Because it was not time for normal prenatal check-ups, Mu Yutian did not feel any discomfort, so Mu Yutian came to Luo Qianxiao and just checked it briefly, stopped the fetal heart and ensured that nothing happened, and left.

Murong Yanxing was in the training base, but he had a headache.

He really didn't expect that the old guy Xie Chengyuan would actually come to find him personally.

"The commander-in-chief has arrived." Jian Xiaoyun came to Murong Yanxing's side and said in a low voice.

Murong Yanxing nodded, still calm, stood up from the chair, grabbed the corner of his clothes and slightly flattened his clothes, tidied up the corner of his clothes.

"By the way, Xiaoyun, don't forget to bring the performance chart of this special forces training." Murong Yanxing pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows slightly, and showed a smiley expression.

"Yes, the commander." Jian Xiaoyun did as he did.

Two people walked straight out.

Murong Yanxing followed a team of main players from the Third Army.

Since it is the commander-in-chief, of course it is impossible for them to shrank their heads.

In addition to the people from the Third Army, people from other teams also received the news and stood up early in the morning, waiting for Xie Chengyuan's arrival.

Almost all the staff arrived and waited in front of the door. Because Murong Yanxing was the "host", he still stood in front and took the lead in meeting the commander-in-chief.

Xie Chengyuan walked off the military vehicle.

He got out of the car in a straight military uniform and a hat with no crook on his head.

This year, he is in his fifties, but he is well maintained. His hair is black and combed back into a simple back head, pressed under his hat, and there are not many wrinkles on his face, but his tight face gives people a false feeling.

At first glance, Xie Chengyuan does not look like a fifty-year-old, but rather a person in his forties or even thirties.

It can also be seen that he is a person who is afraid of old age and desires eternal power.

Therefore, it is not difficult to see why the military headquarters has been obsessed with those messy and almost perverted experiments.

"Commander-in-chief." Murong Yan stood at attention, raised his hand, and saluted Xie Chengyuan.

Xie Chengyuan responded to a military salute, then curled his lips slightly and gave him a smile: "Captain of the Third Army, you're so kind."

Xie Chengyuan reached out to Murong Yanxing.

Murong Yanxing lowered his eyes, glanced at his hand, and still held it naturally.

Xie Chengyuan pulled Murong Yanxing's body closer. In addition to the hand he was holding, he raised his other hand: "I didn't expect that Yanxing would be a person trapped by love. You must know that love is the most fatal, hurtful, and hardest to control, and it is not a good thing."

"These are our young people's affairs, so you won't bother with the commander-in-chief, you are too worried." Murong Yanxing responded calmly.

"Well, I heard that ******* is pregnant. I want to congratulate you. This world... will soon be the world of you young people." Xie Chengyuan said these words, gritting his teeth, and in his tone, he was so unwilling tolerated.

Just one sentence, the amount of information is too large.

Is Xie Chengyuan threatening him?
Chapter completed!