Reborn in the 70s as a military doctor and meets a special soldier

Lu Jiu gave her a confused look, and finally gave up arguing, just silently picking up the wet clothes Song Wei had left in the back seat.

First, completely cover up the eye-catching snow-white vest; then, he rolled up the clothes full of Song Wei's body fragrance and threw them on the back seat platform like a hot potato; finally, he quickly moved to the far side and put his towel Throw it on your face, cover your facial features, close your eyes and sleep.

Lu Jiu's movements were done in one go, efficient and perfect. Any second delay would be disrespectful to himself.

Song Wei was stunned.

Look at this guy's disgusted expression and actions when he took her clothes. Her clothes were only wet, not dirty! She didn't dislike that his clothes were all muddy, but it turned out that he disliked her.

Song Wei couldn't help but glared with resentment: "Straight man, if you offend me, I will punch you away."

"..." Lu Jiu.

……

This sudden mountain rain fell for nearly two hours, and by the time it stopped, it was already dusk.

While waiting for the rain to stop, both of them fell asleep. When Lu Jiu woke up, someone was still sleeping with his arms and legs spread out.

Her head was turned to the handbrake side. Her hair was not dry yet, and her braids were still wet.

Lu Jiu was a little annoyed that he had forgotten to remind her to dry her hair before going to bed. At the same time, her hands were itchy and she wanted to help her dry her hair.

Just as he was staring at Song Wei's wet braid, he was wondering what the probability was of waking up Song Wei by drying it secretly now.

Song Wei slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lu Jiu staring at her eagerly.

Song Wei shrank back subconsciously and looked wary: "What are you doing? You want to draw a turtle on my face?"

"..." Lu Jiu.

He looked at Song Wei as if he were a fool.

Song Wei didn't care. She looked up at herself in the rearview mirror first.

Fortunately there was nothing.

Song Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But after she breathed a sigh of relief, she began to wonder again. Lu Jiu didn't draw a turtle for her, so why did he keep staring at her like that? Was it an attempted murder, or did he really not have such an idea?

Or... he was fascinated by his god-level sleeping appearance?

Song Wei glanced at herself in the rearview mirror again. Her hair was messy and her face looked tired... which had nothing to do with her appearance.

"..." Song Wei.

I dare say Lu Jiu is going crazy.

Just when Song Wei's imagination was running wild, Lu Jiu had already gotten out of the car and walked around to Song Wei's side, and stretched out his knuckled hand to knock on the car window.

"On our way."

Only then did Song Wei realize that the rain outside had stopped. However, although the rain had stopped, it was still approaching evening. The road was already desolate, and now it was even more desolate. Coupled with the numerous puddles caused by the temporary heavy rain, the road had simply turned into a Take the hellishly difficult road.

This road is indeed too difficult for people who are not familiar with the road conditions.

Song Wei didn't try to be brave and neatly returned to the passenger seat.

Lu Jiu was very satisfied with Song Wei's awareness of current affairs. He returned to his own territory and started the car. He wanted to hit the accelerator and rush to the 33rd detachment camp, but in the end he stalled again.

"?" Song Wei looked at Lu Jiu blankly.

Lu Jiu didn't even get out of the car after turning off the engine. He suddenly unbuckled his seat belt, picked up a towel from the back seat, and threw it on Song Wei's head.

"???" Song Wei pulled off the towel in confusion: "What for? Don't tell me you have to change clothes again!"

Lu Jiu rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Dry your hair."

After saying that, without waiting for Song Wei's reaction, she started the car and stepped on the accelerator.

Song Wei was stunned for a moment, and then touched her braid belatedly. It was indeed still a little damp.

Song Wei didn't expect Lu Jiu to be so attentive. She pursed her lips and said nothing, but she untied her braids with her hands.

Song Wei usually either wears her hair in a ponytail or ties it into a bun. In short, she strives to be neat and tidy and rarely makes a fuss about her hair.

Today in Qingcun, she hugged Zhang Xiuhui's second daughter, but the little girl tore her hair. Zhang Xiuhui was embarrassed and had to help her fix her hair. Finally, she tied two six-strand braids and said that now All the female soldiers are tied up like this, so they look good.

Song Wei was shocked when she looked at her own braids. She could do three-strand braids at most, and four-strand braids were already great. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiuhui could also do six-strand braids. For Song Wei, she was simply the best among female celebrities. The intangible cultural heritage among the intangible cultural heritage.

Song Wei usually doesn't pay attention to these things, but looking at this braid, it's so beautiful that she can't bear to take it off, so she just lets it go.

Who would have thought that these six-strand braids not only look good, but can also store water. They waited for at least more than an hour for the rain to stop, but the braids were still wet. They were so capable.

Song Wei slowly removed the braid. Her hair was black and straight. Finally, she removed six strands of the braid and it suddenly became small waves.

Song Wei leaned in front of the rearview mirror and looked at it, expressing satisfaction with the slightly feminine look.

At the same time, he did not forget to glance at Lu Jiu. That glance was a little lazy and a little cunning, moving left and right between innocence and maturity.

Lu Jiu just glanced at it and felt that his heart had been hit by something, and his whole body felt numb. This feeling only occurs if you are addicted to smoking.

Unconsciously he began to miss his cigarette again.

Lu Jiu glanced deeply at the road with no end in sight, and hesitated to speak: "Song Wei..."

"???" Song Wei couldn't help but get angry when she saw that he was the villain who complained first: "I look in my mirror and you peek at me. Are you still right?"

"Tsk..." Lu Jiu hadn't said this word for a long time, but now, she really couldn't help it... This girl wanted to force him to stop her mouth, right?

Song Wei refused to accept this trick and turned to him: "Tsk, if you don't win, just tsk. Are you the only one who can tsk? I can too! If you like tsk, just tsk. Let's see who can outdo the other."

"..." Lu Jiu.

What Song Wei said was like a tongue twister, but Lu Jiu still understood it. Seeing that Song Wei was really angry, he sighed helplessly: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

When Song Wei heard someone's crisp apology, she curled her lips and stopped talking to him.

If anyone who knew Lu Jiu saw this scene, his jaw would drop with shock. Lu Jiu, the one who would not give in even if he was beaten to death, and who refused to give in even on the stage of criticism, and who finally fainted and was dragged off, actually did it several times. Say sorry to Song Wei.

Who can believe this!

This is simply more shocking than the gender reversal of brother and sister Zhong Yi and Zhong Xue!

However, in the eyes of the person involved, Song Wei, there was nothing special.

After all, this was not the first time that Lu Jiu had failed in her hands. Although she was often annoyed to death by this steely straight man, Lu Jiu had failed more often.

After all, I have lived longer than him and have eaten more salt than he has eaten. Is it normal to be able to treat him well?

Furthermore, it’s not just Lu Jiu, who around her is disobedient? Did she use force or go rogue? No, it’s clearly the charisma!

Lu Jiu: You are right.