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When Ji Yushi said that, everyone was taken aback.

Ji Yushi never talked about personal affairs in front of them, and this was the first time he talked about his own affairs.

Tang Le asked: "Consultant Ji, do you have a boyfriend?!"

Ji Yushi nodded, admitting it neatly and generously, as if revealing his sexual orientation in front of this team of legendary homophobic teammates was not something that would embarrass him.

Ji Yushi usually behaves dignified and cold, with a bookish air that only senior intellectuals have.When encountering danger, he can always do it without forcing, and his combat effectiveness is no worse than their group of guardians.Coupled with his outstanding appearance, he is a dazzling magical existence in the hearts of everyone. He is not at the same level as Lin Xinlan, who disgusts everyone in the team, and cannot be compared.

If it is said that Lin Xinlan is the mud that people are afraid of getting on, then during the monsoon rains, he is an untouchable cloud in the sky, it is really the difference between cloud and mud.

Tang Le was curious: "What does Consultant Ji's boyfriend do?"

We walked across the lawn together.

Song Qinglan and Tang Qi walked in front, wondering if they were paying attention to their conversation.

Not only Tang Le was curious about what kind of boyfriend Ji Yushi would be, but everyone was also curious about what kind of person Ji Yushi would fall in love with and what kind of person would be able to match him.

What does a boyfriend do?

Regarding this question, Ji Yushi thought about it and said, "Desktop cleaning master."

Tang Le scratched the back of his head: "Desktop cleaning master?"

Song Qinglan paused and asked, "What else?"

Three boyfriends, one is a master desktop cleaner, and what do the other two do?

Tang Qi and Tang Le didn't understand, but Ji Yushi immediately understood what Song Qinglan meant, and said lightly, "Same profession."

Everyone has never heard of this profession, and they just feel that there is something wrong with the conversation between the two of them.

Song Qinglan didn't speak any more, she just turned her head and continued walking.

Tang Qi is not a talkative person, but Tang Le just complements him. Oftentimes, Tang Le will automatically ask him what he wants to know.Along the way, Tang Le chatted with Ji Yushi.

Tang Le: "How do you know each other?"

Tianqiong's work is so busy, it is not conducive to the cultivation of relationships, otherwise the seventh team will not be single.Even if they have different sexual orientations, Tang Le is eager to get out of the singles and still wants to learn some experience.

Ji Yushi: "It looked pleasing to the eye outside, and we both liked each other, so we took them home."

Tang Le was shocked, he couldn't learn this: "This, so fast!"

Ji Yushi still said lightly: "Yes."

Tang Le: "It was love at first sight?!"

Ji Yushi: "That's right."

After going up the steps, they walked up to the carved porch, and Song Qinglan's back was right in front of Ji Yushi.

Song Qinglan's shoulder blades could be seen faintly under the white T-shirt, and the outline of her back also looked very strong. Walking in this antique courtyard, Song Qinglan's sense of aggression did not violate her harmony.

Somehow, Ji Yushi knew that the other party was upset.

It seemed that the more they talked, the more hurriedly Song Qinglan walked.

Maybe I can't stand it anymore.

"It's love at first sight." Tang Le sighed, "Then your boyfriend must be very good-looking! I think you must have high vision, Consultant Ji! What type is he?!"

Ji Yushi did not deny the idea of ​​"good-looking": "The type...is it cute?"

His three cats are not aloof at all, even Xiaoju in the bubble world is clingy, probably he attracts that type of cat.

Tang Le almost choked.

cute?Tang Le was a little skeptical about life. Could it be that Consultant Ji was the one who took the upper hand in that relationship?

He might not be the only one in the team who thinks that Ji Yushi is the receiver, it seems that their concept should be improved.

"When you act like a baby to me, when you insist on me, you are very cute."

Walking to the door, Song Qinglan's back stopped.

Eyelashes drooping during monsoon rains, ending the topic.

The interior of this courtyard is completely different from what you imagined.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see smooth floors and walls, all kinds of black equipment, and bright lights—this house is not a comfortable and elegant living room, but their combat training ground in the sky.

Li Chun almost fell down: "Fuck, Song team, why is there such a place in your transfer station?"

Tang Le: "Day, is it really the training ground?"

Isn't the transfer station tailor-made by Tianqiong mainly based on comfort?Everyone should eat and drink here, and indulge in pleasure. Why is there such a perverted setting?

Song Qinglan's expression changed slightly.

In fact, when he appeared here alone, this was indeed the living room. Why did it change completely when he went out for a walk and came back?What only he himself knows is that he does have a faint urge to have a hearty fight in the training room now, as if there is a sudden stagnation in his chest inexplicably, which needs to be vented.

Song Qinglan walked to the sandbag without looking back: "I feel relaxed and comfortable here, can't I?"

Duan Wen walked to the ring and smiled at Song Qinglan: "Captain, let's fight?"

Song Qinglan: "I won't let you."

Duan Wen: "If you don't give up, you won't let me go. I just want to fight against the strong."

After finally closing the gap in time and space, and escaping from the addictive bubble world, he returned here after going around, unable to escape the control of Tianqiong.

A group of big men, instead of being depressed, they might as well go through the rest period happily.

Song Qinglan found a black bandage and wrapped it around her hand slowly.

He took off his shoes, turned onto the ring barefoot, and changed his clothes in his mind.Gray T-shirt and black shorts are the most common attire in the guardian training ground.

The two faced each other, and Duan Wen also changed into the same clothes, but Song Qinglan abruptly outshone her by a lot.

Ever since she became the combat instructor of the Guardian student training camp, Song Qinglan has rarely battled with her teammates in the team.

Except for Zhou Mingxuan, everyone in the team usually gets beaten up in front of Song Qinglan.

In this fantasy world, Duan Wen actually took the initiative to go up, and his teammates all watched the excitement and booed loudly in the audience.

"Brother Wen! Fuck him!"

"do not mention it!"

"Captain Song, don't hit Brother Wen in the face!"

Song Qinglan added a hair band between her forehead to tie her hair well to prevent sweat from dripping.Once on the ring, Song Qinglan appeared even more aggressive.

With a straight nose and sharp eyes, he ticked Duan Wen with the palm of his right hand and said briefly, "Come."

The two competed for half a circle, and Duan Wen made a sudden right uppercut, which was dodged by Song Qinglan sideways.

Before Duan Wen could react, Song Qinglan bent down and punched him in the stomach just listening to the blow of the punch.

Duan Wen cried out in pain, knowing that Song Qinglan had always been steady and ruthless, she would never wait for him to have a chance to fight back, so she just cursed secretly and swept her legs.Song Qinglan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and grabbed Duan Wen's right leg and dragged it. When Duan Wen fell to the ground, he rolled over in the air, barely standing still.

The movements of both of them are full of strength, neat and crisp, and just a few moves are enough to make people's eyes shine.

It can be seen that they did not give each other water.

But Song Qinglan was quite patient this time, and she didn't end the duel quickly.He always waited for Duan Wen to attack, and then counterattacked without leaving any room, as if he was teasing Duan Wen.

This angered Duan Wen, his original composure disappeared, and he quickly lost his position, and his shots were fast and ruthless.

Amidst the pounding of punches to the flesh and bursts of cheers, the two of them sweated all over their bodies, and they passed fifty or sixty strokes in a short time.

Duan Wen was quickly crushed to death on the ring, panting heavily with a bruised nose and swollen face: "No, I won't come."

"How many times have I told you not to rush."

Song Qinglan was also beaten black and black at the corner of her mouth by Duan Wen. He stretched out his hand, "After being provoked, I can't hold back. I'm sure I lose every time."

Duan Wen grabbed the captain's hand and stood up, the smear on his face slowly faded, and he wiped his sweat and said, "Fuck, does this have something to do with whether I can hold my breath?"

As soon as Duan Wen went down, another person came up on the stage.

This time it's Tang Qi.

The audience is cheering.

"The soup is awesome!"

"Brother! Let's go!! Let's do the Song team's foot first!"

Song Qinglan glanced down the stage, and found that this group of people had opened beer, dare to treat him as a free TV show.

He even took a can during the rainy season and stood with his teammates with great interest.

Tang Qi was in high spirits, but he followed Duan Wen's footsteps and was quickly put down.

Li Chun was climbing up the stage, Song Qinglan admired his courage very much, and then refused: "Go down."

Li Chun: "Fuck? I'm not worthy?"

Song Qinglan looked at him condescendingly: "I don't want to play with you, change to Lao Zhou."

"Old Zhou!"

"Old Zhou!"

Amidst the cheers, Li Chun cursed and stepped off the boxing ring.

The small-eyed Zhou Mingxuan narrowed his eyes. As Song Qinglan's comrade-in-arms in the army, as the person who knew Song Qinglan's fighting routines best, and as another fighting instructor, Zhou Mingxuan and Song Qinglan were evenly matched.

He had been aroused a long time ago, and he was waiting for this moment.

Zhou Mingxuan passed the beer can in his hand to the side: "Hold it to my brother."

Tang Le took it immediately, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Old Zhou, I am optimistic about you, and I am frustrated with the vigor of the surname Song!"

Li Chun also dog-leggedly went up to rub Zhou Mingxuan's shoulders: "Brother, come on, I also like you, Team Song is too arrogant, you must avenge your brother and let him see how powerful you are."

Zhou Mingxuan said comfortably, "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Song Qinglan had already finished filling a bottle of mineral water with her head up on the stage. Sweat dripped down her neck, and her black hair, which was originally tied, became messy. She looked a little more wild and full of danger.

Fighting with Zhou Mingxuan was the only way to have fun, so Song Qinglan left him for the end.

Song Qinglan: "Have you acted enough? Come up when you've acted enough."

Zhou Mingxuan shrugged, moved his wrists, and was about to walk up the stage.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Wait a minute."

Everyone saw that it was Ji Yushi who spoke.

The beer in Ji Yushi's hand disappeared, replaced by a piece of bandage, which he was wrapping around his hand.

Everyone: "???"

No, Advisor Ji probably meant what they thought, right?

Ji Yushi's stature is the thinnest among this group of people, and he has no skills in front of his size in the fighting arena. Song Qinglan's brute strength alone will not make Ji Yushi feel better.They were shocked and wanted to persuade Ji Yushi to retreat.

"Consultant Season!"

"Listen to my advisor Ji, don't fight with Team Song."

"Yeah, let's not join in the fun!"

Ji Yushi had already wrapped the bandages, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he turned onto the ring as lightly as a swallow.

Standing opposite Song Qinglan, he was tall and tall, without a trace of sweat all over his body, he was completely refreshed.

"Captain Song, are you coming?" He hooked his palms and asked.