hilarious soldier king

Chapter 492 History Repeats Itself, Love Rival Love Rival!
On this day, Xu Yan came back from visiting Jiang Danian in the hospital, bought a bouquet of red roses specially, and excitedly went to find Zhong Ming, who wanted to pursue him.

Although he had already had a relationship with Zhong Ming, he was not so naive as to think that Zhong Ming would belong to him; nor would he be so stupid as to ask her to be his girlfriend after he became the number one special soldier in the country. .

It's been too long, he can't wait, well, the second brother can't wait too!

With excitement in his heart, Xu Yan set off boldly and vigorously.

However, this attitude did not last long, the closer he got to Longya base, the more guilty he felt.

Don't look at him who yells loudly on weekdays, and looks like a master of love, teaching this and that lesson, in fact, he has very little experience in chasing girls, and he only pursued the school belle Feng Miaochan, but it ended in failure .

I don't know if it was that failure that left a shadow in his heart, or because he cared too much and made him lose his sense of normalcy. In short, he was very nervous, his heart beat wildly uncontrollably, and then he even jumped up and down. The arm also trembled.

"Xu Yan, do you have a good future, aren't you just chasing girls, why are you so nervous?" Xu Yan spat at himself, and spat at himself severely.

"Xu Yan, calm down, it will definitely work. Zhong Ming is different from Feng Miaochan. You are her first man. She is willing to have sex with you to detoxify in the illusion, which proves that she has you in her heart."

He told himself over and over in his heart that Xu Yan's nervousness eased a little.

"Xu Yan, you're back!"

Someone greeted him from far away, Xu Yan's body shook, he hid the roses behind his back unobtrusively, nodded perfunctorily, and left in a hurry.

"Have you noticed that Xu Yan is a bit strange today." A sentinel gossiped.

"If you don't say it, I don't think so. It's really true when you say it. He seems a little flustered, and his posture is a little awkward, as if he is hiding something." After being reminded by his companion, another sentry also noticed the strangeness, and speculated: " You said he must have hidden something dangerous, should we stop him to check?"

"Growing a head is not only for improving your height, but more importantly, for thinking." The sentinel who spoke before gave his companion a blank look, reprimanded angrily, and continued: "If I read the flower correctly, It must have been a bouquet of flowers in his hand, a bouquet of roses."

"Rose? What's there to hide in roses?"

"Maybe he wants to chase girls!"

"Not necessarily. If he's chasing a girl, there's no need for him to hide it. I think he might be crooked. It's very likely that he's chasing a boy."

"There is a possibility!"

"Yeah, you think so too?"

"I think you are a big-headed ghost, with such rich associations, it would be a waste not to learn how to write novels from Hanxue alone!"

"Who is the independent Hanxue?"

"A hilarious author, a talented writer who can rely on his looks but relies on his strength!"

...

He didn't know that his action of hiding the roses actually triggered a series of associations between the two sentries. After Xu Yan entered the base, he went straight to Zhong Ming's unit.

When I arrived at Zhong Ming's unit, I asked about it, but I heard that someone was looking for her, and she was receiving her in the reception room.

Xu Yan was curious, so he went to the reception room secretly, wanting to see who was looking for him, but he didn't know that he saw a big twist.

Xu Yan tiptoed to the outside of the reception room and peeked inside, only to see Zhong Ming chatting with someone.

That man is also a soldier, in his thirties, he doesn't look tall, and his appearance is not very outstanding, he has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a green military uniform, ordinary facial features, ordinary military uniform, combined in him On his body, he gave people the detached demeanor of Yue Zhiyuan.

"This is a master, a super master!" Seeing this person, such a thought flashed through Xu Yan's mind for the first time.

As if it was what he thought, the man raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xu Yan, then looked away lightly and continued to talk to Zhong Ming.

The two of them didn't know what they said, Zhong Ming would chuckle from time to time, the smile was basically unbroken, and Xu Yan's flowery smile did not fascinate Xu Yan, on the contrary his heart gradually sank.

Click!

Xu Yan's fist silently tightened, and his five knuckles rubbed against each other, making a series of crisp sounds.

When he came here, he thought about various scenarios, and thought that Zhong Ming would agree, which is the best ending; thought about whether she is neither salty nor light, this is the most likely, and he was ready to stalk her Bad preparation; he even thought about her refusal...

But they never thought that there would be another man looking for someone, and the two of them had a very happy conversation. Once Zhong Ming changed from his usual indifference, his smile never stopped, that brilliant smile piercing the heart.

Ha ha!

The corners of his lips parted silently, Xu Yan smiled desolately, the rose in his hand could not be grasped, and fell from his hand silently.

pat!

The rose fell to the ground, and the blooming flower hit the ground first. The rose bounced twice on the ground, the delicate flower shattered, and two red petals fell off, just like his broken heart at this time.

The light in his eyes was soaring, and there was anger rising and falling in it, which had the tendency to destroy everything, but this anger quickly dissipated without a trace, leaving only boundless bleakness and desolation.

Taking a deep look at the living room again, her gaze was fixed on Zhong Ming's side face. She has excellent facial features, delicate earlobes, and a bright smile. She is as beautiful as ever at this moment, but it's a pity...

Xu Yan turned around and left quietly.

He thought about rushing in and asking Zhong Ming who that man was and what was his relationship with her.

This thought occupied his whole mind for a while, but in the end he dismissed it and did not do so. Zhong Ming's expression at this time was so similar to Feng Miaochan's when he faced Situ Yuan. The answer was already obvious, so why bother? ask?

To go in and ask what happened is just to seek humiliation, and the same humiliation, once in this life is enough, he never wants to experience it again.

Xu Yan's hasty escape was in stark contrast to the excitement and apprehension when he came.

The sun was shining outside, and the scorching sun shone on his face, but he didn't feel the slightest warmth. Instead, he felt a deep coldness and sadness from the bottom of his heart.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he was not as strong as he imagined. At first he thought that even if Zhong Ming rejected him, he could just laugh it off, but when this moment really came, he realized that he was wrong.

Even if Zhong Ming didn't say a word, but just showed the possibility of liking another man, that kind of piercing heartache would flood in like a tide, surrounding him and almost suffocating him.

It turned out that he was just a coward!

PS: Please ask for a monthly pass to comfort Xu Yan's wounded heart!
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　　Title: Arrogant Little Shennong
　　Introduction: "The cold school girl, the charming royal sister, the noble police girl, the charming loli, the pure sister next door, the hot star,...all of them are mine!"

　　"What? You told me not to be too arrogant? I'm sorry, but I'm a little Shennong, so if you're not convinced, hit me up!"

　　"What, you are a farmer? Then I am even more embarrassed to hang all farmers, because I am an arrogant little Shennong, an upgraded version of farmers!"

　　"I am Shennong, who am I afraid of! Anyone who is not convinced will be beaten to the ground."

　　


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