Coincidentally, you have also become O

Si Yun competed with him in a stalemate for a while, and finally hummed in a low voice.

"Where is the injury?" Xie Tianhe reached out and took the gun away from his temple, "Let me see."

Si Yun said angrily, "Look at that."

Xie Tianhe was about to untie his pants, "Ass?"

Si Yun laughed angrily at him, pushed him away and sat on the side of the bed, "shoulder."

Xie Tianhe stopped joking with him, walked up to him and unbuttoned his clothes, and said seriously, "Have you taken the medicine yet?"

Si Yun said in a muffled voice, "I didn't have time."

The inside of the tent was pitch black, Xie Tianhe took out a small flashlight, turned it on and put it aside, with the light, he saw clearly the wound on the back of his right shoulder, a deep gash of blood, his skin and flesh turned outward, Si Yun was originally white , which is even more dazzling.

"Get down." Xie Tianhe took out the medicine bag.

Si Yun relaxed his shoulders, lay down on the bed, and let Xie Tianhe treat his wound with great confidence.

"When did you get hurt?" Xie Tianhe frowned, "Why don't you ask someone to help you deal with it?"

"This afternoon." Si Yun snorted: "Song Yu and Shi Yangui are the leaders of the medical soldiers on the red side. I am worried, so I plan to deal with it myself... But it is not enough, I plan to find someone to deal with it tomorrow-- Hiss, take it easy!"

"Who did it?" Xie Tianhe bandaged him carefully, "The incision is too neat, it doesn't look like an accidental injury."

"A deputy commander." Si Yun said lightly: "Tomorrow will be eliminated."

Xie Tianhe put his clothes on him, pulled him up by his left hand, and was blocked by the muzzle of the gun again, "Say, what are you trying to do in here? The enemy team."

Xie Tianhe protested against Si Yun's behavior of throwing away after using it, but he still cooperated and said: "Assassinate the commander of the red team."

Red team commander himself: "..."

"You are captured now." Si Yun said coldly.

Xie Tianhe said, "Can I surrender first?"

Si Yun continued to be cold, "It's late."

"Then can I apply for a farewell kiss to the enemy commander before being executed?" Xie Tianhe asked.

"Tsk." Si Yun sneered, "Dream."

Xie Tianhe sighed, and shook the magazine in his hand, "Huh?"

Si Yun made a gesture to fight him, Xie Tianhe grabbed his wrist, "Okay, be careful of your injuries."

The two stared at each other for a long time under the dim light, and suddenly fell silent.

Just... a little uncomfortable for no reason.

There's nothing to be uncomfortable about.Thinking this way, Si Yun threw away the gun with no magazines in his hand, coughed lightly and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Xie Tianhe put down the magazine, and took out a small box from his bag.

The corner of Si Yun's mouth twitched, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"There are always people around." Xie Tianhe solemnly opened the small box, revealing the fresh strawberry cake inside.

"Fortunately, I bought the fresh one for you." Si Yun smiled, "I'll make you a cup of coffee."

"Add milk, thank you." Xie Tianhe didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

After a while, Si Yun brought him a cup of milky hot coffee and stuffed it into his hand. Xie Tianhe sat cross-legged on his bed, and the strawberry cake in his hand was almost gone.

"So delicious?" Si Yun saw cream on the corner of his mouth, and wiped it off for him.

"Want to try it?" Xie Tianhe asked with narrowed eyes.

Si Yun looked at the small piece of cake left in his hand with some disgust, "Don't—"

However, before he finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around his neck and gave a strawberry-flavored kiss, which was tainted with a faint milky aroma in the ethereal heat of the coffee.

A little too sweet.

Waiting for the kiss was enough, Xie Tian and the old god let go of people on the ground, took a sip of coffee, and said indifferently: "Is it delicious?"

Si Yun was forced to eat a strawberry, which was a bit sour compared to the sweetness of the cream, and frowned, "Not yet—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the playful smile on Xie Tianhe's face, and said unhappily, "Get out after drinking."

Xie Tianhe pursed his lips, "I'm not full."

Si Yun: "..."

"Is your blue team so poor? You don't even feed your players?" Si Yun asked suspiciously.

"The blue commander is Fred."

"Who is Fred?" Si Yun asked.

"The red-haired guy who blocked us from reviewing last time." Xie Tianhe said, "He didn't like me, made things difficult for me, and even withheld my meals. I could only eat one meal a day, and even sent me To carry out such a dangerous and difficult task of assassinating the enemy commander..."

Si Yun's face turned black, and he said unexpectedly: "I think he is impatient to live."

Xie Tianhe almost laughed with a sullen face, and said expressionlessly: "It's okay, just bear with it and pass."

Si Yun looked at him suspiciously, "You will let him bully like this?"

Xie Tianhe changed the subject innocently: "I'm hungry."

Si Yun: "..."

As a commander, he will never be short of food. Not only did he provide him with a free supper, but in the end, like a dedicated old father, he prepared a big backpack for him and sent him away from the camp.

Looking from a distance, Xie Tianhe looked like a giant hamster, waving at him with his bag on his back.

Si Yun: "..."

It always feels like something is not right.

In the command room, Xiu'an, who is on duty late at night, has nothing to do, and watches the whole process at the same time: "..."

Brother, I beg you to wake up! !

You are a commander! !red!square!of! !

Why do you want to eat and drink with an assassin who was sneaked in by the enemy, and even almost fucked! !

Xiu'an clutched his fragile heart, thanking himself that he was the only one on duty tonight, while tremblingly deleted this video archive.

Although I don't know if their coquettish operation will be judged as cheating, but it is safer to destroy the evidence.

"Don't delete it, I haven't seen enough." A lazy voice sounded in the darkness.

Xiu An's expression turned serious, "Who is it!"

Fu Zhong walked out of the darkness slowly, twirling the dagger in his hand, and said with a smile, "An'an, don't be so fierce."

The veins on Xiu An's forehead were throbbing, "How did you get in here!"

Fu Zhong's movements were as fast as lightning. Before Xiu An could see clearly, he grabbed all his communication equipment and weapons and threw them casually on the table behind him.

Fu Zhong approached him and said, "Your brother and that kid have kissed each other, and I want it too."

Xiu'an slammed his fist, "I want your mother's head!"

"It's so fierce." Fu Zhongqing clenched his fist easily, and said with a naughty smile: "Look, my hand can just wrap your little fist."

Xiu'an: "..."

He had lived for so many years, and it was the first time he heard someone say that his fist was a "small" fist.

Xiu'an stared at Fu Zhong with burning eyes, suddenly relieved the strength on his arm, put a hand on his shoulder lightly, raised the end of his eyes slightly, and smiled with pursed lips: "What do you want?"

Fu Zhong was caught off guard by his sudden change. The cold beauty's smile was almost fatal, and he couldn't help swallowing, "I want... kiss."

Xiu'an stretched out his hand to gently lift his chin, slid his fingers down his chin to hook his collar, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Fu Zhong stared straight at him, and moved his hands dishonestly, "Honey, why are you so enthusiastic this time?"

Xiu'an looked at him with a smile, and then slowly moved closer to kiss him.

Fu Zhong felt completely at ease, ready to enjoy the beauty's initiative, but in the next second, he was punched hard on the temple, and before he fainted, he was dragged by his collar and swung straight to the wall, making a "bang" There was a muffled sound, and then slowly slid to the ground.

Xiu'an, who was dressed in a neat uniform, looked extraordinarily cold in front of the cold screen light. He slowly turned his sore wrist, walked up to him with a gun in his hand, kicked him hard on the stomach, and then Step on his shoulders.

He leaned over slightly, with a ferocious smile on his face, put the cold muzzle of the gun against his chin, and sneered, "Little fist? Huh?"

The author has something to say: Xie Tianhe (Innocent): I am poor, helpless, and hungry.

Si Yun (worried): Here you are this, this, and this... Hiss, is there something wrong?

Xiu'an (grinning): With all due respect, I don't have an O attack from all the A's here.

Fu Zhong who was beaten into a pig's head: Huh?

I was a little shocked to see the comments that reminded me. You are all little angels. When did you light up the devilish skill of reminding you?Third watch?Riwan?Let me tell you about those that don’t exist, (unreasonable and confident) I can only rack my brains to change a chapter and barely live like this.I miss us who were a little cautious and sincere when we first met—from a helpless and pitiful little author