Alternative Rival

The two went to the bathroom to take a shower.

There was a mess on the sofa and a mess in the bathroom.In the end, the suitcases were not even fully opened, and they were scattered on the ground intact. This time, even Zhao Qingge didn't want to clean them up.She leaned back on the bed, even though she had just wiped her face

When Shuang came out of the bathroom, Bo went to open the window, but Bo Jue refused to go, and jumped on her laughingly, Zhao Qingge slapped her ass, and reprimanded: "Why don't you go?"

Bo Jue took a long breath of the air, squinted his eyes and said to her sexually: "It's all your smell."

Zhao Qingge: "..."

The bastard thing!

Bo Jue looked at her gloomy face before the storm that was about to break out, hurriedly ran to the window and opened the window, laughed and said, "It's cool at night, it's good to blow the wind, so as not to sleep hot at night."

Zhao Qingge was sure that he was not delusional, the word "hot" came out of Bo Jue's mouth, it seemed to be full of other meanings, hot and hot, hot her head.With a relaxed expression, Bo Jue skipped over and reached out to hug her waist: "I want to hug her."

Zhao Qingge moved his waist, dodging her hands perfectly, and kicked her waist with his bare right foot without warning: "Go and play!"

Bo Jue staggered from her kick, and took a few steps back. This did not delay her stress response during the long-term training. She wrapped her arms around the opponent's long legs with her backhand, pulling and tugging. Zhao Qingge was caught off guard. She flew directly from the bed, dragged to the edge of the bed, most of the nightgown was lifted up, the bottom of the skirt was full of spring,

Bo Jue didn't expect it either, and explained in a low voice: "...I didn't do it on purpose, just a reflex." But he forgot to let go.

Is this still great? !

Zhao Qingge put his hands on the edge of the bed, turned around in the air with his strength, and rescued his leg from Bo Jue's hand with the force of the rotation, and then a sweeping leg hit Bo Jue's face wrapped in strong wind.

Bo Jue avoided it with a short body: "Hey! Wait..."

God, who will tell her why they fought on the first night of living together!

Zhao Qingge wanted to take this opportunity to get back all the verbal advantages that Bo Jue had just taken, so naturally she wouldn't stop there. She picked up the unsheathed dagger from the bedside table, and with a sound of clearing, the tip of the dagger pointed towards Bo Jue's throat like a gust of wind.

Bo Jue calmly turned slightly, and the tip of the dagger brushed against her nose. She sniffed hard, and seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of shower gel on Zhao Qingge's finger. Washed fingers, um...

She suddenly had peach blossoms on her face. Even if Zhao Qingge didn't know what she was thinking, he could be sure that she was not thinking about anything serious. He immediately gritted his teeth, and without showing mercy, he pressed half of his body onto the dagger, The sound of piercing the sky was almost sharp.

Bo Jue didn't put his mind on this at all, and there was no time to hide, so he had no choice but to not hide, and was ready to bear it down, and if he was injured later, he could be nice and pretend to be pitiful, so that he would not suffer from it.But the dagger abruptly stopped half an inch in front of her, as if an invisible force in the air firmly grasped Zhao Qingge's hand, preventing her from taking half a step forward.

Bo Jue: "..."

She remembered that she had read in the book "Qizi" before, there was an article saying that Qizi should not attack the Qizhu with the intention of hurting, and seeing Zhao Qingge staring blankly at her right hand, a shadow cast over the brows, Without thinking, Bo Jue snatched the dagger from her hand and stabbed it in her ribs. This time, she used such force that she couldn't help grit her teeth and let out a short gasp.

Zhao Qingge snatched it back and threw it aside, cursing: "Have you lost your mind? You've never seen yourself poking yourself."

Bo Jue scratched the back of her head, and said cautiously: "Aren't I afraid that you will be angry?"

Zhao Qingge looked at her with no expression of joy or anger, and asked instead: "Why should I be angry?"

Bo Jue muttered, "Because...because..."

"Are you angry because I can't hit you?" Zhao Qingge raised his hand and knocked on her forehead again, with a muffled sound, he shrugged and said, "Look, it's still possible."

Bo Jue breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you don't get angry."

"It's not that easy to get angry," Zhao Qingge said casually, turned around and walked away, sat on the bed again, patted the place beside him, "Come here."

When Bo Jue stood in front of her, he said, "Lie down, take off your clothes."

Bo Jue showed shyness: "This..."

Zhao Qingge smiled dangerously: "Look at the wound, if you think about something messy, get the hell out of here."

Bo Jue: "Oh." She just sat down and bounced up again, hugging herself with both hands, "It's not hurt at all, don't look at it!"

Zhao Qingge looked at her quietly.

Only then did Bo Jue coyly tell the truth: "I'm not wearing underwear."

"Huh? So?" Zhao Qingge said frankly, "It's the first time I realize that you are so afraid of exposing your body in front of me? Don't you want me to strip you naked every day?"

"But it's not good if you strip it naked and let it dry there, don't you think so?" Bo Jue winked at her pointingly, "It's like looking at a wound."

Suddenly, she was in a very good mood for no reason. She lifted her skirt up to her chest, showed it to her, and said, "Look, there is really no wound. It just hurt a little when I poked it. It will be fine after that. It's okay." Yes, don't worry."

Zhao Qingge said lightly: "Who said I was worried about you? I was afraid that the dagger would be broken, and it hasn't been long since I changed it."

Bo Jue turned her head to look at the dagger thrown far away on the sofa. Her ears hurt from her "open eyes and nonsense". At the same time, she was pleased by Zhao Qingge's obvious concern. She put down her skirt and slowly Sitting beside Zhao Qingge, he took her hand and put it on his lap, gently rubbing the back of her hand.

Bo Jue's hands are actually not as warm as hers, but a bit cool. The touch brought by the light movement of her fingertips is very comfortable. She knows when to be bold and presumptuous, and also knows when and how to express it She was full of affection that was about to overflow, not the fiery entanglement of limbs, nor the moist lips and teeth, but simply sitting side by side holding hands.

Zhao Qingge is a very slow person, even if there is a flame hidden in the bottom of his heart, there are layers of thick icebergs covering it. Ordinary people can't see one or two of them. It takes a very patient person. Not enough, she still needs enough heat and the determination to fly moths into the flames to completely smash her deep defenses.When she was in her infancy, she was ready to be alone for the rest of her life, but who would have thought that someone would come out halfway, and they would become so entangled that they promised each other for life.

Fortunately, Bo Jue has all the looks she likes.

It's just that Bo Jue can never imagine that in the other party's eyes, she is thousands of times better than what she thinks.

The two sat quietly on the edge of the bed, neither of them spoke, but everything was already in silence, time passed unknowingly, the branches outside the window were rustled by the wind, and the shadow of the moon also swayed.

Zhao Qingge took Bo Jue's hand and moved into the bed, turned off the lights, and lay down side by side: "It's time for us to sleep."

Bo Jue stared at her in the dark with bright eyes open.

Zhao Qingge leaned over, the two looked at each other and smiled, and kissed sweetly.

"Good night."

"Good night."

A night without dreams.

The strict biological clock woke up the two of them on time the next morning, and Bo Jue immediately went to look at the person next to the pillow. Facing her pair of gray eyes, which were especially foggy, she instantly melted into a soft, like It was Yun Duo's smile: "Good morning."

Zhao Qingge turned his head sideways, infected by her overflowing joy, he couldn't help but gently raised the corners of his lips: "Good morning."

Hearing that there is a god of love called Cupid in the myth of the earth planet, Bo Jue feels like in the story at the moment, being shot by the golden arrow of the god of love, the whole person is rushed to the north and south by the strong love.

"What are you smirking at? Get up and train." Zhao Qingge still wasn't used to her overly enthusiastic gaze, picked out the clothes he had prepared last night, turned his back to her and began to change, she suddenly stopped, and only roughly put on the vest , touched his terminal from the bedside, and smiled maliciously at Bo Jue: "I have a photo here."

Bo Jue was obsessed with beauty, and asked casually, "What photo?"

Zhao Qingge flipped through the album, put it in front of Bo Jue, and said, "Do you remember?"

There was a flash of a picture of a woman posing in her underwear, who couldn't be more stupid.

Bo Jue: "!"

She reached out to grab it, but Zhao Qingge generously let her grab it, saying: "I still have a backup, more than one, you can delete it."

Bo Jue hugged the pillow and said discouragedly: "I was young and frivolous at the time. I took this photo in a sudden brain twitch. Why do you still keep it? If I become a general in the future, this will definitely be black history. If it gets out, I don't want it." Be a man."

Zhao Qingge didn't take it seriously: "Dare to act and act is the true quality of a soldier."

Bo Jue had no choice but to say: "Then you put it away, it's okay to see things and think about yourself or something, don't accidentally let others see it, it's not a big deal for me to lose face, it's a big deal for your own daughter-in-law to be seen by others."

Zhao Qingge bent down and patted her on the head: "Good boy, I'll take it out and show it to you every day at most."

Bo Jue: "..."

Before leaving the door, Bo Jue asked persistently: "Is it really not possible to delete it?" Zhao Qingge twitched the corners of his mouth and gave her a smirk.

After the morning training together, and having breakfast in the cafeteria, Bo Jue sent Zhao Qingge to the class venue, and Situ Xiaotu, who was the first to call out the name "sister-in-law", waved at her from a distance, and shouted vigorously: "Sister-in-law thief!"

Bo Jue walked over with a decent smile, and pressed Situ Xiaotu's shoulder vigorously with his palm: "I heard you, big brother!"

Situ Xiaotu's height of 1.8 meters [-] was pressed down by Bo Jue, turned her head to Zhao Qingge and said, "Boss, don't you care about her?"

Zhao Qingge shrugged his shoulders: "She is my pawn, how can I control her? Beg her for mercy yourself."

Situ Xiaotu begged for mercy with kindness: "Sister-in-law, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't call you that, I won't dare to do it again next time."

Bo Jue let go of him: "No, you still have to call it that."

Situ Xiaotu's eyes widened: "Then you just—"

Bo Jue narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I am willing."

Situ Xiaotu: "You—"

Bo Jue stretched out his hands, and with Situ Xiaotu's human-shaped pillar, he made an elegant and lazy shape, and flew two fingers over the brim of his military cap on his forehead, "Goodbye, I'll pick you up after school this afternoon."

Zhao Qingge refused: "No, I will pick you up."

Bo Jue let out a "huh" and said with a smile, "Although I really want you to pick me up, I finish class earlier than you. Here are the objective facts. Let's not talk about it. The instructor should be here, so I'm leaving first."

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Bo Jue showed up at Zhao Qingge's training ground on time. Tu Xinxin booed for a while, but was ignored by the two of them. Fu Le and Yan Ying didn't go to the cafeteria with them today because Lin Jian invited them .

Before this meal, and even for a long time after, they didn't realize that this was the last time they saw Lin Jian in Yutian.