Everyone was caught and the sky was bright.
Bai Yan followed him into the jeep, and Lu Jili opened the back door as usual.
But Meng Hechuan pushed him towards the passenger door.
"You were so carsick and wanted to vomit on the way here, so you should sit in the front on the way back."
Lu Jili would not feel dizzy even if he rolled a hundred times in the sky, but he felt dizzy due to Xiao Zhou's reckless driving skills.
When he thought of the overwhelming feeling just now, he didn't care that Meng Hechuan really didn't give him face, and went straight to the passenger seat.
Meng Hechuan then sat in the back seat, side by side with Bai Yan.
The back seat of the jeep was quite spacious, but when he, who was about 1.8 meters tall, squeezed in, the space suddenly became much smaller.
The hem of the army green pants stuck to Bai Yan's dirty pants, and her pants were stained with her own blood.
...
...
One red and one blue.
Red goes with green.
Bai Yan pursed her lips and glanced over secretly.
The buttons of Meng Hechuan's clothes, which were usually buttoned tightly, were all undone in a messy manner, and the cuffs were folded and pulled to the elbows, revealing the blue veins, which were full of tension.
Just now, he used these hands to gently hug her and comfort her.
Bai Yan felt inexplicably hot in her mouth.
"Would you like some water?"
Bai Yan came back to her senses, and handed over the army green kettle with her bony hands. Seeing Bai Yan was stunned, she wiped it again and said, "It's clean."
Bai Yan nodded, took it and took a sip.
The warm water moistened Bai Yan's throat, making her feel better. "Thank you."
Lu Jili just turned his head and said, "Hey, Achuan, this kettle..."
Meng Hechuan glanced at him and Lu Jili immediately fell silent, only daring to look secretly in the rearview mirror.
Abnormal!
It's so abnormal!
This is the second time this has happened tonight!
From the moment Meng Hechuan allowed Bai Yan to wipe her tears and snot on him, Lu Jili smelled something was wrong.
Aren’t Mr. Meng’s personal belongings usually the most precious?
The men in the military camp are all rough guys, and it is common for them to borrow each other's water bottles and towels.
But Master Meng was aloof. When they went out for training, Lu Jili finished his own water and wanted to borrow some from him, but he firmly refused.
How could Mr. Meng, who is so picky and obsessed with mysophobia, give the kettle to Bai Yan so easily?
Suddenly, Meng Hechuan kicked the front seat, and Lu Jili started to jump, and his head almost hit the roof of the car.
"What's wrong?" Bai Yan was also startled and blinked.
Meng Hechuan looked normal, "It's okay, there are mosquitoes."
Lu Jili: “…”
Meng Hechuan rolled up the car window, leaving only a gap for ventilation.
The temperature in the car rose. Bai Yan thought about what Xiao Zhou had just said, that it would probably take another two hours to return to the team, so she simply closed her eyes.
The car continued to drive towards the city.
After a whole night of tossing and turning, everyone was tired, not just Bai Yan and Lu Jili.
Even Meng Hechuan was sleeping with his head against the wall of the car.
His sleep quality has always been good and he doesn't have any random thoughts.
But today, while taking a nap that didn't even count as lying down, he just leaned against the wall of the car and had a dream.
In the dream——
The girl's ink-black long hair cascaded down and hung on her snow-white clothes.
One black and one white, very impactful.
The little face is pointed and the eyes seem to be filled with water and dew.
Watery.
The bright red lips opened and closed, and the dimples at the corners of the mouth appeared.
'Why did you come just now?'
Meng Hechuan looked carefully and saw what the girl seemed to be saying.
Her tone was filled with grievance and coquettishness, and she even raised her little hand and gently hit him.
This was like a bolt of lightning, which struck Meng Hechuan so hard that he lost his mind.
He pinched the girl's hand to prevent her from pulling away, and with a sudden force, the girl's soft body fell into his arms.
The camera turned and there was a kettle on the girl's lips.
Crystal clear water droplets fell on her red lips as she drank water.
Hazy and trance, tender and affectionate.
The girl closed her eyes, slowly moved closer, her breath smelling like orchid.
The lips are getting closer and closer.
When a surge of anger rushed up from his lower abdomen, Meng Hechuan was awakened by the sharp sound of an emergency brake.
He cursed in a low voice and looked up.
It turned out that a dog suddenly jumped out at the entrance of the village, and Xiao Zhou braked suddenly to avoid it.
He subconsciously raised his hand and stopped Bai Yan in front of her to prevent her from getting injured due to braking.
Everyone was frightened awake. Bai Yan was well protected by Meng Hechuan, so she was not in a mess just now.
Instead, Lu Jili was caught off guard and bounced up.
He rubbed his head, which was still hit, and cursed.
Meng Hechuan's hand was still across Bai Yan's face. He ignored Lu Jili and only asked her, "Are you okay?"
With him protecting her, she would certainly be fine.
She squeezed the kettle tightly and whispered again, "Thank you."
Then he closed his eyes again.
Thinking of the inexplicable dream just now, Meng Hechuan didn't dare to look at her again.
…
After returning to the team, Meng Hechuan signaled Xiao Zhou and others to take Gao Hou and others to the security department for interrogation.
He closed the door quietly and leaned against the front of the car.
Lu Jili went to the sink to wash his face, and the cold water made him shiver all over.
People are also much more sober.
He walked over to Meng Hechuan, took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, and put one in his mouth.
Meng Hechuan looked up and said, "Give me one."
"Rare!" Lu Jili said in surprise, "It's rare to hear you ask for cigarettes."
Meng Hechuan is not addicted to smoking and rarely smokes on weekdays.
But it doesn't mean he won't smoke.
When he was a teenager, he followed other kids of his age in the compound and stole their parents' cigarettes.
Get together and light it secretly, pretending to be adults.
When he grew up, he knew clearly what he wanted to do.
So I have always been strict with myself and very self-disciplined.
I have the self-control to avoid addictive substances like cigarettes and alcohol.
"Hasn't everyone been found? What's troubling you? Are you still upset enough to smoke?"
Despite what he said, Lu Jili still took out a cigarette and then put his hand over to light it for him.
Meng Hechuan took a light breath, and the smoke only rolled around in his mouth, but he exhaled it out of his lungs.
"No worries, just relieves fatigue."
Lu Jili didn't believe it.
He raised his eyebrows and winked, looking into the car.
Bai Yan was sleeping soundly in the car, leaning against the car window.
I don’t know if it was because I felt warmer because of the clothes on, or because I knew I was safe, or because I hadn’t slept the entire night.
At this moment, Bai Yan seemed to have lost consciousness. She could hear nothing and feel nothing.
All I want to do is sleep with my eyes closed.
Meng Hechuan had been trained to fly airplanes before becoming the chief engineer, and his naked eyesight was no different from that of Lu Jili and the other regular soldiers.
Even through the not-so-clean windshield, he could clearly see the girl's chest rising and falling with her breathing.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the feeling when she threw herself into his arms just now.
Soft and boneless.
It seemed completely different from the stiff feeling he felt when he tensed his muscles.
Meng Hechuan's progress in relationships between men and women has always been blank.
Without experience, there are no answers.
Master Meng is omnipotent and omniscient.
The top scorer in the college entrance examination, who ranked first in the city and third in the country, encountered a question he didn't understand for the first time.
Is it that Bai Yan is particularly soft, or are the others the same?
"Are all girls like this?" For some unknown reason, Meng Hechuan asked like an old friend, holding a cigarette between his fingers.
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