Seeing Luo Jia running towards this side, before Yang Song could speak, Luo Jia rushed to Yang Song, and then hung on Yang Song like a koala, and finally bit Yang Song hard.

This set of actions is like a smooth and smooth operation. It is probably a great difficulty for special forces from the special forces to do this set of actions.

Yang Song was very suspicious whether Luo Jia had secretly received training from special forces during the three months she went out to train.

Otherwise, how could Luo Jia do such a smooth set of actions?

The movements are beautiful and fluent.

But Yang Song just felt that Luo Jia bit her so much that she felt very painful.

Although Yang Song did not listen to No. 1's words now, she only wore a sweat clip and was wearing a thick down jacket at twenty, Yang Song's skin still deeply felt the power of Luo Jia's teeth.

"Okay, Jiajia, stop making trouble." Yang Song said speechlessly.

After letting go of Yang Song's shoulder, Luo Jia asked with tears in her eyes: "Why don't you come to me? You said you will come to me within a week. Why haven't you come to me for 10 days? Why? Don't you want me anymore?"

Luo Jia's questioning like a cannon made Yang Song speechless.

And Yang Song finally understood why Luo Jia started crying without saying a word when she was calling just now.

All of this turned out to be because I didn’t go to find her!

Gently patting Luo Jia's back, Yang Song said comfortingly: "I'm very busy lately, and I don't know your contact number and home address yet, so I didn't come to you."

He looked at the guards next to him with a little regret, and Yang Song made a lip sarcasm, "I'm here to find you when I have time."

After making the export type, Yang Song put Luo Jia down from his body and said, "Jia Jia, take me to your house. I still don't know what your house looks like!"

Although she was very dissatisfied with her, Yang Song had not come to find her for 10 days, but now Yang Song was here after all, so Luo Jia quickly threw the dissatisfaction in her heart behind her.

After Yang Song and Luo Jia left, several guards stood there in confusion.

One of the guards said to the guard who seemed to be the leader: "Boss, how did that person know about the elite training camps of our special forces just now? Could it be that he is also a special soldier of those special forces!"

The boss nodded calmly and said in a deep voice: "I think it's probably like this, but I'm very surprised."

The other guards around him were puzzled and asked his boss in confusion: "Boss, what are you wondering about?"

"The soldiers of our special forces have undergone very strict training and have strict physical requirements. Generally speaking, the special forces from our special forces have very good physical fitness. Just like you and me, although we are relatively mediocre now, we still have the physical fitness we have in the special forces."

The boss paused and continued, "And you didn't know whether you noticed it just now. The boy's physical fitness seemed very rubbish, and he did not have the honor of us as a special forces at all. However, only the trained soldiers of our special forces system knew about it. How did that boy know just now? This is my doubt."

The boss said his doubts slowly.

These were all said by the guards after Yang Song and Luo Jia left, so Yang Song and Luo Jia didn't know about this.

He pulled Yang Song to his home, and Luo Jia rang the doorbell.

Soon, a middle-aged woman opened the door to the villa.

He brought Yang Song to his second floor boudoir. When Luo Jia was about to open the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something.

"You're waiting for me outside. I'll go in for a while. When I call you later, you can guess you can come in. Have you heard it?" Luo Jia suddenly shook his little fist and said to Yang Song.

This left Yang Song speechless.

But no matter how speechless, Yang Song still agreed: "I understand, I'll wait for you to call me and I'm coming in, okay!"

"That's good, I'll go in first." Luo Jia carefully opened the door of her boudoir a little and slowly got stuck through the crack in the door.

Through the crack in the door, Yang Song vaguely saw something inside the room, which seemed to be very messy.

However, before Yang Song could take a closer look, the door was closed mercilessly by Luo Jia.

Yang Song guessed that there must be something in Luo Jia's boudoir now that he didn't want to see, so he went in and cleaned up first.

These are Luo Jia's own affairs, and Yang Song doesn't have to look at the perverts in the women's boudoir, so he didn't use his lock-opening technology to follow him in.

In the room, Luo Jia was sweating profusely and found a place to hide her bra on the bed, and then cleaned up some small pendants, making her very busy.

After more than ten minutes, Luo Jia opened the door again, then stretched out a small head and said softly: "You can come in."

When talking, Luo Jia's face was very uncomfortable, which made Yang Song feel very strange.

Luo Jia's smile made Yang Song feel something was wrong.

However, Yang Song didn't notice anything wrong, so he gently pushed the door open and walked into Luo Jia's boudoir.

Pink is the main color of Luo Jia's boudoir. There is a little purple pattern on the edges of the pink walls, which adds a kind of nobility to the pink walls.

This nobility seems to exist with pink walls, and is natural and does not make people feel uncomfortable at all.

A big double bed with a big teddy bear and a very cute pillow made Yang Song feel Luo Jia's loneliness.

Apart from the double bed, Luo Jia's boudoir only has a wardrobe and a desk.

Yang Song didn't know about the Qiankun in the wardrobe.

However, Yang Song could see clearly the things on the desk.

On a notebook on the desk, Yang Song felt speechless when he saw Luo Jia writing "Damn Yang Song, I won't come to see me, I hate you so much."

Luo Jia also discovered Yang Song's gaze, and saw the place Yang Song saw, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "I've suffered, I didn't pay attention to cleaning up that notebook."

In order not to let Yang Song continue to read his masterpiece, Luo Jia is preparing to use the beauty trick to distract Yang Song.

Because I returned to the villa and had air conditioning, it was not as cold as outside.

So Luo Jia changed into a thinner piece of clothes just now when she cleaned up the house.

He gently hugged Yang Song's arm, and Luo Jia pressed her chest against Yang Song's arm to distract Yang Song.

Originally, Luo Jia was unconsciously moving, but she didn't expect that her unconscious movement would cause things that were not suitable for the children below.
Chapter completed!