The Fairy in Fast Time

The days of the military training were in full swing, and Wen Han gradually got used to the fast-paced days, so he also felt more and more...their instructors are very cute.

It seems that the previous instructors are all serious but in fact military men. Sometimes it is quite happy to just watch the interaction between their own instructor and the instructor next door.

To be honest, Wen Han couldn't believe that nothing would happen in the military camp full of pure men.

At this moment, Wen Han's team was standing in a military posture.

The sun's rays were constantly moving, and the cool wind was blowing on Lu Chen's cheeks. He silently looked at the instructor.

If Wen Han were to use a paragraph of literary and hypocritical words to describe it, it would probably be that his instructor was wearing an army green military uniform, the belt outlined his thin waist, and the sunlight was scattered on the military cap, thus shining on the instructor's face. Cast a bleak shadow.

The instructor's figure is very tall and straight, and when the black military boots step on the ground, they will make a heavy sound, with the rigorous style unique to soldiers.

Wen Han looked at it and couldn't help but recall Cecil from the previous world, his eyes suddenly became melancholy.

Speaking of which, he was forced by Cecil to put on a uniform for a while, and then tied up on the bed like this...

[System: Stop. 】

Wen Han: I was so sexually blessed back then, but now I don't even see the shadow of my man!I want to give a bad review to the Taobao store!

[System: I still prefer to play Nuan Nuan with you, quiet and quiet, like a little girl :)]

Wen Han: Young lady, why do you owe so much :)

[System: Each other. 】

"Rest in place for 5 minutes."

The instructor gave the order.

On this day, the sky was blue and clear, Wen Han and the others sat cross-legged on the ground to rest, and then he saw the instructor walking towards the fourth company commander, and then approached and approached——

The instructor raised his right hand and hooked the fourth company commander's shoulder with a smile, but from Wen Han's point of view, they were...

kissed.

This angle must be really good...

Wen Han expressionlessly took out his phone and pressed continuous shooting.

"What are you shooting?" Song Yu, who was sitting next to Wen Han, said softly, with his slender white fingers nimbly playing with the phone.

"...the school has such a beautiful scenery." Wen Han replied calmly, even though in front of him was the red and green playground, and from the railing around the playground, he could still see the uncultivated yellow land.

A gust of cool wind blew by, rolling up the yellow sand, and the eyes were desolate.

Wen Han felt a little pain in his face.

Song Yu raised his lips when he heard the words, and he looked at Wen Han, his eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, looking gentle as if he was going to drown him.

Wen Han silently lowered his head, suppressed the uneasiness in his eyes, and reminded Song Yu in a low voice: "Your phone is on, someone is looking for you."

"Well, don't worry about it." Song Yu casually turned off the screen with a gentle voice.

"I'll go to the bathroom, we'll talk later." After speaking, Wen Han smiled at Song Yu, then got up and walked towards the apartment building not far away.

Song Yu sat quietly on the spot, a gentle smile appeared on his lips, and his black pupils were filled with joy. Immediately, he turned on the phone, tapped his fingertips, and replied to the list remarked as [slave] with a careless expression. .

***

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the playground.

"Hello? How are you?" Wen Han put his general cap on his head while answering the phone.

"Hello, your SF Express has arrived at Tianxi Supermarket, please pick it up before seven o'clock this afternoon."

"Ok, alright, Thanks."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Han felt a little confused and excited.

【#Your old attack will be online soon】

"What's wrong with you, you're smiling so wildly." Ruan Tuoliu cautiously poked Wen Han's arm.

"Probably his blow-up doll has arrived." Yang Rui walked past Lu Chen with a stern expression, and threw this sentence at him coldly.

In a warm and cold manner: "What..."

"Tsk." Shao Ziyan tossed a tone word to Wen Han lazily, and walked past him with his long legs.

Wen Han always felt that the tone was full of great sarcasm, so he took a deep breath and sneered, "Let me tell you, you will lose me if you do this."

"It's as if I once owned it..." Ruan Tuoliu muttered in a low voice, and returned Wen Han's glaring glare and a middle finger.

Gu Ze's silence is golden, but Wen Han saw the corners of his lips slightly raised.

——Damn this dormitory to eat jujube pills.

——Is it okay to hurt each other every day!

——Will you take good care of me, a wild animal?

--Pooh.

At this time, Song Yu walked from behind him to his side, smiling softly, "We all understand." After speaking, he answered the phone and walked away.

Wen Han: "..."

——Pindao came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and went to the West to sell your mother's batch.

Wen Hansheng thought helplessly, he felt that these people were no longer mudslides, but concrete.

Mengxin expressed trembling.

[System: Hurry up and step aside for me a little (Note 1), Mengxin:)]

Wen Han: A faint smile.

Time is like an hourglass, passing silently and invisibly, and the military training in the afternoon was over without knowing it, so Wen Han said hello to his roommate meaningfully, and then walked to the delivery point.

After more than half an hour——

Holding a large box in his left hand and a small box in his right, Wen Han struggled through the crowd, and finally brought his man back to the dormitory after going through all kinds of hardships.

"I'm back……"

Wen Han's voice was caught in the strange and unpredictable eyes of his five roommates.

Involuntarily hugging his suitcase tightly, Wen Han carefully closed the door with his foot, and asked softly, "What's wrong..."

"You just came back from the robbery in Iraq?" Ruan Tuoliu stared at the large and small boxes in Wen Han's hand and complained, the so-called dog can't spit out ivory.

Wen Han ignored him, and just sat on the chair with a cold face.

"What's that?" Song Yu poked his head out from under the quilt, smiled gently, and a dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Wen Han was silent for a while, then slowly opened his lips: "It's my husband."

Everyone in the dormitory: "..."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha hiccup."

Ruan Tuoliu's laughter was so loud that Wen Han couldn't help but want to smear his face with a blood-stained aunt's towel every minute.

Wen Han: What should I do.

[System: You can say that this is the material for your drawing. 】

Wen Han: It's rare that you are so witty, I decided to give you all my heart :)

[System: The other party took your heart and planted it in the soil. 】

Wen Han: ...

"Okay, here are the materials for my board drawing." Wen Han threw the phone on the table, calmly took out the scissors and began to open his express delivery.

Hearing this, Ruan Tuoliu seemed to be bristling with excitement.

God knows what he's getting excited about.

Wen Han calmly cut the tape on the big box with scissors, and opened the box with three strokes.

But seeing that there was also an exquisite red-brown long box in the box, Wen Han lightly opened the long box, and removed the layers of foam bags wrapped around the child, finally revealing the BJD boy inside. That delicate face.

Wen Han couldn't help being startled, he stared at the pair of incomparably empty amber eyes, his eyes swept across the fair complexion, every part of his body was just right, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and gesticulating on it twice.

Wen Han: I said...

[System: What? 】

The cold air sinks the dantian: Why, his height is only 75 centimeters?

[System: Do you think a doll can be 1.8 meters long? 】

Wen Han: But, but...

[System: The one with a height of 1.8 meters is not called a doll, but a sculpture:)]

Wen Han: ...

[System: Of course, it can also be called a dummy. 】

"Lu Chen, I don't know why I feel that your painting style seems to be crooked..." Ruan Tuoliu said weakly.

"It's as if my painting style is correct."

Wen Han opened his mouth and replied, then opened another small box with scissors, and took out the clothes inside.

Wen Han gently hugged the doll in his arms and let him sit on his lap, carefully put on the clothes, shoes and socks for him, ignoring the other five strange sights in the dormitory very painfully.

After fiddling for a long time, Wen Han finally got his man's clothes and shoes on neatly.

But seeing this delicate-faced BJD boy resting his head on Wen Han's left chest, from Wen Han's angle, he could see his slender eyelashes and light red thin lips.

"Speaking of which, what do we have for dinner?" Ruan Tuanliu put the folded quilt on the chair and sat down on it.

"What do you eat?" Gu Ze also sat cross-legged on the chair with the quilt, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, what do you eat?" Ruan Tuanliu asked the others, and opened the meal ordering app.

Shao Ziyan crossed his legs and sat lazily on the table. Hearing this, he put his feet on the suitcase that was pressed against the quilt, and said, "Whatever."

Yang Rui was using a notebook and didn't know what he was doing, but he was also sitting on the chair with the quilt on it, and his fingers quickly slid across the keyboard, "Just order me a copy like yours, and I'll transfer the money. "

Ruan Tuoliu: "So what are you eating, where are Lu Chenchen and Song Yuyu?"

At this time, Wen Han was silently combing his man's hair with his fingers. Hearing this, he paused, "What do you want to eat?"

Ruan Tuanliu suddenly felt loveless, "Okay, next one, how about you, Song Yuyu? Damn, I have choice phobia, okay?"

"Let's eat chicken pot, it's been a long time." Song Yurou said.

"Okay, six servings of chicken pot, Alipay Feixin, deduction and deduction are all acceptable, cash is ugly." Ruan Tuanliu let out a happy "ow".

Wen Han was silent, just looking at the doll in his arms, thinking about how to awaken his man's soul...

Geng.

There is Qiming in the east and Changgeng in the west.

The name is quite nice.

***

The smog in N City is very serious, not only irritating the nose but also irritating the eyes.

Wen Han rubbed his sore eyes, then took a deep breath of the smog in N City.

"Ahem..." Coughed twice involuntarily, Wen Han recalled that half of his life in military training seemed to be over, and he was very happy to be reasonable.

Now it was the end of the military training in the afternoon, Wen Han and his roommates were walking on the road full of little green men, aiming directly at the dormitory.

——As for the cafeteria, I'm sorry to say no.

Sitting in the dormitory, Wen Han casually threw the military uniform on the table, then got up and carried Geng out of his locker.

To be honest, Wen Han felt deeply guilty about putting his man in the cabinet for a morning or an afternoon, but there was really no way, the system said that this space could not be accommodated in it.

It's very sad.

Wen Han put it on the table.

But seeing Geng's slender eyelashes drooping, his amber pupils emptily reflecting Wen Han's face, and his pale golden hair hanging down his shoulders softly, he looked incredibly well-behaved.

Wen Han took out the computer, plugged in the drawing board according to the system's instructions, and opened sai (Note 2).

The so-called play needs to be sufficient - the material of the board painting.

Wen Han: Where did you get the board?

[System: Nuan Nuan. 】

Wen Han: There is this in Nuan Nuan?

[System: Just kidding, you don't know anything about the items in Nuan Nuan :)]

Wen Han: Old iron, be steady.

"Speaking of not checking the bed tonight, are you going out tonight?" Ruan Tuoliu sat on the folded quilt and said with a smile, "Gu Ze and I will take you flying."

"Sorry, I have an appointment tonight." Song Yu took off his general uniform and put on a black T-shirt with printed letters and a pair of gray trousers. He tied the laces on his black Martin boots while said softly.

"Meet my friend." Shao Ziyan put his left hand in his trouser pocket, threw his coat over his shoulder with his right hand, and walked out of the dormitory casually.

"I need to buy some computer accessories and find a part-time job by the way. I probably won't be back tonight." Yang Rui buttoned his white shirt to his neck, and his rimless glasses reflected a cold light.

As a result, Ruan Tuoliu seemed to have a tear-filled bubble on his head, and Gu Ze stroked Ruan Tuoliu's hair consolingly.

Ruan Tuoliu shifted his gaze to someone who was drawing on the board, "What about you, Lu Xiaochen?"

"I am addicted to my husband's beauty and cannot extricate myself."

Wen Han used the electronic pen to slide over the hand-painted board, and Geng's sketch suddenly appeared in the sai opened on the screen.

[System: Hey, I didn't expect you to be a touch. 】

Wen Han: Not happy, not unexpected :)

[System: I want you to be a fairy. 】

"...Tch, then Gu Zelang and I will go, goodbye." Ruan Tuanliu frowned, then took Gu Ze's hand and went out.

After a while, Yang Rui also went out with a handbag.

So in the dormitory, only Wen Han and Song Yu were left.

"Then I'm leaving too. I just ordered a lunch box for you. The number is reserved for you. Remember to pick it up later." Song Yu put on half of a black leather glove, and there was a gentle smile in his black pupils.

"Okay thanks, have fun." Wen Han turned his head and smiled at Song Yu.

Hearing this, Song Yu sighed silently, then closed the door and left.

***

The dormitory suddenly fell silent. After Wen Han merged the layers, he looked at his sketches happily.

But seeing the boy on the sai drawing paper focused his eyes on the book in his hand, his collarbone was exposed, his white shirt and cropped trousers showed a clean temperament, and his naked feet had beautiful arches.

And Wen Han found that he couldn't stop drawing and drawing, and his inspiration suddenly burst.

Wen Han looked at Geng, intending to change his posture, but at this moment he found that the button of Geng's shirt seemed a little loose, and then he silently took out the needle and thread given by the Taobao shop from the drawer.

Wen Han: So what, the so-called button sewing means putting on the thread, inserting it, pulling it out, and finally tying a knot, right?

[System: Yes. 】

Wen Han held Geng in his arms, and after threading the thread, he unbuttoned Geng's shirt one by one, and started his great business of sewing buttons.

"Oh." Wen Han whispered, looking at the blood on the ring finger of his left hand that was pricked by the needle, he shook his hand casually, and put his finger in his mouth.

What Wen Han didn't notice was that the small drop of blood just landed on Geng Changlu's left chest, and slowly disappeared.

"Om - hum -"

"Hello?" Wen Han put his arms around Geng's waist with one hand, and picked up the phone with the other.

"Hello, the third apartment is going downstairs to pick up the meal."

"Well, right away."

Wen Han finally remembered the meal that Song Yu had ordered for him before he left, so he put Geng on the chair and went out to get the meal.

And in the dormitory after Wen Han left, only Geng, half-dressed, was sitting on a chair, his pale golden curly hair hung down on both sides of his cheeks, his amber eyes were staring blankly at the direction of the door, and then, The slender eyelashes trembled slightly.