform meant a lot to Leng Mohan, but now it was dirty because of her negligence, and it was washed by him. She felt very guilty and self-blamed, and didn't know how to face Leng Mohan.
My adoptive father, Luo Jiahui, was also a soldier, but he was a civilian. In addition, the housing allocated to him at that time was in a military yard near the military region, which was some distance away from the military region.
Luo Jiaojiao was also worried about being gossiped about. After all, the military district was full of men, and her adoptive mother Lin Li didn't like her to have too much communication with other men, so she had never been to Luo Jiahui's workplace.
In addition to being unexpectedly lively, the military district is also full of the vitality and toughness of the soldiers.
Luo Jiaojiao held Leng Mohan's military uniform and saw two young soldiers fighting in the middle of an open field, surrounded by a group of cheering people. Among the cheering people, they were all soldiers, wearing military uniforms, standing tall, and exuding the majestic temperament of a soldier.
Luo Jiaojiao watched from a distance for a while, but saw no one trying to stop the fight. She thought the fight was too intense. She watched the excitement in a daze for a while, then picked up the clothes and went back.
"Is the little girl new here?" Luo Jiaojiao was just about to go back and was tidying up her clothes when a deliberately low but frivolous voice came from the side.
She looked up in surprise and saw a young soldier in military uniform, followed by two people.
He has short hair, a handsome face, a deep gleam in his eyes, and a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, showing a kind of naughty handsomeness.
Luo Jiaojiao felt a little nervous and uneasy when she saw the inexplicable dislike.
"Yes, I'm new here." Luo Jiaojiao tried her best to keep her voice calm. She didn't want the other person to see her panic.
"Oh, you're new here. Then you'd better be careful." The young soldier deliberately frightened Luo Jiaojiao, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
"The soldiers here are all very tough. Don't let a little girl like you get bullied by them."
"I'm not afraid!" Luo Jiaojiao straightened her chest and showed her courage. Although she was a little scared, she didn't want to be looked down upon by the soldier.
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