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He Yaoshi's team depends on group action, so everyone must obey the command. Although Feng Xuelan always works alone, at least she understands what he Yaoshi means.
What she doesn't understand is what he Yaoshi said earlier
What's going on?
How can she be credited?
"That... Merit recording means..."
He Yaoshi explained to her with a smile, "the confidentiality level of this mission is relatively high, so you can't hold a commendation meeting or give you a little red flower. There is a record in your file. Maybe your head can ask you to praise you."
Feng Xuelan understands.
It must be he Yaoshi who only reported the meritorious part of fengxuelan in this matter, but didn't say the part she did wrong. That's why she got this "credit".
And it is true.
He Yaoshi didn't even tell Zong Mingzhe in advance that he went to head Yang himself. He only told head Yang that fengxuelan went to save people alone and protected the safety of important materials with excellent tracking technology and courage. He didn't say anything else.
Head Yang was surprised and happy at that time. He had such top soldiers in his regiment and could even make such a great contribution to he Yaoshi's mission. Of course, he had a light on his face as head. Therefore, head Yang consulted political commissar Cao and decided to record merit for Feng Xuelan.
"Don't tell them that you are locked up." he Yaoshi hasn't forgotten to charge Feng Xuelan.
Feng Xuelan nodded and whispered, "thank you..."
He Yaoshi's smile is very gentle. Compared with Zong Mingzhe, he doesn't look like a soldier who can kill on the battlefield.
But Feng Xuelan knows very well that the man with a gentle smile is a god of death worse than the top killer.
"Well, I'll go first if I have something else to do." he turned to Zong Mingzhe and said, "Mingzhe, don't forget to buy those things."
Zong Mingzhe was standing at the table with a few pieces of paper in his hand. When he heard he Yaoshi's voice, he seemed to suddenly return to his mind, nodded and promised, "you won't forget. Don't worry."
He Yao was released. Feng Xuelan looked at his back and felt seven up and eight down in his heart.
Until today, as long as she was close to he Yaoshi, she had an impulse to rush up and kill the man immediately.
But today, she suddenly found that without that "hatred", he Yaoshi seemed to be very good to her
Just thinking about these trances, Zong Mingzhe suddenly hugged her tightly from behind.
Feng Xuelan came back and found the pieces of paper Zong Mingzhe held in his hand.
"You wrote all these?" Zong Mingzhe whispered in her ear.
His voice is magnetic. It seems that it can directly slide down to the bottom of her heart. It sounds great.
Feng Xuelan nodded, but said hard, "you don't know how boring it is to be locked up here. I just wrote it because it's too boring!"
Zong Mingzhe's gentle laughter came from his ear.
He took those pieces of paper to Feng Xuelan and asked her, "tell me, what did you write?"
Several pieces of paper, front and back, are densely filled with words. When you look carefully, you can find that all these words are just repeating a name.
"Zong Mingzhe."
Feng Xuelan read out the name, blushed on his cheeks, broke away from his arms, turned to stare at him and said, "what's the matter? You can't write your name!"
Zong Mingzhe smiled, folded these pieces of paper carefully and put them in his pocket. He whispered, "I want to collect this love letter and read it slowly in the future."
"That's not a love letter!" Feng Xuelan can't write any love letters at all!
But for Zong Mingzhe, this is the evidence that Feng Xuelan misses him. It is the best love letter.
"Team he asked me to show you Hengheng. We can have dinner at his house by the way. But we have to buy something for him." Zong Mingzhe asked Feng Xuelan, "are you going?"
If you put aside the hatred with he Yaoshi, Feng Xuelan likes to go to he's house for dinner with Zong Mingzhe.
"I think I should meet our company commander first," said Feng Xuelan.
Zong Mingzhe shook his head, "your company commander has been locked up by his girlfriend. The guy has a cold and is now in convalescence. Sister Qu stopped me and team he just now and couldn't see him. Go again in two days."
I didn't expect such a thing
Feng Xuelan thought and decided to put down the pimple in her heart first.
She went back to take a bath, changed into light clothes, and then left the army with Zong Mingzhe.
Two people went to buy a lot of things, many of which were written on notes by he Yaoshi. What onions, ginger, garlic and the like, all kinds of ingredients, and some ordinary daily necessities. Feng Xuelan didn't expect that he Yaoshi and Zong Mingzhe helped each other buy these things.
When she checked out, Feng Xuelan couldn't help laughing. Zong Mingzhe asked her why she smiled. Feng Xuelan whispered, "look at you, a little like he Yaoshi's wife."
Zong Mingzhe's eyes also showed a smile. He couldn't help pulling the wind and snow, and printed a kiss on her forehead.
He thought to himself that he didn't know when he could put the title of "wife" on the woman and let her happily call him "husband".
Zong Mingzhe's eyes were "strange". Feng Xuelan couldn't help frowning and asked, "what are you thinking? It won't be..." her eyes glanced down.
"Little coyote." Zong Mingzhe rubbed her hair, then smiled and watched her angrily tidy her hair and complain in a low voice.
When the two men came to he's house with big and small bags, Hengheng rushed over with his arms like a small plane, rushed into the arms of the wind and snow, and made a clear voice, "sister! You're finally here! Hengheng misses his sister!"
Feng Xuelan picked Hengheng up, patted his little head, smiled and said, "I also miss Hengheng."
Hengheng happily told Feng Xuelan how he raised the small fish she caught for him and other miscellaneous things. A small mouth couldn't stop at all.
Father he and mother he can only intermittently insert a few words to ask how fengxuelan is doing recently.
Feng Xuelan told them that they were all very good, and the two old people looked relieved.
Zong Mingzhe goes to cook with his mother as usual. Feng Xuelan plays games with his father and Heng Heng in the living room. Before long, he Yaoshi came back from the outside with a big cake in his hand.
Heng Heng ran around the house and looked very excited. Feng Xuelan guessed that today was probably the child's birthday, but Zong Mingzhe didn't tell her before, otherwise she could buy a gift for the child.
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He Yaoshi's team depends on group action, so everyone must obey the command. Although Feng Xuelan always works alone, at least she understands what he Yaoshi means.
What she doesn't understand is what he Yaoshi said earlier
What's going on?
How can she be credited?
"That... Merit recording means..."
He Yaoshi explained to her with a smile, "the confidentiality level of this mission is relatively high, so you can't hold a commendation meeting or give you a little red flower. There is a record in your file. Maybe your head can ask you to praise you."
Feng Xuelan understands.
It must be he Yaoshi who only reported the meritorious part of fengxuelan in this matter, but didn't say the part she did wrong. That's why she got this "credit".
And it is true.
He Yaoshi didn't even tell Zong Mingzhe in advance that he went to head Yang himself. He only told head Yang that fengxuelan went to save people alone and protected the safety of important materials with excellent tracking technology and courage. He didn't say anything else.
Head Yang was surprised and happy at that time. He had such top soldiers in his regiment and could even make such a great contribution to he Yaoshi's mission. Of course, he had a light on his face as head. Therefore, head Yang consulted political commissar Cao and decided to record merit for Feng Xuelan.
"Don't tell them that you are locked up." he Yaoshi hasn't forgotten to charge Feng Xuelan.
Feng Xuelan nodded and whispered, "thank you..."
He Yaoshi's smile is very gentle. Compared with Zong Mingzhe, he doesn't look like a soldier who can kill on the battlefield.
But Feng Xuelan knows very well that the man with a gentle smile is a god of death worse than the top killer.
"Well, I'll go first if I have something else to do." he turned to Zong Mingzhe and said, "Mingzhe, don't forget to buy those things."
Zong Mingzhe was standing at the table with a few pieces of paper in his hand. When he heard he Yaoshi's voice, he seemed to suddenly return to his mind, nodded and promised, "you won't forget. Don't worry."
He Yao was released. Feng Xuelan looked at his back and felt seven up and eight down in his heart.
Until today, as long as she was close to he Yaoshi, she had an impulse to rush up and kill the man immediately.
But today, she suddenly found that without that "hatred", he Yaoshi seemed to be very good to her
Just thinking about these trances, Zong Mingzhe suddenly hugged her tightly from behind.
Feng Xuelan came back and found the pieces of paper Zong Mingzhe held in his hand.
"You wrote all these?" Zong Mingzhe whispered in her ear.
His voice is magnetic. It seems that it can directly slide down to the bottom of her heart. It sounds great.
Feng Xuelan nodded, but said hard, "you don't know how boring it is to be locked up here. I just wrote it because it's too boring!"
Zong Mingzhe's gentle laughter came from his ear.
He took those pieces of paper to Feng Xuelan and asked her, "tell me, what did you write?"
Several pieces of paper, front and back, are densely filled with words. When you look carefully, you can find that all these words are just repeating a name.
"Zong Mingzhe."
Feng Xuelan read out the name, blushed on his cheeks, broke away from his arms, turned to stare at him and said, "what's the matter? You can't write your name!"
Zong Mingzhe smiled, folded these pieces of paper carefully and put them in his pocket. He whispered, "I want to collect this love letter and read it slowly in the future."
"That's not a love letter!" Feng Xuelan can't write any love letters at all!
But for Zong Mingzhe, this is the evidence that Feng Xuelan misses him. It is the best love letter.
"Team he asked me to show you Hengheng. We can have dinner at his house by the way. But we have to buy something for him." Zong Mingzhe asked Feng Xuelan, "are you going?"
If you put aside the hatred with he Yaoshi, Feng Xuelan likes to go to he's house for dinner with Zong Mingzhe.
"I think I should meet our company commander first," said Feng Xuelan.
Zong Mingzhe shook his head, "your company commander has been locked up by his girlfriend. The guy has a cold and is now in convalescence. Sister Qu stopped me and team he just now and couldn't see him. Go again in two days."
I didn't expect such a thing
Feng Xuelan thought and decided to put down the pimple in her heart first.
She went back to take a bath, changed into light clothes, and then left the army with Zong Mingzhe.
Two people went to buy a lot of things, many of which were written on notes by he Yaoshi. What onions, ginger, garlic and the like, all kinds of ingredients, and some ordinary daily necessities. Feng Xuelan didn't expect that he Yaoshi and Zong Mingzhe helped each other buy these things.
When she checked out, Feng Xuelan couldn't help laughing. Zong Mingzhe asked her why she smiled. Feng Xuelan whispered, "look at you, a little like he Yaoshi's wife."
Zong Mingzhe's eyes also showed a smile. He couldn't help pulling the wind and snow, and printed a kiss on her forehead.
He thought to himself that he didn't know when he could put the title of "wife" on the woman and let her happily call him "husband".
Zong Mingzhe's eyes were "strange". Feng Xuelan couldn't help frowning and asked, "what are you thinking? It won't be..." her eyes glanced down.
"Little coyote." Zong Mingzhe rubbed her hair, then smiled and watched her angrily tidy her hair and complain in a low voice.
When the two men came to he's house with big and small bags, Hengheng rushed over with his arms like a small plane, rushed into the arms of the wind and snow, and made a clear voice, "sister! You're finally here! Hengheng misses his sister!"
Feng Xuelan picked Hengheng up, patted his little head, smiled and said, "I also miss Hengheng."
Hengheng happily told Feng Xuelan how he raised the small fish she caught for him and other miscellaneous things. A small mouth couldn't stop at all.
Father he and mother he can only intermittently insert a few words to ask how fengxuelan is doing recently.
Feng Xuelan told them that they were all very good, and the two old people looked relieved.
Zong Mingzhe goes to cook with his mother as usual. Feng Xuelan plays games with his father and Heng Heng in the living room. Before long, he Yaoshi came back from the outside with a big cake in his hand.
Heng Heng ran around the house and looked very excited. Feng Xuelan guessed that today was probably the child's birthday, but Zong Mingzhe didn't tell her before, otherwise she could buy a gift for the child.
He Yaoshi's team depends on group action, so everyone must obey the command. Although Feng Xuelan always works alone, at least she understands what he Yaoshi means.What she doesn't understand is what he Yaoshi said earlierWhat's going on?How can she be credited?"That... Merit recording means..."He Yaoshi explained to her with a smile, "the confidentiality level of this mission is relatively high, so you can't hold a commendation meeting or give you a little red flower. There is a record in your file. Maybe your head can ask you to praise you."Feng Xuelan understands.It must be he Yaoshi who only reported the meritorious part of fengxuelan in this matter, but didn't say the part she did wrong. That's why she got this "credit".And it is true.He Yaoshi didn't even tell Zong Mingzhe in advance that he went to head Yang himself. He only told head Yang that fengxuelan went to save people alone and protected the safety of important materials with excellent tracking technology and courage. He didn't say anything else.Head Yang was surprised and happy at that time. He had such top soldiers in his regiment and could even make such a great contribution to he Yaoshi's mission. Of course, he had a light on his face as head. Therefore, head Yang consulted political commissar Cao and decided to record merit for Feng Xuelan."Don't tell them that you are locked up." he Yaoshi hasn't forgotten to charge Feng Xuelan.Feng Xuelan nodded and whispered, "thank you..."He Yaoshi's smile is very gentle. Compared with Zong Mingzhe, he doesn't look like a soldier who can kill on the battlefield.But Feng Xuelan knows very well that the man with a gentle smile is a god of death worse than the top killer."Well, I'll go first if I have something else to do." he turned to Zong Mingzhe and said, "Mingzhe, don't forget to buy those things."Zong Mingzhe was standing at the table with a few pieces of paper in his hand. When he heard he Yaoshi's voice, he seemed to suddenly return to his mind, nodded and promised, "you won't forget. Don't worry."He Yao was released. Feng Xuelan looked at his back and felt seven up and eight down in his heart.Until today, as long as she was close to he Yaoshi, she had an impulse to rush up and kill the man immediately.But today, she suddenly found that without that "hatred", he Yaoshi seemed to be very good to herJust thinking about these trances, Zong Mingzhe suddenly hugged her tightly from behind.Feng Xuelan came back and found the pieces of paper Zong Mingzhe held in his hand."You wrote all these?" Zong Mingzhe whispered in her ear.His voice is magnetic. It seems that it can directly slide down to the bottom of her heart. It sounds great.Feng Xuelan nodded, but said hard, "you don't know how boring it is to be locked up here. I just wrote it because it's too boring!"Zong Mingzhe's gentle laughter came from his ear.He took those pieces of paper to Feng Xuelan and asked her, "tell me, what did you write?"Several pieces of paper, front and back, are densely filled with words. When you look carefully, you can find that all these words are just repeating a name."Zong Mingzhe."Feng Xuelan read out the name, blushed on his cheeks, broke away from his arms, turned to stare at him and said, "what's the matter? You can't write your name!"Zong Mingzhe smiled, folded these pieces of paper carefully and put them in his pocket. He whispered, "I want to collect this love letter and read it slowly in the future.""That's not a love letter!" Feng Xuelan can't write any love letters at all!But for Zong Mingzhe, this is the evidence that Feng Xuelan misses him. It is the best love letter."Team he asked me to show you Hengheng. We can have dinner at his house by the way. But we have to buy something for him." Zong Mingzhe asked Feng Xuelan, "are you going?"If you put aside the hatred with he Yaoshi, Feng Xuelan likes to go to he's house for dinner with Zong Mingzhe."I think I should meet our company commander first," said Feng Xuelan.Zong Mingzhe shook his head, "your company commander has been locked up by his girlfriend. The guy has a cold and is now in convalescence. Sister Qu stopped me and team he just now and couldn't see him. Go again in two days."I didn't expect such a thingFeng Xuelan thought and decided to put down the pimple in her heart first.She went back to take a bath, changed into light clothes, and then left the army with Zong Mingzhe.Two people went to buy a lot of things, many of which were written on notes by he Yaoshi. What onions, ginger, garlic and the like, all kinds of ingredients, and some ordinary daily necessities. Feng Xuelan didn't expect that he Yaoshi and Zong Mingzhe helped each other buy these things.When she checked out, Feng Xuelan couldn't help laughing. Zong Mingzhe asked her why she smiled. Feng Xuelan whispered, "look at you, a little like he Yaoshi's wife."Zong Mingzhe's eyes also showed a smile. He couldn't help pulling the wind and snow, and printed a kiss on her forehead.He thought to himself that he didn't know when he could put the title of "wife" on the woman and let her happily call him "husband".Zong Mingzhe's eyes were "strange". Feng Xuelan couldn't help frowning and asked, "what are you thinking? It won't be..." her eyes glanced down."Little coyote." Zong Mingzhe rubbed her hair, then smiled and watched her angrily tidy her hair and complain in a low voice.When the two men came to he's house with big and small bags, Hengheng rushed over with his arms like a small plane, rushed into the arms of the wind and snow, and made a clear voice, "sister! You're finally here! Hengheng misses his sister!"Feng Xuelan picked Hengheng up, patted his little head, smiled and said, "I also miss Hengheng."Hengheng happily told Feng Xuelan how he raised the small fish she caught for him and other miscellaneous things. A small mouth couldn't stop at all.Father he and mother he can only intermittently insert a few words to ask how fengxuelan is doing recently.Feng Xuelan told them that they were all very good, and the two old people looked relieved.Zong Mingzhe goes to cook with his mother as usual. Feng Xuelan plays games with his father and Heng Heng in the living room. Before long, he Yaoshi came back from the outside with a big cake in his hand.Heng Heng ran around the house and looked very excited. Feng Xuelan guessed that today was probably the child's birthday, but Zong Mingzhe didn't tell her before, otherwise she could buy a gift for the child.
