Chapter 232: Still done

"I was not taken medicine at that time?" Cheng Haoyue angered and refuted.
"Well, after your father's business is over, are you just mine?" Gong Yeyi continued to ask.
At this point, Cheng Haoyue was speechless, but she still muttered, "I am not something."
"Don't talk nonsense, take off." This is not a discussion, but an unquestionable tone.
Cheng Haoyue was ashamed to die, or changed a pot of clean hot water, feeling that his brain was screaming, she had to have a heart, and when she closed her eyes, she took off his trousers. He wore her underwear. Sway in her eyes.
"Continue to take off." The sound of the palace night screams again.
Cheng Haoyue bombed, and the man’s request was too much!
She is willing to smear her body, so that she will not even wipe it here.
Gong Ye night is trying to wipe her, he tightened the eyebrows, "What the are you doing, hurry up, wipe me out and sleep, I am almost sleepy."
Cheng Haoyue wants a crazy rhythm.
Ten minutes later, Cheng Haoyue's face turned red and entered the bathroom. The glass mirror reflected her red face with red blood and her red earrings.
God! She doesn't want to live, she wants to die.
However, she had to wash the man's head. She changed a basin of water. The palace nightingale was already lying on the edge of the bed. He lowered his head slightly. Cheng Haoyue came over with water, put a chair on it, and shampooed him. .
Gong Ye night's closed double eyes, probably really tired, Cheng Haoyue carefully and carefully washed his head, and took a hair dryer to blow dry, a spirit of ink shines, Cheng Haoyue took a towel to wipe him a hand Face, and this time, Gong Ye night is already tired and asleep.
After Cheng Haoyue finished, she discovered that she had made a sweat.
Sitting in front of the bed, looking at the man who was sleeping calmly, but forgot the things that had just been embarrassed, she only hoped that he would get better soon, only hope that he would not have to experience pain and sweat, tired when he fell asleep.
This man, in the eyes of outsiders, is invincible, but at the moment, in front of her, just like a child.
In the base.
The interrogation of these days has finally progressed. The night is not polite to the six prisoners. When he ordered the punishment of them, Ren Biao and Gong Momo stood by the railing and watched with their own eyes. I originally wanted to let Miyamo Mou avoid it, but she didn't, as if she was strong enough to make the night cool.
Ren Biao also needs her to help her translation. Gong Momo is really scared. Moreover, she also saw the night cool under his handsome and handsome appearance, the cold and cruel side, of course, facing the prisoner, he I must come up with this momentum.
Ren Biao is admiring him, but Gong Momo is a little scared. The night is cold and pinching the jaw of a prisoner. The force hurts the prisoner and screams. After five days of interrogation, the result finally came.
The six prisoners came with a spying purpose. Of course, they want to return to their country, and it has not been so easy.
When I came out of the training room, it was just nine o'clock in the evening. Gong Momo rushed to a place and couldn't help but retched.
Ren Biao has seen various scenes, although the smell inside is unpleasant, accompanied by a strong smell, but she still bears.
Although Miyamo Mou endured, but when she came out, she was about to endure the spit.
From the night of the night, the coolness of the night walked to her side calmly, "Momo, is it uncomfortable?" After that, he must reach out and shoot her.
"Don't..." Gong Momo screamed, accompanied by an uncomfortable retching, and said to him, "Don't touch me."
The cold hand of the night fell in the air, he knew that she should be abandoning the blood of those prisoners in his hand!
still is? She doesn't like his touch yet? He retracted his hand stiffly, and his voice was still low, revealing concern.
"After I go back, I will give you some tea."
At this time, Ren Biao came over and looked at Gong Momo with some dissatisfaction. "Not so delicate! Can this be scared?"
The cold eyes of the night stunned, and some did not like the tone.
"I'm fine... I'm fine... Go back!" Gong Momo wiped his mouth and stood up and walked in the direction of the car.
Ren Biao felt the side, the cool figure of the night took the lead to catch up, her chest was tight, these days, she did not find his excessive care and attention to Gong Momo, perhaps because this girl is The sister of his good friend, but in the eyes of Ren Biao, this concern has exceeded the line.
Even she knows that Gong Momo’s room is next door to his room. This treatment originally belonged to her. Why did you let Miyamo Mou enjoy it?
Or, is this a cool and deliberate row? If you don't see Gong Momo these days, many times around the base and a few small soldiers chaos, Ren Biao suspects that they are in contact.
Back in the dormitory, Gong Momo quickly picked up the clothes and went to the bathroom. She washed her head from the head to the feet and returned to the room. Because of the lack of women's products in the army, she could only wait for the natural hair to dry. Sitting in front of the windy window, she stared at the starry sky and started to stay.
Such a starry night sky is brighter and more fascinating than in a big city.
In the bathroom.
The night sizzling was also washed from head to toe, especially for his hands. He washed it extra times. Because of the tone that Gong Momo just disliked, he scrubbed tightly and wanted to put the prisoner above. The breath is completely washed.
Turning off the water, the bathroom is not bright, his strong and straight body is as perfect as the sun Apollo, he took the towel and dried it, and put on a new clean clothes.
He walked past the door of Gong Momo's house, and his hand was carrying a cup of hot water. "Head, the water you want is good."
"Is it sugar?"
"Let's go."
The night was cold, and the thin lips were lightly sip. The soup in this base is not as good as the hotel. Some spicy throats, I hope this little steamed bread can drink a few more.
He knocked on the door of Gong Momo.
Gong Momo heard the knock on the door, wrinkled and frowned and opened the door. He did not accidentally see the night of the door with a cup of soup.
"Can I send it?"
In the past few days, she did not let him step into her room. He really didn't know what the little girl was insisting on. It seems that the strangeness between them was terrible.
Gong Momo nodded and then asked him, "Can we go back tomorrow?"
"Yes." The night screamed, and inside, but a little surprised, she always wanted to leave here?
The night chills looked at her with some distress. "Isn't the facilities here so you don't like it?"
"I think my brother and I are awkward." Gong Momo licked his lips.