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For Feng Leye, the most important thing to come to the army is to find Jiang Zhanbei.

It doesn't matter if the male god doesn't remember himself, opportunities are all won.

When it was time for lunch, Feng Leye sat down next to Jiang Zhanbei's seat with his job bowl in hand. This was similar to the fact that he practiced more than others to repair mechas every day.

There is a big pot of rice in the military cafeteria, and everyone has to eat it, no matter who you are, regardless of your status or military rank.

Jiang Zhanbei usually wants to have dinner with his adjutant Xiao Zhixing and talk about affairs by the way, but Xiao Zhixing has been in love recently, so he insists on bringing An Yan over to eat, two people and one dog, three tables are missing and one is missing, now Feng Leye joins, instead making up for it. When there is a vacancy, there is an obvious balance between people and dogs at the dinner table.

Xiao Jixing felt like sitting on pins and needles, hiding from Feng Leye's sight, his dark face turned red again, and those who didn't know the inside story thought it was a mess in your circle.

Feng Leye knew that he was still embarrassed by what happened that day, and said sincerely; "Adjutant Xiao, you are actually good at singing, really, better than those in the Department of Literature and Art."

"...can you not mention this?" Xiao Jixing began to poke the rice in front of him with his chopsticks, and his dark face turned red with embarrassment.

"...I'm sorry." Feng Leye rubbed his hands nervously, and picked up the chopsticks to poke the rice.

Jiang Zhanbei said: "Xiao Zhixing seems to have a bit of a shadow on singing. If it weren't for the fact that there were not enough choirs before, I wouldn't force him."

Xiao Zhixing quickly waved his hands: "Let the past go with the wind, my blood pressure seems to be a little elevated now." An Yan, who was sitting opposite him, hurriedly patted him on the back and comforted him with water and food, but his husband obeyed.

Feng Leye smiled at Jiang Zhanbei: "It's not your problem either. It's also a very tricky thing if the chorus shortage target is not met."

"Hello." Jiang Zhanbei half-jokingly said, "These two people are just white-eyed wolves, and they don't say anything to make me feel at ease."

"It's useless to talk too much, only my heart is toward the sun." Then Xiao Zhixing finally returned to normal, he kept adding dishes to An Yan, telling him not to eat too spicy, so that the night would be better xx...

Jiang Zhanbei smiled, lowered his head and ate slowly, as if he was already a dignified and elegant man.

Feng Leye had mixed feelings for a moment.After many years, he felt that apart from his appearance, Jiang Zhanbei seemed completely different from before.The current him is not to say that he is all-powerful, but at least he has made a lot of military exploits. He has solved many difficult problems on the wild planet by himself. He has strategies and brains, which is admirable.It can't be seen at all that he used to be a kind-hearted young man in Hongyang Village who was willing to help with hard work.

"You guys have a really good relationship," he said.

Jiang Zhanbei smiled: "What's the matter, look at other people's adjutants, who is as casual as him, and dares to shout at the chief?"

"If possible, I would also like to be your adjutant." Feng Leye mustered up his courage and said, "Be good to my subordinates."

It's not even just an adjutant, okay?

Jiang Zhanbei stared at him with long eyes, and smiled after a while, "Adjutant who can sing military songs?"

"I will do a lot of things!" Feng Leye said anxiously.

"Really?" Jiang Zhanbei's eyes suddenly changed, he narrowed his eyes, suddenly leaned forward and whispered something into his ear, and then asked, "Is that okay?"

Feng Leye lost his mind for a moment, and then suddenly raised his voice as if waking up from a dream: "What?!!"

"It's nothing." Jiang Zhanbei forced An Yan and Xiao Zhixing's curious eyes back with an upright face.

"Tsk tsk," An Yan pointed at his beta, "My old classmate is going to compete with you for a job. It's a big show."

"Will you still fall in love with me if I don't have a job?" Xiao Jixing reached out and tapped the tip of the other's nose.

"Then stop falling in love," An Yan blushed, "Let's go to the marriage registry and get married directly."

Feng Leye's eyes were a little flustered, and he ate mechanically mouthfuls, obviously his thoughts were drifting away.

Back in the dormitory, Feng Leye's face was still a little hot. He leaned over the sink and washed his face with cold water. He calmed down. Just now Jiang Zhanbei whispered into his ear: "Mark, can you do it too?"

Mark, mark...Feng Leye's dream is like being marked by Jiang Zhanbei, but after the guy finished his molesting words, he returned to his serious old cadre and good boss. What does that mean?

……

The chorus team is not hopeless, at least everyone still has a heart that desperately wants to cry and howl. After three days of continuous training, everyone can barely sing the tune correctly.reluctantly.In the past three days, Feng Leye didn't only care about the chorus, he and Jiang Zhanbei also seemed to be a little more familiar.seemingly.

After the chorus training ended that day, everyone who should have dispersed left. Jiang Zhanbei walked up to Feng Leye with two long legs and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Today's "Unity is Strength" sang very well."

"I'm overwhelmed, I'm overwhelmed," Feng Leye diligently put the desks, chairs and benches back in place as much as possible, "Where's Xiao Zhixing?"

"It's a date." Jiang Zhannan gently pushed his back.

Feng Leye walked to the door of the Literature and Art Department with red ears and watched Jiang Zhanbei lock the door.

The two walked together towards the dormitory area in the dark.

There was nothing to say for a few minutes, he kept wanting to ask Jiang Zhanbei why he didn't remember himself, but it was hypocritical.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhanbei suddenly turned his head and asked: "Feng Leye, where is your home?" He was wearing a military uniform today, and he also wore a black coat, and put his hands in the uniform pockets casually.This side face has firm lines and a high nose bridge, making the facial features instantly three-dimensional.The scar at the corner of the left eye is very clear. Under the searchlight of the street lamp at night, the imprint is very obvious, and because the scar stretches the end of the eye, his left eye has changed from outer double to inner double, slightly longer than the right eye. Little bit, but a different kind of handsome.

Feng Leye was stunned: "Hongyang Village, do you still remember?"

"Hongyang Village..." Jiang Zhanbei stared at him with his slender eyes, and after a few long seconds, he suddenly smiled, "I remember."

"Remember?...Then why didn't you say it earlier when you first met?"

Jiang Zhanbei gave him a strange look: "A few years ago, General Yu Zhongzhen was on a mission. If you didn't mention this village, I might not remember it."

Feng Leye frowned and stared at the other party. The scar had been there since he was a child, and it was impossible to admit his mistake, but why...

"what happened?"

Feng Leye shook his head: "It's nothing... just want to say, my family is there."

Looking around at him thoughtfully, Jiang Zhanbei suddenly hugged him.

Feng Leye: "?!!"

Because of his nervousness, he ignored a detail - at that time, Jiang Zhanbei's eyes became very different, and it could even be said that... he was a different person.

"A, AO, if you don't accept the kiss, others will misunderstand it." Feng Leye walked forward stiffly, but he was not willing to push away.

"Hey, I think your thinking is a bit feudal." Jiang Zhanbei didn't let go, his lips were close to Feng Leye, "Didn't memorize "Core Values ​​of the Galactic Empire" and "Important Thoughts Represented by Three Universes"?"

"Do these two have something to do with thinking? Should I memorize the "Scientific Outlook on Development"?" Feng Leye wanted to cry without tears, but the arms of the man beside him were warm and strong, and he liked being hugged by a male god like this.

Jiang Zhanbei originally put his arms around his shoulders, but now his hands are slowly stroking down, and his lips are almost close to his ears: "Come with me, I will teach you how to recite."

The other party pinched his waist, and half of Feng Leye's body went numb instantly.

By the time he regained his sanity, he was already sitting in Jiang Zhanbei's dormitory. The dormitories of military officers are all shared by one person, equipped with desks and other items to facilitate work. Room.

He was sitting by the bed, his overalls had been taken off and thrown on the ground at some point, and he was only wearing a pair of dark blue shorts on his lower body. Of course, Xiao Leye, who was still wrapped in white underwear/pants, was a little restrained, he couldn't help but move Move your ass/butt.

Jiang Zhanbei was right in front of him, in full military uniform, half kneeling on the ground at this time, looking up at him, a pair of bright eyes were shining, and the strong smell of alpha pheromone was scattered, indicating his intentions.

"You're hard." Jiang Zhanbei's hand moved up Feng Leye's calf, the calloused palm was hot and rough to the touch, "It's so smooth and awesome."

"!!!"

Feng Leye only felt numbness and itching on his legs, as if he had been electrified and bitten by thousands of ants. The fullness of his crotch made him feel ashamed. He wanted to pull his legs back but couldn't, so he could only turn his face away and stare at the wall. Brown wallpaper on .

"At this time, you need to concentrate and don't look around." Jiang Zhanbei pinched his chin, stretched his neck and kissed his lips, and touched his thigh with the other hand, stroking and teasing back and forth, "You are here today to study Yes, I'll tell you how to shape new ideas."

"???" Feng Leye felt that his lips were gently covered, but he left after a while, and the hand on his thigh gradually took care of the inner side of his leg.

Jiang Zhanbei slowly got up and pushed him down on the bed, while feeling the smooth skin under his hands, he buried his head on the neck of the person under him and sniffed the sweet omega breath: "You came from Hongyang Village? I still remember that place, it was very poor and backward.”

"No, obviously you don't remember." Feng Leye hugged the other person's back with both hands, "What you remember is not what you should remember!"

Jiang Zhanbei smiled lowly: "You're being naughty." As he spoke, his hand had already touched between Feng Leye's legs, and he pinched the raised part with his two fingers.

"Hmm..." Feng Leye burst into tears in an instant. He had wanted to be crushed for many years. He raised his waist, dawdled in the opponent's hand, and said in a daze, "You really forgot... ..I, Aunt Zhang, fire... the army..."

Jiang Zhanbei paused, his eyes darkened.

The next moment, he took off his dark blue shorts.

Unable to restrain himself, Feng Leye yelled again.

The crotch of the white underwear/pants covering the private parts has been wetted by the transparent juice from the top, and the man's palms with thin calluses and well-defined knuckles are constantly teasing the top, and it will soon become more muddy there.

"When you were learning mechs, did you take any political lessons?" Jiang Zhanbei said softly, "Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and now I'm probably testing the truth."

"You, you don't remember at all, so you don't know the truth! No, it doesn't exist!" Feng Leye panted and twisted his body. His reason resisted, but his body was the most honest.

At this time, Jiang Zhanbei had already forcibly removed his last layer of barrier, and the pink one under him popped out, hard and straight, glistening with water: "I have already grasped it, existence is truth."

"Ahh——" Feng Leye let go of the opponent's back and turned to push back, but his lifeline was already grasped, his horse/eye was scratched by the rough fingertips, he had no sex/experience, within 2 minutes, Couldn't bear it any longer, and threw it out.

Jiang Zhanbei casually smeared the sticky substance on Feng Leye's overalls, pushed him forward two more steps, and stretched out his hand to press somewhere on the head of the bed. Suddenly, there was a clear image on the window next to the bed. Emerge, is another room, in the room there is a person handcuffed to an iron post!

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhanbei pulled down his trousers, suddenly bent Feng Leye's legs and pressed them against his chest, leaned over, and said, "I want to mark you with my complete self."

Feng Leye tilted his head to look at the image in the window when he was in doubt. The next moment he suddenly struggled violently, because the man chained in the image was roaring, and kept rushing towards the camera, but he was restrained and unable to move forward. When approaching the camera, Feng Leye could clearly see the opponent's face!

It was a face he missed day and night, a face he would never forget.

That face is Jiang Zhanbei's face!

The author has something to say: I didn't drive a car, really... After all, I'm a serious playwright [with a straight face], if you think you're driving, you must be in a fake car.