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Wen Tian felt that he was very unlucky.

He shouldn't have agreed to come with Shen Zhixu, this person has always been uneasy and kind.

Wen Tian pursed his lips nervously, sweat dripped from his temples, and his lips turned a bright red.

Seeing that Shen Zhixu was approaching, Wen Tian immediately stopped him: "Don't, don't come here."

His voice was trembling, and it sounded extremely pitiful.

Shen Zhixu sneered and said, "I won't do anything to you, why do you look like you're about to cry."

Shen Zhixu squatted down next to the cardboard box, and his callused fingertips brushed over Wen Tian's glands one by one. Wen Tian shrank his neck, his frail and boneless body trembling constantly.

Wen Tian raised his damp eyes, and said bravely, "Shen Zhixu, if you touch me again, I'll go to the prosecution room to expose you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Wen Tian carefully observed Shen Zhixu's expression, even if he showed a slight hesitation, it would let him know that Shen Zhixu was afraid of him exposing, but he was disappointed in the end.

It was obviously a threat, but the man in front of him laughed instead, as if mocking his stupidity.

"Then you should go and talk."

Shen Zhixu squeezed his jaw hard, pushing the soft flesh of his cheeks up, "See if anyone will believe you."

Wen Tian was taken aback for a moment, and the wet marks in his eyes became heavier.

What Shen Zhixu said was right, if he said it, not only would no one believe him, but they would also treat him as a lunatic talking nonsense.

Because Shen Zhixu was hypocritical and gentle in front of everyone, he would only speak harshly to him.

Thinking of this, Wen Tian felt a little wronged again: "Do you hate me that much?"

Shen Zhixu paused, then raised his lips strangely, and said softly, "Of course not, why do you think so, I just want you to be obedient."

When he said this, his tone was sly, like a scurrying poisonous snake, which made Wen Tian tremble unconsciously. Shen Zhixu noticed it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Wen Tian was in a daze, and murmured: "I don't want to listen to you..."

Shen Zhixu's upturned mouth suddenly pressed down.

Rough fingers caressed Wen Tian's cheek, intending to teach him a lesson, but suddenly there was a soft sound of the lock spring springing open at the door, Shen Zhixu stopped and looked back vigilantly, with disturbed irritability on his face .

--someone is coming.

Shen Zhixu seemed to be gnashing his teeth a bit: "I don't know if I should praise you for your luck."

He is not afraid of Wen Tian exposing him outside, because no one has seen and confirmed it with his own eyes.But if people see what he is doing now, all the illusions he created before will fall short.

He's not going to fold it here yet.

Shen Zhixu was a little bit reluctant, but he still let go of Wen Tian. He unscrewed the handle of the window, stepped on the window lattice and turned out.At the same time, the door was opened.

Two men stood at the door.

One of them was wearing a straight military uniform with a badge on his shoulder, which was an obvious sign of an adjutant.

The other person is wearing a black training uniform, high-top boots, tall, with a clear throat and jaw on the neckline, and a training mask on his face, revealing a pair of eyes with very light pupils. Underneath it is like a thin layer of turpentine.

"I heard a voice, but I didn't expect someone to be there."

The adjutant couldn't hide his surprise, and looked at Wen Tian: "Why did you sit in a cardboard box and lock the door behind you?"

Wen Tian's head was about to smoke, and he didn't know how to explain it, so he stammered, "It was intentional, accidental."

The man glanced at the wide open window calmly, then slowly looked away, looked at Wen Tian in the cardboard box, looked at it for a few seconds, and said calmly, "Pei En, Band-Aid."

"A Band-Aid? What do you want a Band-Aid for?"

Pei En asked, and took out the band-aid from his belt.

He often goes on temporary missions, and it is common for him to get scars on his body, so he will habitually prepare some convenient hemostatic powder and band-aids on his body before departure.

The man took the bandage and the medicine bottle from him, walked towards Wen Tian, ​​held Wen Tian's wrist with one hand, supported his waist with the other, and pulled Wen Tian up with a little force.

When Wen Tian put on his shoes with a blushing face, Jiang Jing ordered lightly, "Sit down."

Wen Tian was dumbfounded, and replied foolishly: "Okay."

The man squatted down, held Wen Tian's calf, and after seeing Wen Tian's slightly surprised and dazed expression, he squeezed his leg in a strange way.

Feeling Wen Tian's resistance, the man came back to his senses and increased his strength: "Don't move around."

Wen Tian didn't dare to move immediately, he watched Jiang Jing open the medicine bottle, sprinkled powder on his bruised and bleeding ankle, and then put on a band-aid.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect, but the painful ankle has improved a lot.

Wen Tian: "Thank you, I'm much better."

The voice is very soft, light and soft, and there is an unconscious trailing sound, as if she is acting like a baby.

The man frowned and didn't respond.

Obviously someone else took advantage of him, yet he foolishly thanked others.

what do you think.

Pei En put the hemostatic bottle back into his belt, turned to the man and said, "General, time is running out, let's go."

Before the man had any reaction, the smile on Wen Tian's face disappeared suddenly, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, "What do you call him? Admiral, Admiral?"

Pei En nodded, not knowing why, and said: "This is the first time for the general to come, you may not have seen it yet."

Wen Tian was stunned, and Lin Zhuoyu's romantic tone seemed to ring in his ears again.

The man in front of him seemed to gradually match the rumored manic and vicious admiral—the new admiral who would disfigure omega.

Seeing his strange expression, Pei En couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter? Your complexion is a bit ugly."

"It's nothing."

Wen Tian almost shut down for several seconds before reacting, his mind went blank and said: "I, I'm leaving."

When he said this, he didn't even dare to raise his eyes, and hurriedly walked past the man with his head buried, as if he was running away.

The man stood where he was, watching his hurried back disappear from sight, raised his eyelids, and glanced at Pei En, "Do you think I'm scary?"

Pei En was not sure what it meant, touched his head, and replied cautiously: "No."

The man stretched out his hand, pointing at Wen Tian's back with his thin fingers, "Then why did he run so fast after he knew it was me?"

Pei En seriously speculated: "Maybe it's because you are too handsome, he dare not get along with you face to face."

The man glanced at him with a cold face: "If you talk nonsense again, you can clean the public toilet."

Pei En howled miserably: "Obviously you asked me, okay?"

Howling stopped after a few seconds, Pei En sniffed unnaturally, "Wait a minute, general, do you smell it? It seems to smell like omega pheromones."

After coming out of the storage warehouse, Wen Tian staggered towards the base.

The base began to rain again, and the fine rain shrouded into a vast expanse of whiteness, like frost.The hair hanging in front of his eyes became sticky after a while, Wen Tian muttered: "...I feel so uncomfortable."

For some reason, he felt breathless and weak, and he had to exert great effort to lift his fingers. The air exhaled from his red lips was hot and thin, and his cheeks were pink from the steam.

Wen Tian thought dully for a long time before he figured out why he had this symptom.

He may be, because Shen Zhixu made the fever period earlier.

Realizing this, Wen Tian felt ashamed and cursed without any deterrent effect.

Wen Tian shook his head, resisting the discomfort, and returned to the team.

There were more training in the actual combat department than he had imagined, plus there were thorns from time to time that he didn't train well, and the instructor didn't announce the disbandment until almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Wen Tian was already dripping with sweat, his ankles wrapped in cotton white socks were shaking slightly, and he was almost unable to stand still.

He, he needs to use the inhibitor immediately.

Licking his reddened lips, Wen Tian walked towards the convenience store outside the school, his face full of hope turned gloomy after seeing the sign that the inhibitors were sold out.

"There has been a problem with the partner's factory in the past few days, and the purchase is relatively small. Come early tomorrow." The salesperson apologized.

Wen Tian nodded weakly, he was dizzy, his white ears were red and hot, and his eyelashes were soaked with wet marks, he didn't know what to do.

His home is more than an hour away from here, and his fever can't last for such a long time.

Wen Tian had some difficulty breathing. There were several villas near the training base, and the people living there were nothing more than some high-ranking officials. He usually wouldn't even dare to go there, but now he walked there without hesitation.

"Ding dong."

With powdery fingertips, he rang the doorbell.

After about 5 minutes, there was the sound of footsteps kicking in the room. Wen Tian swallowed nervously, and when he was wondering which high-ranking official would be inside, the door suddenly opened.

It was a man several times his age.

Wearing a well-fitting white shirt, he was tall and strong, a little taller than ordinary men. His eyes under the black eyelashes were as dark as ink, as cold and aggressive as hunting.

The man glanced down coldly, and when he saw Wen Tian, ​​he tightened his fingers on the door lock.

Thinking that the man wanted to close the door, after all, anyone who sees a stranger knocking on the door in the middle of the night will not look good, so Wen Tian took a step closer anxiously.

He raised his eyes in a daze, his voice was too soft, and he said in a small voice: "First, don't close the door."

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