Apocalypse Cockroach

Between the troubles, the tent swept open, Shangguan Qiaoyun walked in with the basin, and when she placed the basin next to Zhang Xiaoqiang, he asked surprisingly:

“Doesn't Yuan usually do these things? Why did you replace me today? ”

Striving to make herself appear light and cloudy, the superior official Qiao Yun's face slightly curled red. She tried not to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes and said with some small stutter:

“I... I talked to Sister Yuan Yi, and from now on, I'll... turn to her to serve you. Why... you... you don't want... to? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiaoqiaoyun smiled out, Shangguan Qiaoyun was expressing her feelings to him. The confession during the day broke her final concern. She had let go of everything and learned to serve her ill-advised husband like a wife. However, in front of the teammates, she was a little shy to serve men for the first time.

Ten fingers as tender and delicate as shallots, soft and boneless with a red spot on her hands, her cheeks as warm as a jade stone gently unscrewed a hot towel, unscrewed water pearl rainfall dropped into the basin, splashed a smaller splash of water flowers,

Hot towel cover on his face, a steam burned on his cheek, he couldn't help but shock his spirit, towel rubbed on his face, under the light, jade face with faint upper official Qiao cloud, row of beige teeth gently bite red lips, hand towel carefully wiped the axe like cheek, tough face in his hand, a heartwarming thoughts slowly crossed the mind.

Black gemstone-like pupils, earning ground, flashing ground, clear spring implicit, moisturizing that demonic glow, nothing else in her eyes, only Zhang Xiaoqiang that is not a handsome cheek, gently wiping towels in her hand seems never enough, she needs to carefully wipe, touch any corner like a rare world treasure, heart is sweet, sweet heart let her slowly taste this moment of comfort, but her right hand will not tire.

“I... think my face is going to be worn out...”

Zhang Xiaoqiaoyun awakened Shangguan Qiaoyun, she shouted, her hands and feet hurled towels into the basin, the towels spinning gently in the water, the previous hot water only warm at this moment, like peach blossom light red cheeks turned bright red, she felt embarrassed.

She just went into a state of unconsciousness, what she didn't remember, only Zhang Xiaoqiang's face and towel in her eyes, nothing else, she couldn't remember anything else, waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to remind her, her mind was filled with frustration, the warm blood poured into her brain, she had a slight dizziness.

“Stop spinning towels in the basin. You spinning them out? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang had to interrupt Shangguan Qiaoyun's frustration again. It seemed that he would not say, Shangguan Qiaoyun could keep spinning the towel.

After another shout, Zhang Xiaoqiang's personal cleaning problems continued to be put on track. The water was a little cold, the towel was not hot, and he didn't care. Anyway, his face was thick enough to look at the official Qiaoyun little daughter's general shame.

Shangguan Qiaoyun put away all the redundant expression on his face, very formally appeared, in a very serious attitude to continue to bathe the man in front of him, only towels in his eyes, not looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang more, only slightly trembling hands sold her nervous heart.

Yes, Shangguan Qiaoyun's heart was suspended. Before that, she thought everything was easy. Everything was easy. Isn't that what Yuan Yi did? Yuan Yi can do it, why can't he do it himself?

Ideas are not the same as reality, she is a little confused, when this moment really arrives, she is not a virgin, she knows no man less than anyone, but when she first deals with a man with her own heart, she realizes that she has had a bad day.

The way Qiaoyun, a popular superior official, behaved in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, was shy. When she washed her key parts of his life, the shyness grew stronger, and she had never served any man like this, including her previous husband, at a time when she faced her first time in her life.

The camp at night was not quiet. The men and women outside were chatting and laughing in front of the camp fire while they were sleeping peacefully. From time to time, there was laughter and scolding coming into the tent. The noise outside could not break the strange boredom in the tent. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know what to say. The superior official Qiaoyun was tangled to see if he should continue cleaning the bottom half.

Ultimately, Shangguan Qiaoyun's dissatisfaction overcame her hesitation, “How can Yuan mean to do it, I can't do it?” Shangguan Qiaoyun constantly hinted at himself and lifted Zhang Xiaoqiang's remaining clothes.

People just like that, once let go of nothing, Shangguan Qiaoyun restored the look of the weekday, and cleaned Zhang Xiaoqiang like a gun to care for her. This time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was uncomfortable. Shangguan Qiaoyun was serious and very responsible. He tried not to let go of any corner, and let him bear huge pears. It seemed that Shangguan wanted to wash away his decades-old dirt once, and Xiaoqiang was not seen swollen by a towel?

When Shangguan Qiaoyun went out with the basin, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his little brother to cry without tears, his heart prayed darkly, Xiaoqiang, you must hold on, don't immortalize?

When the motorcade went on the road again, Zhang Xiaoqiang darkened a long breath. This place was the biggest nightmare of his life. Shangguan Qiaoyun obtained Yuan Yi's permission. Everyday cleaning work was done by her. He is now clean like pure water. In his words, he has never been so clean in his life. Don't talk about stains on his body, even bacteria cannot be stored.

The convoy was headed towards the WH gathering place. It was not Zhang Xiaoqiang who had the confidence to clean up the WH gathering place. He was so tortured every night that he could no longer stand it. The Type 03 paratroopers were towed back and they went on the road. As he said, the paratroopers were trucked into the trunk.

“How much further..." Zhang Xiaoqiang digested lunch, casually asked Shen Xue, wearing a red t-shirt beside him, Shen Xue was not used to wearing glasses in normal times, staring at the busy women in the woods and hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's enquiry, she first glanced for a moment and said:

“I don't know, maybe soon...”

“Maybe? Okay, let's talk about your arrangement? I'm not returning your men, and you don't have to climb into my bed. What else do you have in mind? It's with them...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang angrily signaled to the busy logistics team, turned his head and stared at the big eyes of the confusion, said in a slightly heavy tone:

“Or you can leave yourself. I won't restrict you. I'm the only one in charge here. I'm the only one in charge...”

“All right, all right, you said it yourself. I don't care about anything. It's up to you. I'm too lazy to take care of things. When I'm willing to take those idiots with me, I'll be there. I'll be fine in the future.

Speaking, Shen Xue walked to the women of the logistics team, looking at her back and waist limbs, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked stunned, as if the chick regarded power as trouble?

“Brother Cockroach... we found... we found traces of movement here..."