What should I do after interpenetrating with an old enemy?

Before the two of them decided to go back to Jing's house to play poker and discuss why, Jiang Feng hurried over.

Seeing his boss wearing a thin shirt and a military jacket only draped over his shoulders, he glanced at the medicine box and the blood-stained cotton ball on the low table, and his heart tightened.

"Boss, are you injured?"

"Small injury." Jing Xi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned his head to look at him, "Which battalion is it?"

Jiang Feng's face turned cold: "This man is from the third company of the garrison's mech unit, and his name is Zhang Jianli."

Jing Xi: "Call his immediate superior over here."

Jiang Feng: "The mecha unit is under Xu Zhou's management, but he asked for leave two days ago and hasn't returned yet."

"Xu Zhou?" Jing Xi recalled the garrison personnel structure table he had seen before, "Wang Liangong's assistant?"

Jiang Feng nodded: "It's said to be an assistant, but in fact he is basically in charge of the base's internal affairs, that waste Wang Liangong is not capable, he is the shopkeeper."

Jing Xi: "Find this person."

Jiang Feng responded, just turned around and turned back.

"Your injury—"

Jing Xi stroked his left arm, and said softly, "Chi Yao has already bandaged it for me."

Jiang Feng subconsciously looked at Chi Yao, who was sitting at the bar drinking, and seemed completely uninterested in their conversation.

The guy who left countless wounds on the boss will bandage the boss?

Weasels give New Year's greetings to chickens?

Chi Yao glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and casually shook the cup in his hand: "Are you scolding me in your heart?"

Jiang Feng: "...No."

When leaving, Jiang Feng thought of something, and said to Jing Xi: "I will bring him over as soon as I find someone. You rest first and I will let Lao Lu bring over the stewed chicken soup."

Jing Xi, who was about to go for a drink, said, "...No need."

But Jiang Feng didn't seem to hear this at all, and closed the door thoughtfully and left.

Seeing his rare sluggish expression, Chi Yao almost choked on a sip of wine stuck in his throat.

"Cough, cough—hahahaha—"

The boredom of the night suddenly disappeared.

Jing Xi walked over with a sullen face, sat across from him, and poured wine from a glass.

"very funny?"

After Chi Yao laughed enough, he nodded solemnly: "Isn't it funny?"

Jing Xi picked up the wine glass, and he drank a third of the strong baijiu in one gulp.

He frowned slightly as he smelled a fresh fruity scent in his nose.

Apple brandy?

Jing Xi looked up and said, "Do you like fruit wine?"

"I can't say I like it. I thought the smell was similar to your pheromone." Chi Yao played with the cup in his hand, looked at him and smiled, "But the fruity aroma is not pure, and the wine taste is not strong enough, you are better smell."

Jing Xi tightened his fingers holding the wine glass, and took another sip expressionlessly.

Chi Yao, a libertine, is always too direct at such times.

The omega that he said so before would probably fall into his hands.

Jing Xi said with a blank expression, "If you want to hear it, tell it straight."

Chi Yao raised his eyebrows, "You don't look so generous" was written brightly in his eyes.

Jing Xi: "One hundred credits will be deducted."

Chi Yao: "...it's a pity that you don't come to be a star thief."

With a stomach full of words, unable to ask or speak, but could only chat about something, Jing Xi picked up the wine glass, but Chi Yao snatched the wine glass before touching his mouth.

"The wound hasn't healed yet, so drink less, Major General." Chi Yao poured out the wine, "If there is a scar, you have to compensate me with two hundred."

Jing Xi: "..."

His eyes swept over Chi Yao's hand.

The back of the hand was red in streaks, and the skin was even broken in some places.

"What happened to your hand?" Jing Xi asked.

Chi Yao didn't care much and said, "It was washed."

Jing Xi frowned, remembering the first time he went to Jiying's hometown, Fang Liang said that Chi Yao couldn't see blood for a few days a month.

He recalled Chi Yao's sentence "Don't let me see you bleed again" at night.

Maybe it's not just those days when you can't see blood, but those days are particularly serious?

After drinking the wine, his anger subsided, and Chi Yao was about to go back to his room.

"and many more."

Jing Xi called him to stop, got up and went to the living room.

Chi Yao watched him pick out a few things from the open medical box, then came back and sat on the high stool next to him.

"Give me your hand."

Jing Xi unscrewed the lid of the ointment and spread out his palms.

Chi Yao: "Why, you want to apply medicine to me?"

"Reciprocity is a courtesy." Jing Xi lied expressionlessly, "I don't want to owe you."

Chi Yao remained unmoved, got up and left.

"I like that you owe me."

Jing Xi was not in a hurry, looked at his back and said slowly, "After taking the medicine, I'll let you take pictures."

Chi Yao paused.

One minute later, he sat on the high stool and spread his hands obediently.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

Jing Xi took a little ointment on a cotton swab and wiped it on the broken skin.

"Bone melting water."

Chi Yao: "..."

Jing Xi applied the medicine very carefully, and from his angle, he could just see the other party's slender eyelashes and tall nose bridge.

The skin is like an egg that has been peeled off its shell, and it feels very special to the touch.

Chi Yao's throat was a little dry, and he suddenly missed the days when he was in Jing Xi's body.

Calculating the time, two days should have passed.

When Lu Meng came over with the chicken soup, there was no one in the living room.

He stretched his neck to look upstairs, thought for a while and still didn't bother, put a cup of chicken soup into the safe, shook his head and sighed.

The boss is sick and injured again. I don't know if the chickens in this container are enough to eat.

Back in the dormitory, he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep with worry, ran to the dormitory building of the vanguard unit overnight, and woke everyone up with a horn.

A large group of people lined up in the indoor training ground on the first floor, everyone was tense and ready for enemy attacks at any time.

Lu Meng stood at the front with his hands behind his back.

"The consumption of chickens is huge these days, and the supply may be in short supply. From tomorrow, one to five teams of our vanguard will be responsible for collecting eggs, and six to ten teams will supervise the hatching of chicks, and strive to double the number within a month!"

Straightforward soldiers: "Okay!"

Lu Meng: "Do you have confidence?!"

Soldiers: "Yes!"

Lu Meng: "Very good!"

Carrying the stolen chicken, Li Yuan passed by in the corridor: "Oh, crazy."

Lu Meng/Bing buddies: "..."

Anyone who dares to steal the boss's chicken is the enemy!

In the main building, Chi Yao returned to his room.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard the iron bear's noise.

"This question is 8!"

Tie Xiong sat cross-legged at the low table in front of the sofa, with his workbook spread out in front of him, trying to count his fingers.

The hidden guard slept behind him, dutifully making a fur cushion.

Tie Xiong: "One one gets one, one two gets two, two plus five equals eight... I counted three times, and it's 8!"

There is a small black mirror next to the exercise book.

As he said eight, the mirror showed a scornful expression.

"I was right." Tie Xiong muttered, and counted again, "The boss said that I did everything right, you must be wrong!"

"Oh, little fool."

The black mirror made a slightly hoarse boy's voice, but the tone was not very friendly.

Tie Xiong was so angry that he stretched out his hand and grabbed the mirror: "You are the idiot!"

The black mirror jumped back and turned into a small black ball.

The iron bear jumped several times, but couldn't reach it anyway.

"Yinwei, suffocated, help me get it!"

The hidden guard glanced at it, covered his face with his front paws, and continued to sleep.

Chi Yao who was watching: "..."

This little chatterbox.

People talk a lot more foolishly.

In the middle of the night, he leaned against the bed and opened the latest photo in the album.

In the photo, Jing Xi is sitting in front of the bar with his chin resting on his back, looking lazily at the camera.

The top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and his beautiful collarbone was looming. He wore a military jacket with black background and gold trim on his shoulders. His long hair was loose and a few strands fell on his forehead.

Maybe because he was drunk, his expression looked a little more lazy than usual, his eyes were half closed, and the eyelashes at the end of his eyes were slightly raised.

The eyes are like ice hooks hiding the soul, cold and seductive.

Chi Yao watched for a minute, and his heartbeat gradually lost control.

It seemed as if he could smell the clear aroma of wine on the other party's body.

"This monster."

Got a nice photo, though my hands were wiped.

This wave is fine.

Chi Yao's eyes glanced at the wound on the back of his hand, and then he moved his nose to smell it.

A faint strawberry flavor.

"..."

What kind of ointment is this, is it reliable?

Eye-washing pictures, it turns out, work better than children's books.

As soon as Chi Yao lay down, he fell asleep before opening the children's book.

The next day, he woke up from the heat.

He has never been used to turning on the constant temperature system, which will make him lose his judgment on the environment.

Usually there are hidden guards, and the temperature is just right, but now there is an extra heating element, and the temperature in the bed is out of control.

Chi Yao opened his eyes helplessly, and threw the iron bear lying on his body onto Yinwei's back.

Children's body temperature is very high, which is more effective than a hot water bottle.

He threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and went to take a shower.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I checked the time, it was not yet 7 o'clock.

Must be too hot relationship.

Chi Yao lay back, ready to go back to sleep.

But this time, I couldn't sleep at all.

He sat up again, stroked his hair casually, put on his clothes and went downstairs.

There was no one in the living room outside.

At this point, Jing Xi should still be doing morning exercises.

Chi Yao turned and went to the gym.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he heard a knocking sound.

A wooden stick as thick as an arm snapped.

Jing Xi stopped, heard the voice and looked towards the door.

"So early today?"

Chi Yao leaned against the door and said lazily, "You brought the oil bottle here, and you expect me to sleep well?"

"You can give it to me if you don't like it." Jing Xi picked up a towel to wipe off his sweat, "I'm short of a hot water bottle under the bed."

Chi Yao's eyes slid along the sweat beads on his forehead to his neck.

"I like children so much, I will give birth to one myself."

Jing Xi: "I don't have that ability."

Chi Yao smiled: "Can't you just find an omega and have a baby?"

"Until I find that bastard, I won't get married." Jing Xi threw the towel on the equipment beside him, and waved at Chi Yao, "Come here, do you have two tricks?"

"I'm afraid that your wound will open and you will make me take the blame again."

Having said that, people have already passed by.

By the time the two of them came out smelling of sweat, several people were already sitting in the living room on the first floor.

Tie Xiong and Yinwei were two foodies sitting at the dining table, almost buried their faces in the bowl.

On the black mirror in front of them, another look of disdain appeared.

Chunqin walked out of the kitchen with a plate, saw them coming out, and said, "Are you hungry? Just finished it, let's eat first."

The room was full of fragrance, and both of their stomachs were growling.

Jiang Feng had something to report, and he wanted to wait until Jing Xi had dinner, but Jing Xi went to the living room, and the meaning was obvious.

It is always difficult to change what the boss decides.

Jiang Feng swept across the Jiying people in the restaurant, and said in a low voice, "As soon as our people discovered Xu Zhou, Xu Zhou came to the base by himself."

Jing Xi: "Where are you now?"

Jiang Feng: "He asked for leave because of the epidemic, and is now being checked in the security check hall."

Jing Xi narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's stuck, take it directly to my office later."

Jiang Feng: "Yes."

In the restaurant, Chi Yao took a sip of the coffee Chunqin made.

"It's a bit bitter."

Chunqin: "I brew it according to your usual taste."

Chi Yao said casually, "His brew is sweeter and more fragrant than yours."

Putting down the cup, I saw a smile on Chunqin's lips from the corner of the eye. He picked up the sandwich and took a bite: "What are you laughing at?"

Chunqin stirred the coffee in her hand: "Last night, I left Building 1 at 10 o'clock in the morning."

"?Hard."

Chi Yao swallowed in one gulp and suddenly paused.

and many more!

Chunqin didn't leave until 1 o'clock, so what he said to Jingxi——

Chunqin put down the small spoon, and gracefully took a sip from the cup.

"From the perspective of your rival, your performance is completely unqualified."

Chi Yao: "..."

Chunqin put down the cup, with a smile in her voice.

"From the perspective of love, your performance is not up to standard."

Chi Yao: "..."