"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

Baicheng felt very hurt by Zhile's attitude.In any case, his intentions are good, Zhile's rejection of him is probably temporary, and as an adult, he can only endure it.

The mission was successfully completed, and it can be said that it was overfulfilled. The newly formed small group was devastated, several recruits also gained actual combat experience, and there were no casualties. It should be said that it was a very successful mission.However, on the way back, there was no laughter in the cabin, but a deathly silence. No one was interested in talking, and everyone seemed to have lost their mouths all of a sudden.

Zhile lowered her head and remained in a daze on the seat.From time to time, a mysterious feeling fell on his back, and he knew that it was Baicheng looking at him.However, he didn't want to respond. When he thought about how his father was treated, he felt extremely uncomfortable. What was even more uncomfortable was that there was nowhere to vent his unhappiness.

Zhile wants to mature and become an adult, so he can only pretend that nothing happened, just like a defeated city.

After returning to the team, Peng Ning did not hold any celebration ceremony, and even the summary meeting was an understatement, "each of you submit a report, [-] words" and it was over.Generally speaking, after the team returns from combat, there are always leadership interviews, celebration meetings, review meetings, plus inspections, restorative training, recuperation and other messy things. After the mission is over, it will be busy for a while, like now Leisurely, it is a bit weird.

Baicheng didn't explain this to Zhile, and he didn't understand, so he went directly to his normal training life.For him, the only way to get rid of worrying about his father is to be too tired to open his eyes every day.His study also stopped, he couldn't calm down at all, as soon as he sat down at the table, he would involuntarily guess where the guy who "framed" his father was.

After a quiet month, the weather began to cool down, which was better than when the mission was carried out. At least people would no longer be drowned in sweat.What makes people laugh and cry is that every time after training, there will always be a large area around Zhile, because he, who doesn't like to take a bath, undoubtedly smells the worst.Losing the interest in pretending to be a "civilized person" in front of a defeated city, he is now a "biochemical poison gas" with long legs.

"Boss! Boss!" Zhuang Yuanlong knocked on the door of Baicheng's room and shouted tearfully, "Take care of your son! I can't bear the smell of him! He is standing with me now, and if he continues like this every day I will die in the morning! Boss, have pity on me!"

The door was kicked open with a bang, and Zhuang Yuanlong flew out backwards with a "ah!" and watched Baicheng appear in the door frame.

When Zhile came back, what he saw was a gloomy face that was about to storm.He was stunned for a moment, pretending not to see and was about to walk into the room, but a calm voice came from behind: "Zhile."

"Here." Zhile turned around sharply on conditioned reflex, and replied shortly and forcefully.

"How long has it been since you took a shower?"

"forget."

Baicheng was silent for a while, and said with a bit of pleading: "I boiled hot water, come to my room and take a bath."

Everyone has a solar water heater in their room. Except for summer, if you want hot water in other seasons, you have to heat it up in advance. [-]% of Zhile will not heat it up.

As soon as Baicheng said this, Zhile reflexively wanted to refuse.However, as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Shang Baicheng's worried eyes, his awkward and angry words stuck in his throat, and he nodded sullenly.Then, he clearly heard Baicheng's sigh of relief.

Baicheng has very high requirements for hygiene. Zhile took the clothes into the bathroom, looked at the clean floor, hesitated for a while, and said: "Little dad, please help me."

A smile appeared on Baicheng's gloomy face, like the sun breaking through the dark clouds, he hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll wipe your back for you!"

Baicheng asked Zhile to be clean and hygienic more than once. As a result, since the last circumcision operation, it seems that he no longer has any scruples. Unless he asks for a "bridal chamber", otherwise, Zhile will definitely not wash without washing .In desperation, he had no choice but to grab the cub to take a bath every day, and if he didn't want to wash it, he would press it under the faucet and wipe it with a loofah.At first, it was effective, but later, Zhile found various excuses, and the interval between baths became longer and longer, and the stains wiped off each time became more and more amazing.

Baicheng stared at the black water all over the floor, couldn't help but sighed, and resignedly picked up the soap and began to apply it.Zhile's skin shone like silk under the soap and water stains.As he rubbed and wiped, his hands slowed down unknowingly, and he began to feel a little distracted.

Desires that have not been resolved for a long time gradually rushed to the mind, Baicheng's hand slowly ran down Zhile's back, and when it was sliding to the waist, a question came from his ear: "Little dad, why did you deliberately Are you so fierce to your father?"

Baicheng woke up with a start, and the desire disappeared without a trace in an instant.His hand left Zhile's back, let the steam soak his clothes, and whispered: "It's not intentional or not."

"You did it on purpose!" Zhile said stubbornly and calmly, "You're not the kind of unreasonable person, you were mean to daddy on purpose."

"He has a gun, so I have to shoot..."

"I don't mean this!" Zhile suddenly became furious, and roared, his voice echoed in the bathroom, and when the silence was restored, his head drooped powerlessly, "You are deliberately being fierce to Dad , there must be a reason for that.”

Baicheng smiled wryly, hesitated for a while, and said, "You are father and son, you are too close to come back for a political trial."

"Political trial?" Zhile finally turned his head, confused, "No."

In fact, political review is a routine matter, especially for missions abroad, and it may not be aimed at Zhile. Moreover, it does not happen every time they are dispatched. The reason for defeating the city is to find a reason to prevaricate this matter.

Bai Cheng casually said: "Probably my method is effective."

Zhile turned his head away without saying a word, and after a long time, he turned around again, and said a little anxiously: "Little Daddy, do you still like me?"

"Of course." Baicheng replied without hesitation.

"Really?" Zhile seemed very disturbed, asking again and again, "Do you really like me? No matter what happens, will you always like me? Everything you do is for my own good, right?"

"Of course!"

"Then let me punch you!" Zhile turned around and squatted in front of Baicheng, "Just one punch!"

Baicheng opened his mouth, looked at Zhile's urgent eyes, but still gritted his teeth and nodded - before his head returned to its original position, Zhile's fist arrived!Caught off guard, he was beaten backwards, his feet slipped, so that he couldn't die, his head hit the steps behind him, and when his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.

Maybe just a second or two, never more than 30 seconds, Baicheng regained consciousness again.He opened his eyes and saw Zhile looking down at him, and when he saw him awake, he immediately shouted: "I'll call someone!"

"Don't!" Baicheng grabbed Zhile, covered his head and checked himself, the problem seemed to be not serious, "I'm fine, help me up."

"Are you really okay?" Zhile's eye circles were red, as if she had cried a lot, and she spoke with a nasal voice, "That's the head, don't be careless!"

Baicheng was stunned for a moment, burst out laughing, and patted Zhile's forehead: "What I told you, are you going to teach me?"

Only then did Zhile realize that he had sent back intact the words that Baicheng taught him to pay attention to safety, and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged—he would never be able to compare with Xiao Daddy, not only could he not be of help, but he would also cause trouble .

"Little Daddy, I'm really useless. I can't help Daddy, and I can't help you either."

"Okay." Bai Cheng sat on the ground and took a breath, "Don't say such depressing words, you are still young."

"Everyone is young." Zhile said dejectedly, "I'm too far behind."

This is true, but Baicheng didn't want to hurt Chiraku.He bent down and kissed Zhile's mouth.The soft and warm lips seemed to hide, and then they fought back with an even more violent gesture. The tide of lust was higher than expected, and soon, they were entangled on the bathroom floor, ready to go further. , A clear cough sounded outside the bathroom.

Baicheng just froze a little this time, and heard: "Captain Peng?"

"Come to my office." There seemed to be a smile hidden in Peng Ning's voice, "I have news about the Red Army."