Alternative Rival

Bo Jue wanted to go out with her very much, but...she wondered, "I have to be on duty at night, so I can't go out."

Zhao Qingge said: "It's not about now, I'll take you there after your evening shift is over, it just happens to be in the morning."

Bo Jue's curiosity was aroused, but she was well aware of Zhao Qingge's habits, no matter how much she asked her, she would not reveal it in advance.The back of her hand held by Zhao Qingge was warm and cool, as if she had been walking outside for a long time.

"Where have you been? Why haven't you come here for so long?" Bo Jue really wanted to ask in a normal tone, but when she said it, she was filled with reproach and complaint.

Zhao Qingge put his arm around her waist, pulled her close to his arms, and teased, "What are you doing? Do you miss me?"

"That's right, that's right," Bo Jue kissed her firmly on the face, and said coquettishly, "I miss you so much, who made you come to see her for so long."

"I'm busy, I'll be here as soon as I'm done."

Young Master Fufeng groaned, got up from the ground, and walked into the ward unsteadily.

Bo and Zhao looked at each other, their eyes widened, they were quite surprised, and they laughed at the same time.Bo Jue said: "This Mr. Fufeng must not have a boyfriend or a girlfriend. He is so weak, so he must not be very good."

Zhao Qingge poked her forehead with his finger, and said, "I think so too."

Bo Jue pulled her to sit on the chair in the corridor: "You haven't said what you did?"

"Do you still remember that tall man from the Pleiades of Wolves? He had an argument with a general, and immediately started a martial arts competition inside the venue. It was only about fists and kicks, and we were not allowed to use mental power. The result of the competition with that cabinet minister was not That general is the Marshal."

"what?"

Zhao Qingge looked at her surprised expression, and said: "I'm surprised, I am also surprised, everyone present has the same expression as you now. There is no suspense in the result, the winner is determined by one move, and the big tall one was punched flying Go out, just outside the designated circle, less than ten centimeters away."

"What is the marshal trying to do? She is saving people and competing in martial arts. Isn't she usually very low-key?"

Zhao Qingge pursed his lips and said, "I can't guess."

"You can't figure it out, so I can't figure it out even more," Bo Jue often couldn't figure it out, and he liked to lean into Zhao Qingge's arms, pressing his whole body weight on him, resting his head on Zhao Qingge chest and listen to her heartbeat.It was slow and powerful at first, boom-boom-boom-then it slowly accelerated, plop plop plop...

One sound is faster than the other.

Bo Jue would be very proud at this time, her pride would be written on her eyebrows, on her eyes, and on the fingers she sneaked in from her hem to draw circles on the back of the woman.

Zhao Qingge reached out to grab her by the back collar, grabbed her out of his arms, and warned her with his eyes. Bo Jue smiled quietly, sat up straight, and smiled in a proper manner. After a while, Zhao Qingge stretched out his arms to embrace her again. passed.

Take turns sleeping and getting up to patrol.

During this period, Mr. Fufeng acted like a monster again a few times, and every time he opened the door and came out, he saw a pair of staring eyes piercing him, and immediately went back in disgrace.No less than dozens of pinhole cameras were installed in the ward, and his every move was under the surveillance of the Tianxiu military.He slept in the room, rubbed his legs, tapped his arms and stretched his waist, tossing and tossing until the middle of the night, and then slowly climbed into bed.

He is destined to die, but the time to die has not yet come.But he doesn't seem to be able to see it on the surface, he is a sick and weak tortoise.

At dawn, someone changed Bo Jue's post. Zhao Qingge took her hand and ran outside. Bo Jue's drowsy brain was blown awake by the wind.She shook her head and asked with a smile, "Where are you taking me?"

"You will know when you go."

The Marshal's Mansion was very large, and yesterday's banquet had ended, presenting a different kind of silence after the bustle, occasionally encountering soldiers passing by on patrol, the two of them avoided it from a distance.

There were still scattered planetesimals hanging in the sky before dawn, like tiny diamonds.Bo Jue stood on the stone steps at the edge of the terrace, opened her arms, and the strong wind blew her body like a fallen leaf in the wind, crumbling.

"what--"

She let out a groan, and began to shake her wit again, "—Motherland, I love you. On this good day, let me write a poem for you."

Zhao Qingge was sitting on the coffee seat, a few freshly picked roses were placed in a milky white gooseneck bottle, she took a sip of her coffee and said, "Do it."

Bo Jue jumped down from the top, sat down opposite Zhao Qingge, and shouted in dissatisfaction: "You can't treat me like this, you should say, 'You worked hard on duty last night, I'll do it for you when you write poems. Bar.'"

Zhao Qingge didn't even bother to look at her with the white of his eyes.

Bo Jue chirped: "This is the Marshal's place, is it okay for the two of us to come up?"

"I asked her permission last night."

"Then is there anything to see here?"

Zhao Qingge: "..."

"It's nothing to look at," she said.

That is to say, there are a lot of bright flowers around the terrace, which looks exaggerated like Bo Jue's favorite style; that is, the terrain is higher, and you can almost overlook the whole city, and the lights of thousands of houses—although the lights are almost out now , but she can still see the early risers on the street, doesn't she like to watch people?That is to say, it is very quiet here, and no one disturbs her. She just passed the flower garden and picked two roses, and she didn't intend to give them to her.

Nothing to look at, anyway, just drink coffee to refresh yourself.

Bo Jue smelled the fragrance of flowers, took a sniff, and asked, "What kind of flower is this?"

"do not know."

"I don't know it either, but it's quite fragrant."

"Ah."

"The coffee is also very fragrant."

"Instant."

"The one you brewed is more fragrant than the one I made myself. Do you have any essence in your hand?"

"Psychological effect."

Bo Jue saw sweat on her forehead. She realized that she had offended her again, and wanted to say something to make up for it. Zhao Qingge had already rolled his throat a few times, and put down the coffee cup: "Let's go, go back .”

"Hey, I've only been here for ten minutes."

"I'm sleepy and want to go back to sleep."

Zhao Qingge stepped out with his last foot, made a turn in the flower garden, and went down the flower ladder. Bo Jue raised his foot to catch up. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the flowers in the bottle, stretched out his hand and pulled them out, regardless of the flowers on the roots. Thorn, grabbed it in his hand.

"Wait for me."

Bo Jue chased her out from the gate, and Zhao Qingge stood on the steps waiting for her.Bo Jue panted and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Zhao Qingge calmed down quickly, but still looked at her with an inexplicable face on purpose: "I'm not angry."

"Oh, I was so wrong!" Bo Jue slapped herself backhandedly, but gasped for air with a "hiss".

The slap was not an accident, what Bo Jue slapped himself meant was that you give me sweet dates quickly.When Zhao Qingge saw that she was serious about acting again, he didn't intend to tease her anymore, didn't he just be puzzled once?There are too many times when I don't understand, but it seems that... something is wrong?

Then she saw the rose in Bo Jue's other hand.

"..."

Before dawn, Bo Jue came out of the "Second Entry Palace", and the thorns on his hands were picked out. Fortunately, his face was not infected, and it was still white and clean, otherwise Bo Jue would not be able to cry.A date that could have been lingering and charming was ruined by one of them's incomprehensible amorous feelings and rose thorns, and the two of them had no intention of talking, so they went back and fell asleep.

At ten o'clock in the morning, while still in a deep sleep, the two terminals at the head of the bed rang in unison.

I heard that the young master Fufeng woke up and asked Bo Jue to serve him by name. That's right, he used the word "serve." What did you do?

Anyway, Bo Jue still had to take orders.Because that young master Fufeng was hanging on the bed, his breath was like a gossamer, and he had the aura that if you don't ask her to come, I will die in a minute and show you.Although it is said that he will die sooner or later, but if he does not die for a day, it means that Kui Suxing will not act for a day. Fang did not issue any order to Bo Jue, and if there is any, he will be rewarded, and nothing is considered a fault.

As expected, Zhao Qingge was not sent to the same place as Bo Jue.

Bo Jue bent over to put on her shoes, and complained, "Do you think this place has bad feng shui? Why do I always have to separate from you when I get here?"

Zhao Qingge let out a "huh" and said, "Probably they are jealous."

Bo Jue laughed "puchi", she wanted to rush over immediately, Zhao Qingge didn't need to be so anxious, so she put on her clothes and stood at the door: "Come and kiss me."

Zhao Qingge was still wearing velvet slippers with a rabbit pattern. He lifted the quilt out of bed, approached her, and kissed her lightly from the side: "See you tonight."

"Come and don't come, it's indecent."

Bo Jue smiled and kissed her back, kissing her "indecently".

She spread her wings and flew out like a butterfly full of nectar. Zhao Qingge touched his red and swollen lips, shook his head helplessly and closed the door.

The smell of disinfectant in Mr. Fufeng's ward became stronger, and the two soldiers guarding inside couldn't help frowning. Bo Jue sneezed loudly as soon as he entered the door, and took three or four steps backwards, almost getting smoked out .

This young master probably felt his bones itch if he didn't work for a day.

Bo Jue's fists were also a little itchy.

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