Chapter 240 Quan Yi's body is next to Lang Sheng

  Because of a fever, Quan Yi couldn't hold it and fell asleep.

  Langsheng was lying next to him, the bed was warm, his body temperature was the same as that of the stove,

  Sleeping into the middle of the night, Quan Yi snorted and rolled over, pressing his arm against Lang Sheng.

   "..." Lang Sheng turned around, opened the black eyes that flickered, felt the weight of the body, and pressed his lips helplessly.

   Pushing away Quan Yi's hand, he directly pressed half of his body to her in the next second.

  This guy did it on purpose! ? Don't think you can do whatever you want with a fever!

  Although the body temperature has dropped, it is still very hot. Lang Sheng's body was hot and he wanted to push him away again, but after thinking about it, would he directly press his body on her next time?

   wanted to open, Lang Sheng turned around to prevent his hand from touching her chest.

   Worry-free overnight, birds sing in early autumn.

  While sleeping, Lang Sheng felt the weight on his body decrease, and slowly opened half of his eyes. The dazzling sunlight shone on her face from the balcony, as if bathed in sunlight.

   There was no movement for a while, and Lang Sheng turned his head and found that Quan Yi had already sat up. And he is looking at her!

  The moment their eyes met, the atmosphere was embarrassing.

   "Good morning." Knowing that the uncle would not take the initiative, Lang Sheng simply greeted him first.

   Quan Yi nodded coldly, throwing away the quilt on his body, preparing to get out of bed. Suddenly discovered something, he only wore a pair of shorts!

  Lang Sheng buried his head in the pillow wittily, and looked at the expression on his face secretly, his ears were red.

   Seeing him go into the bathroom, there was the sound of water, and Lang Sheng got out of bed to make breakfast.

  It’s a bit late today, breakfast can't be too luxurious.

  She plans to steam some white steamed buns.

  Go to the supermarket below to buy a bottle of condensed milk with white steamed buns, sweet, but too much will make you greasy. I picked some fresh corn to make corn juice.

  ……

   Quan Yi put on his clothes, and took a towel to dry his wet hair on his head.

  From his room, you can see Lang Sheng lying on the sofa playing with a mobile phone.

  He threw the towel on the bed and went out.

  Lang Sheng was playing with her mobile phone, and when she was covered with a shadow, she only looked up and saw his face.

   "Why? I'm hungry, I made breakfast." Lang Sheng put his mobile phone back, went back to the kitchen, and took out a plate of small white steamed buns and condensed milk.

   Then I returned to the kitchen and took out two more cups of corn juice. It exuded a strong fragrance and was still very delicate.

  "What are you posting?" Quan Yi picked up her mobile phone and asked. There was a password on it, even if it could be broken, she couldn't read it at will.

  He saw her tweet?

   "It's nothing, it's a photo of breakfast. Let them be greedy." Lang Sheng explained with a smile, opened the condensed milk, and poured it on the bun.

  She can’t pour too much, it’s too easy to get greasy, and the condensed milk tastes too strong, but it is a good ingredient to go with steamed buns.

  The milky white steamed buns are more beautiful with condensed milk. The simple breakfast is like an exquisite high-priced breakfast.

   Quan Yi’s evaluation is: "Knowing that this will be greasy, and corn juice can relieve greasiness, it is not without this talent."

  Talent? Hehe, it's just forced to learn.

  Breakfast was served quickly, and Lang Sheng and Quan Yi drove back to the military area.

  It’s very special today. It is time for the training soldiers to go home for one day.

  Lang Sheng, as Quan Yi’s little bodyguard and hiring instructors, can enter the conference room for discussion.

  No one would doubt her. People Quan Yi knows, he still can’t see her good or bad?

  The old chief sat in the middle, and the two generals, Quan Yi and Lu Shang, naturally sat on both sides of the old chief. As an instructor, Lang Sheng was not so big, and sat to the end.

   "To let them go back today is not to relax their training. We plan to have a simulation exercise, tomorrow..."

  Good night, Fifei kindly reminds: The Qixi Festival is here, please do not go out for singles (including me) to prevent injuries.

  (End of this chapter)