Chapter 1565: Insidious Feng Yingdi (9)

Feng Feng thanked her, hung up the phone, and looked at the sleeping woman again.
The year of special training, even the year Xia Yang did not know.
Who in the army has this right?
Ink cloud.
Except for him, probably no one else.
Feng Feng thoughtfully drove back, then took Qiao Yaruan back to the room and went to the bathroom to help her with warm water.
"Wake up first, and then go to bed after taking a shower." Feng Feng whispered.
Unfortunately, Qiao Yaruan was already asleep now.
Feng Feng helped Qiao Yaruan take a bath and hug her out. After watching the time, it was already 12:30.
But he took his cell phone and went out.
"I'm sorry to call you in the middle of the night." Feng Feng apologized politely.
"Say it." Shui Yunyun was not angry.
"Qiao Yaruan had one year of special training before joining the army. This was never before, did you know?" Feng Feng said as he opened the door.
The man over there paused for a while, and never spoke.
Feng Feng's hand holding the phone tightened a bit.
"Special training may seem unexpected to you a lot of times, but it's normal for us, but you don't know those special training people, you think Qiao Yaruan is a special case." Shui Yunyun said slowly.
"You mean, that year, she was really in special training?" Feng Feng Shensheng said.
"It's true, what happened?" Shui Yunyun asked.
"It's okay, just curious about her year?" Feng Feng bowed her head, still in the eyes of her rude utterance.
At that moment, she hated herself and hated him, but why?
"It's better to cherish the present than to be curious about the past." Shui Moyun said, "Is there anything else?"
"No, thank you." Feng Feng said, took the phone, looked up again.
Just-training?
The awakened ink cloud makes it difficult to fall asleep again.
Three years ago, it was the same rainy night.
He still remembers that Qiao Yaruan stood raining downstairs for one night.
Two years ago, it was the same rainy night.
He remembered that the fire might have swallowed more than just a wooden house.
Qiao Yaruan woke up the next morning and almost forgot where he was? She reached out and tapped her forehead, watching the changed pajamas.
What happened yesterday?
Qiao Yaruan knocked on his head and got up, as if drinking too much, then?
Qiao Yaruan got up and got out of bed, going out leisurely.
"Well, ancestor, you are awake, just for dinner." Feng Feng flattered, and pulled the chair for her personally.
After Qiao Yaruan sat down, he lay directly on the table. "Did I drink too much yesterday?"
"Well, you also know that you drink too much, and you want to eat kebabs and milk tea." Feng Feng yelled.
"What nonsense, my sister's wine is fine." Qiao Yaruan said, rolling her eyes, "You picked me up from the bar yesterday?"
Feng Feng put his hand down on the plate for a moment, and looked at Qiao Yaruan with a little anxiety: "Bar, do you only remember the bar?"
"Yeah, I called Xiaoluozi for a drink yesterday, ah, yes, and your business, did you link up with your fiancee again?" Qiao Yaruan suddenly asked loudly.
Feng Feng hurriedly put down the plate, and then walked to Qiao Yaruan, "daughter, do you know what day was yesterday?"