Outright Favoritism Chapter 1223: : Are you connoting me?

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Zong Zhan retracted his gaze and glanced at the topographic map, "Si Luo gave it?"

"Yes." Xiong Ze Xianbao clicked on it several times, "With this, if we copy from these three breads, we will definitely be able to catch turtles in the urn."

Zong Zhan raised his head, looked at the woman who was laughing tremblingly not far away, and pursed his lips: "Go, let the person who didn't sleep last night go back to the tent and rest for three hours."

Xiong Ze carefully collected the topographic map, and led the orders to urge everyone to rest quickly.

In an instant, everyone sitting in a circle got into their tents.

On the originally lively lawn, only Xi Luo and Gu Chen stared at each other in an embarrassing manner.

"Reporter Xi, come in."

At this time, Zong Zhan opened the curtain and shouted.

Siluo turned her head and asked lazily: "What's the matter?"

"It's about your other identity." Zong Zhan bagged with one hand, his expression was very serious, "Come or not?"

Gu Chen shook his head and slapped his tongue at Silo, "Fuck, do you really have another identity?"

Si Luo ignored her and stood up quickly and walked towards Zong Zhan.

In the tent, the light is unknown, only the small air-permeable window on the roof leaks a faint light.

Siluo stood at the door, looking around the small tent of only three or four square meters, and was stung by heart.

The conditions are so hard that she feels distressed.

Zong Zhan walked to the bed frame made of several wooden boards, and snarled at it, "Will you sleep?"

"Not sleepy." Shi Luohuan chested her chest and rubbed her toes on the ground. "You are not a human being. You asked me to come in to sleep with you?"

Zong Zhan leaned on his waist and sat on the half-upright log, took out the cigarette case and glanced at her distractedly, "You don't mind if you want to accompany me."

Siluo turned around and was about to leave. If she occupies the small broken bed less than one meter, the man might have to sleep on the grass.

As soon as she opened the door curtain, Zong Zhan's call sounded slowly behind her, "Si Luo, can you please stop me, I have a terrible backache..."

The hand that lifted the curtain was so paused in the air. The next second, the woman leaned forward and left the tent.

Zong Zhan frowned, distraught.

Women's occasional anger and trouble, as long as they are within a reasonable range, men can be regarded as small pleasures between lovers.

However, regardless of the occasion or location, the frequency will inevitably make people feel helpless and bored.

Zong Zhan is patient with Shi Luo, but in special times, he can't be fettered by the love of his children, and he doesn't have so much energy to coax her.

The man closed his eyes and squeezed his eyebrows. The cigarettes fluttered across his fingertips, but he didn't smoke a bit.

When the rustling voice sounded again, Zong Zhan did not open his eyes, but murmured, "Say."

No one spoke, but the sound of footsteps got closer and closer.

Zong Zhan frowned and lifted his eyelids, looking at the slim figure of Silo.

His eyes flickered slightly, his previous complex emotions were broken by some unspeakable feelings, "How come back?"

Silo was holding a plaster, mineral water and pills, which were obviously brought by her.

"A person like you just wants to face and suffer." Silo crouched behind his back, chattering endlessly, "If you are sick, you should sit in the back and have to run out and do it."

Zong Zhan's throat rolled, supporting his knees with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "The last time, there must be a beginning and an end."

"What is the last time?" Silo put a plaster on him, then handed him the pills and mineral spring book, "You came here bravely?"

Zong Zhan: "..."

He took the painkiller and looked up at the woman who was pinching his waist in front of him, "Can't you say something good?"

Si Luo wanted to be bitter, but couldn't bear it, so she turned her face away and urged lukewarmly, "You hurry to sleep, I'll go..."

"Together." Zong Zhan tugged her forearm, and her figure was reflected in her deep eyes, "have you never rested since entering the mountain last night?"

Siluo nodded, "It's not a big deal not to sleep for one night, it used to be the most..."

"You used to be young anyway." Zong Zhan said as he dragged her to the wooden bed.

Siluo faintly stared at his back, and asked without a smile, "Are you saying I'm older?"

The man didn't speak up, he seemed to have acquiesced.

Siluo squinted to kick him, but saw his slow footsteps, and then retracted his feet angrily.

The taste of falling in love is actually not that great.

She was scrupulous and worried, and she couldn't do it rashly.

In the end, Shi Luo was still pulled by Zong Zhan and lay on a small simple broken bed, "Lie down for a while without being sleepy, just as rejuvenating."

The bed is too small to allow them to lie side by side.

Siluo looked at the tent above her head, feeling a little sour and sweet.

I don't know how long it took, she turned her head to her side, and the man's even breathing seemed to have fallen asleep.

Si Luo turned sideways, her gaze fell on Zong Zhan's face, the more she watched, the happier she became.

Actually, men nowadays are definitely not handsome.

The clothes were stained with dust and the lower jaw was covered with stubble, but in Silo's view, this did not affect her growing affection.

At this moment, the man with his eyes closed opened his mouth abruptly, and rolled over and hugged her in his arms, "Need me to coax you to sleep?"

"That's so hypocritical." Silo smiled in her voice, pulling his arms to cushion the back of his neck, "sleeping."

She didn't refuse his hug, and even deliberately moved closer to him.

Zong Zhan's thin lips slightly raised, and Xi Luo was firmly put into his arms, and the two of them gradually fell into a deep sleep against their foreheads.

……

Time is like water, slipping away from the fingers without a sound.

On the seventh day after Silo came to Zong Zhan, the action team had broken through a warehouse base of a criminal organization, and joined forces with Laos and Myanmar to destroy their base drug production site.

Someone on the team was injured, but no one sacrificed.

On this day, after the two sides fought, Xiong Ze received a shot in the shoulder due to his negligence. Fortunately, he didn't hurt the bones, but the bullet pierced the muscles of his arms.

Someone is injured, and someone must be healed.

So, Shi Luo discovered that...Su Mo Shi was hiding in the action team.

There seems to be something wrong.

Su Laosi, the sacred surgeon, followed the group into the jungle, and Zong Zhan's waist injury became more and more serious without any reason.

Si Luo seemed to smell the conspiracy. After bandaging Xiong Ze at Su Moshi, she whistled at him, "Come on, Mr. Su, you come."

Su Moshi couldn't keep it secret, so he walked forward with a wry smile, "Sister Luo."

Siluo glanced up and down, and asked playfully: "Don't you say you just got in these two days."

Su Laosi nodded calmly, "It's really not. I was there from the beginning."

"The waist of Zong Cham..."

Su Moshi cleared his throat, with a warm smile under his eyes, "No way, you are here, Brother 3 will not let me interfere."

Siluo said with a ‘surely so’ expression, "Keep hiding, as if I haven’t seen you."