The soldier is a girl

524 Chapter 328: The fur of the hare
But Mo Ling and Mu Jin could no longer taste the taste of Chinese food, and even the delicacies they ate had nothing to do with the shredded potatoes in their mouths.

A trace of youthful sweetness inexplicably permeates between the two, a little nervous and a little anticipation, obviously one has already passed the age of ignorance, and the other has passed the age of youth, but at this moment, the two are very similar The hairy boy who tasted love for the first time and the cardamom girl who first learned about love will be nervous, expect, uneasy, and impatient.

At this moment, only the emotionally dull foodie Bai Ze can tell the difference between shredded potatoes and delicacies from mountains and seas...

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Day and night changed, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

Two days later, there was another light snow in the night sky.

In the tent, Mu Jin was sitting on the couch, her legs were covered with a quilt, her hands were holding her bent knees through the quilt, and she looked out through the small half-open window of the tent.

The snow was not very heavy, and it floated very clearly against the campfire outside.

It made people feel that the snowflakes did not fall on the ground, but fell in the heart, and then turned into snow water and melted into the heart bit by bit, just like the throbbing at noon, penetrating into the bottom of her heart bit by bit, making her palpitations And flustered.

And that person, like this snow, like this throbbing, is reintegrating into her heart bit by bit in his way.

It made her terrified and made her resist but made her unable to refuse.

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The sound of the curtain being raised.

Mu Jin didn't turn her head, she still looked out of the window, there was only one person who could enter her tent so blatantly.

As soon as Mo Ling opened the curtain, she saw Mu Jin staring at the tent, followed her gaze, only to find that the small window in her tent was not covered by the curtain.

After taking a look, Mo Ling withdrew his eyes and continued to look at Mu Jin, but the man was staring at the small window consistently, as if he didn't even know he was coming.

But he knew it was impossible for her not to know.

Putting down the curtain, and walking towards the figure sitting on the couch step by step, Mo Ling only felt that every step he took was stepping on his own heart, obviously he had even kissed intimately many times, but at this moment At this moment, he was inexplicably nervous, a feeling that even he couldn't explain clearly, he just felt a little sweet, astringent, expectant, uneasy, throbbing, and peaceful.

The footsteps stopped one step away from the bed, and Mo Ling said, "A Jin, let me read the art of war for you."

The sound of "A Jin" made Mu Jin's fingertips on her knees tremble. Although it was very weak, Mu Jin knew that this sentence of "A Jin" made her heart tremble.

Mu Jin didn't move or make a sound, she didn't know what attitude to take for a moment.

Is it like the previous resistance, or the acquiescence like today's noon.

She loved him already, so how could she not be thrilled by what he did, even if she pretended not to care, since she could deceive others, Mu Jin couldn't deceive herself after all.

Before Mu Jin made a decision, there was a circle of white hair in front of her eyes, which made Mu Jin a little stunned, but at this time, Mo Ling's voice sounded in her ears again.

"This is the fur of that hare. I've processed it. You can make a scarf around your neck. It's very warm."

Mu Jin didn't pick it up. Seeing this fur, Mu Jin inexplicably thought of the sable fur that Mo Ling was going to give to Su Yingying just after she came back from the deep mountains.

(End of this chapter)