"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

"You just listen to what he says. Do you grow your head to look taller?" Zhi Hongjun cursed at the phone angrily, "Are you his slave!?"

"Little Daddy is not this kind of person." Zhile's reply was so firm that Zhihongjun was annoyed, "He's not feeling well when the season changes."

"Mauling season, does he still have to molt!" In a rage, Zhi Hongjun dropped the phone, picked it up after the drop, and said in a good voice, "Lele, I didn't say you, you guys No matter how good it is, you can't follow him like this, understand?"

"He's my little daddy."

"I'm your father!" Knowing the urge to drop the phone again, Zhi Hongjun tried his best to endure it, and whispered, "I tell you, if this person gets along with each other, they need to get along with each other. You always follow him, he Once you get used to it, you will gradually feel that you are not good. After a long time, this relationship will not be good, and this is not a good thing for you. "

Zhile held the phone, her brows and eyes gradually became confused.His emotional experience was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and he couldn't find any experience to learn from. Knowing what the Red Army said, it seemed to make sense, and he suddenly didn't understand.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Zhi Hongjun hurriedly hit the iron, "Can I still harm you!? Look, I even admitted that you are together. What's the point of lying at this time? You are stupid, he is not stupid , won't he understand once you say it?"

"...Then I'll try." Having reached this point, Zhile felt a little embarrassed towards her father.

After hanging up the phone, Zhile pondered for a while, then turned and walked to the dormitory. At this time, he had joined Qianlong for five months.

When I first joined, Zhile was not without tension, but this tension gradually disappeared in the training life soon.Thinking of how many people sneaked up to see him when he first came here, I felt it was funny.

Baicheng didn't care at that time, just smiled to let him get used to it.He had no choice but to pretend to turn a blind eye, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart.It wasn't until he performed his first mission that he understood why. "Son of Baicheng", this title made everyone feel curious, and after reading it, they all ran to ask how Baicheng became a father.

Only then did Zhile understand why, during this period of time, Baicheng always smiled when he saw him.In a fit of rage, he dragged Baicheng to the toilet in the dormitory, and fought fiercely for several rounds until Baicheng's back ached and he begged for mercy.

After several missions were carried out, Zhile gradually merged with the team members even though he was unsmiling. Although each had his own personality, the veterans were very tolerant of him as a brat.On the one hand, this is because of his ability, on the other hand, it is also the reason for the defeat.

Baicheng knew these things well, but he didn't point them out, nor did he encourage them, he just let Zhile go.Now that Zhile has grown up, it's time to fly independently. Of course, besides being independent, she can also do other things.

As soon as Zhile came in, Baicheng smiled and said: "Son, what are you eating today?"

Zhile glared at Baicheng, puffing up her cheeks unhappily.

He really doesn't like Baicheng calling him his son now, it's not that his feelings have changed, but that after having such a relationship, he really doesn't want to be regarded as a child anymore.However, when he is on the bed, if he is down there, he really likes to be called "little daddy", especially when he is in orgasm, hugging his arm tightly and taking another bite, it is very comfortable.Whenever this time, it was Baicheng's turn to be unhappy.

"Eat fast food noodles!" Zhile said angrily, "Daddy, you are too picky!"

Baicheng was a little embarrassed by the words, sat up and smiled flatteringly: "Then go to the cafeteria, okay?"

Baicheng has a problem with being picky, and everyone in the team knows it.Of course he didn't dare when he was on combat readiness duty, but when he was on vacation, he started to "lawless".Especially with the recent change of seasons, when spring comes, people become lazy, and his appetite gets worse and worse. He often looks at the canteen with a pile of dishes and loses his appetite, but he wants to eat what he doesn't have.

Zhile felt sorry for Baicheng, and volunteered to learn cooking from the kitchen master, and sometimes asked the logistics to bring some vegetables that were not often bought.When he made the phone call for safety, he told the Red Army about this, how could Dad not be angry?After some earnest teaching, he came back and criticized the little dad.

When Baicheng heard it, he also felt that he had been too relaxed recently.As soon as he was on vacation, he unconsciously became lazy. This is not good, it can't keep up with the vitality of young people.Look at Zhile, after a day of training, he still went to the kitchen class to learn cooking with great energy, without any signs of fatigue.

"Little dad is wrong, we will all eat in the cafeteria from now on."

That's what I said, but when faced with the dish, Bai Cheng still couldn't help frowning, and stuffed rice grains into his mouth slowly, as if he was being tortured.

In Zhile's eyes, of course this appearance became pitiful, the words of the old man were circling in his mind, on the other hand, he felt soft-hearted.Of course he remembered how much little daddy doted on him.When he first joined the team, his body was inexplicably swollen, and he couldn't find out the reason, so he was almost sent back.

At that time, my dad gave him cold compresses and massages every day, argued with the team doctor, and quarreled with the South team, but he still smiled and said nothing to him.In the end, it was found to be a water quality problem. The water was too clean for him, and he was fine after desensitization treatment.

Thinking of how little daddy ran forward and back for him at that time, Zhile felt that he was just learning how to cook a la carte, what was it?

"Daddy, what do you want to eat?"

Baicheng opened his mouth, but finally shook his head, and said with a sad face: "Eating this is the same."

Zhile glanced at Baicheng, and said nothing more.

As a soldier, it is taboo to be picky, and this kind of atmosphere in the team can only be dared to exist in a defeated city. For any team member, first of all, he will be forced to eat something he doesn't like a hundred times, and then he will be cured.

After finally finishing his meal, Baicheng rushed back to the dormitory as if he had finished his sentence.Although the dormitory in the team is not as luxurious as when it was in the academy, it is quite good compared to ordinary soldiers. There are two people in one room, and of course Baicheng and Zhile are in one room.No one would suspect such an arrangement, but there would be some other troubles.

"Captain." The little boy's head poked out from the door, "Are we still on vacation?"

"Yes." Baicheng turned his head away from the computer, glanced at the flattering smile on the little white face, and said with a sneer, "Want to go to the street?"

"Hey, captain is wise."

Although there are no towns near the Qianlong resident, it only takes 10 minutes by car to reach a market, which has everything from the folks in the village.The soldiers of Qianlong will go shopping when they have nothing to do, which can be regarded as entertainment, especially the young ones, who feel boring after playing on the computer for a long time.

"Go." Baicheng replied weakly. He didn't eat much for lunch just now. He didn't dare to leave anything, so he ordered less. He was also glared at by the cooking squad leader, "Go early and return early, obey the discipline."

"Hey!" Xiaobailian saw Zhile returning with a lunch box in a blink of an eye, and asked, "Are you coming?"

"Where?"

"market."

"No." Zhile hesitated for a while, and then asked, "What's so interesting about the market?"

"You don't understand." The little boy thought for a while, and then showed an expression of envy and contempt alternately, "If I have a wife, I won't go out!"

"Little brat, what are you talking about!? Extraordinary"

A roar came from the dormitory, the little boy shrank his neck, and hurriedly slipped away.Zhile walked into the room and couldn't help laughing when he saw Baicheng's flushed face.When facing Zhihong Army last time, Baicheng acquiesced to Zhile's "marry". Can't live.

"Daddy, here you are."

Looking at the lunch box in front of him, Bai Cheng was stunned for a long time, and then showed a dumbfounding expression.Recently, he seems to be more and more used to being taken care of by Zhile. As an elder, he is really not qualified.

"It's not good." Baicheng put the lid on the lunch box again, and said helplessly, "I can't specialize."

"Nothing special." Zhile said with a normal face, "I did it."

Zhile's craftsmanship is really good, even the cooking squad leader praised him for his savvy, and the dishes he cooks are naturally delicious, not to mention picking out Baicheng's favorite taste.

Baicheng endured it for a while, swallowing saliva non-stop, still pressing the lid of the box hard: "No, it's not good to get used to it."

Zhile leaned over, hugged Baicheng's neck, and said, "You eat."

"Uh, not so good..."

"I made it."

"please do not?"

"Daddy!"

"Ok, I'll eat."

Seeing Baicheng happily open the lunch box and start to gobble it up, Zhile couldn't help but feel contemptuous: I have to persuade you every time, Xiao Dae, do you want to be the emperor?

However, contempt is contempt, next time I come back, I am afraid Zhile will still do it.

The peaceful life continues, and for Zhile, this kind of life is considered "peaceful and peaceful".Training and learning every day, he almost forgot how different this "world" was if the alarm didn't go off.