Chapter 12: He is immune to me

"Really?" Shen Sheng stared at Xiao Jing intently, seemingly questioning what she said.
Xiao Jing's expression on her face was well controlled. Almost in the eyes of outsiders, she had no fear of the majesty of the tall man in front of her, but only she knew that her heart was like being sternly held by her. She Not even dare to come out.
"I will make the best judgment based on your performance evaluation, and you can go back." Shen Shengfeng set his eyes on the folder on the table and stopped looking at the other person.
Xiao Jingxi retracted her eyes, and she pulled her head and was ready to leave.
"Wait a moment." The man's voice echoed again in the room.
Xiao Jing's body instinctively stopped advancing, but unfortunately her leg seemed to be kicked by her own brain once again, and then left with her right foot, rubbing Shen Shengfeng's shoulder and falling to the ground go with.
When a person encounters danger, he will crazyly keep alive the chance, so when Xiao Jing subconsciously grabs the arm of this Buddha, she can't blame her for being indifferent.
Shen Shengfeng noticed Xiao Jing's approach, his eyes gathered, and the other's hand had touched his arm. The next moment, he came up with a hug and hung directly on his body.
"" Quiet, the space image is held down by the freeze button.
Under the touch of zero distance, Xiao Jing suddenly felt that this person's muscles were very comfortable to touch. It may be a natural female nature, and she forgot to let go for a while.
Shen Shengfeng looked back and pushed away the little soldier who was close to him without thinking, a look of horror like a ghost.
"" Mum, the space is silently embarrassingly silent.
Shen Shengfeng saw his motionless pestle in front of him, time flicked away every minute and a second, but this man was no different!
Xiao Jing blinked. He did so, and he really disliked his physical contact!
Shen Shengfeng frowned slightly, and looked at the other person's eyes from top to bottom, and there was a flare in his pupils.
Xiao Jing was stared blankly, and was busy explaining: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, it was slippery, and the soles of my feet were too slippery." She said she tried to rub the floor with her feet.
Shen Shengfeng still said nothing, his eyes were hotter than before.
Xiao Jing swallowed and asked tentatively, "Is there anything else for the sir?"
Shen Shengfeng raised his hand, and unquestionably approached Xiao Jing, finally holding his face.
Xiao Jing's pupils were dilated and his face was a little painful. He seemed to be holding on to himself with strength. He had to look at him for nothing, so what kind of thought did he have of himself?
I used to hear uncles and uncles mention the hidden crisis in the barracks, and we must always beware of our comrades-in-arms, and we cannot guarantee which one day we want to be wrong.
Is this one meter nine, Qi Yuxuan Ang, um, looks handsome and handsome, Yushu is facing the wind, and the eight-pack abs has a sense of himself?
How to do? Do you want to resist?
But seeing his pinching so seriously, if he doesn't agree with him, will he use his fist as big as a punching bag to talk to him about life?
Shen Shengfeng's brow frowned and tightened gradually, he gradually let go of his hand, and gave him a surprised glance, still the same as before.
He looked at Xiao Jing's face again, except that he was a little bit reddened by himself, and had no reaction as before.
He asked, "How do you feel?"
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Xiao Jing's two big eyes flickering, how does he want to feel? Does it feel as if you are drinking like a hundred years old?
Shen Shengfeng watched him startled and went straight to the desk, so he just picked up the folder on the desk with his bare hands.
In a hurry, the white smoke billowed, but in just a few seconds, the complete folder just turned into a instantly and scattered with the wind.
"" Xiao Jing seemed to watch a special effects movie, and her body took a step. She felt that her face was sore and painful in panic.
Shen Shengfeng once again picked up the cup on the table. Instantly, the cup melted into a pool of water without solid form.
"Gum." Xiao Jing swallowed her mouth and the corners of her mouth began to tremble. She covered her face, why was it suddenly so painful? Is it rotten?
Shen Shengfeng stopped tentatively, clenched his hands into fists and turned his back to Xiao Jing. He said, "You can go."
Xiao Jing's feet were a bit stiff, and she didn't know if she was being dragged by something.
Shen Shengfeng glanced at the motionless figure and said coldly, "Don't leave yet?"
"Yes, sir." Xiao Jing ran out of the dormitory.
When breathing the fresh air outside the door, Xiao Jing almost lay on the window and carefully looked at her face. She was still as beautiful as ever, and she patted her chest with anxiety.
The room was quiet, Shen Shengfeng was sitting on a chair, and his gloved hand hit the desktop lightly. He looked at the clean and simple information on the computer screen, his eyes were getting darker.
"Ding" telephone ringing echoed in the room.
"Why did General Shen have so much time to come to me today?" The man's joking voice came from the earpiece.
"I seem to know what is special about Xiao Jing." Shen Shengfeng opened his door and saw the mountain road.
The other party hesitated for a moment before finally speaking quietly, "So fast? How did you know?"
"It's amazing, he's immune to me!"
Without a reply, the call seemed to be hung up.
Shen Shengfeng was silent, waiting for the other party's reply.
"Ahem, how did you know this?"
Shen Shengfeng looked at his hand. How long hasn't he touched a creature like this at zero distance? It seemed like a long, long time, long enough that he had forgotten the feeling after that close contact.
"He touched me." Shen Shengfeng did not intend to hide.
"Heck, touched you? Where did you touch? Hand or body?"
"Does this matter?"
"Why doesn't it matter? When did you touch it?" The other's smiley voice came out.
Shen Sheng froze for a moment. From the beginning, he was a cold-hearted man who was not allowed to enter. No one dared to approach him, even his comrades-in-arms, and no one dared to touch him.
But in front of this Xiao Jing, he was broken fortification twice in a row.