Gao Lian covered his head and explained in pain: "I am comparing the difference between Captain you and the Colonel Meng!"

"Oh?" Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "What did you compare?"

"You look more - soft." Gao Lian tried hard to find words from his mind that could describe the word colonel!

Soft? Situ Qinglang's expression is not very pleasant, because this word does not seem to be a trait that men should have.

"You mean I am not as good as Meng Feng's man?" His eyebrows raised, and his tone was quite cold and noble.

"This, how is this possible?" Gao Lian couldn't help but complain that you, a dignified colonel and captain of the first squadron of the Beiting Special Forces, need to be petty with us, on such trivial matters, and you can be too jealous!

However, due to his tyranny, he could only praise their dear captain: "I mean, you look more like a colonel, culture and connotation than a colonel, and that colonel can see it—"

He lowered his voice, and said in a deep voice like a joint to a code: "It looks like it is full of brute force and has no brain."

"This is almost the same." Situ Qinglang nodded calmly in agreement, "I originally planned to ask you to do 10 sets of one-handed push-ups today, but it seems that I won't use it now."

It’s great if I go! Gao Lian is vomiting blood in his heart!!

Relying on his high position and power, he oppresses ordinary people like this really a real man?

It is rare to have breakfast in the military cafeteria. Although he had no priorities on this before, he always felt that the comrades in the kitchen were far inferior to the food they cooked with their wives.

When he returned to his single dormitory, he had a rare breath to calm down. Not long after, Meng Feng's figure appeared at the door, and his face darkened again.

Meng Feng knocked on the door, then put one hand in his pocket, whistling at the door. He was wearing a camouflage vest, camouflage military pants, and a pair of military boots, which looked a bit like a soldier king in the novel.

Why is this guy coming again?

If Situ Qinglang had been bothering him before, but now he had begun to feel helpless with him, he would follow him wherever he went like a dog-skin plaster - could he not calm down on his own?

"In." He picked up his clothes and went into the locker room to change. Meng Feng walked in casually and looked around, "Is this your ** scene?"

"What **** Situ Qinglang was upset in an instant and wanted to smash him out with his clothes!

"You and He Weiming's daughter, is it mine?" Meng Feng shrugged and replied loudly.

Situ Qinglang changed into a camouflage uniform, looking heroic and upright like a clothes rack. He pushed the door out and corrected, "First, the photo has no half-wool relationship with me; second, Chief He is an elder, you should call him uncle at least."

"He is not my uncle." Meng Feng didn't care at all, "You Situ family has a good relationship with the He family. Our Meng family is not someone who betrays his relatives. If you want to marry, we don't mean that."

"Yes, there is nothing you care about. If you don't even like women, how can you get married?" Situ Qinglang mocked casually.

"Women are far inferior to Qingfeng." Meng Feng's answer was completely deliberate provocation.

After hearing his words, Situ Qinglang's eyes immediately darkened, and his fists that had originally hung on both sides of his body were clenched, wishing he could hit him directly on his face.

This military scumbag! He actually hooked up with his younger brother!
Chapter completed!