Mu Yutian jumped out of the bed in an instant.

Murong Yanxing was holding her cell phone in his hand and playing with her fingertips, but he didn't open it to see the contents.

"Give me back! The phone is mine!" Mu Yutian stretched out her arms and snatched them, of course she could not snatch Murong Yanxing, who was tall and long.

"Why is the appearance of a young lady at this time?" Murong Yanxing raised his eyebrows slightly and gently raised Mu Yutian's chin with his other hand.

Mu Yutian shook his hand away vigorously.

She is following the rules outside and acts gracefully and decently, but no one stipulates that when only one person is at home, she should sit like a bell and stand like a song!

"What's wrong with you! I'll give me my phone back!" Mu Yutian had not given up on her phone.

"In the army, there is no bad habit of using mobile phones. The mobile phone is confiscated. Of course, I just help you keep it for the time being. When you are about to leave, I will return all your things to you intact." Of course, Murong Yanxing did not return the mobile phone to her so easily.

"What?!" Mu Yutian didn't expect that her communication tools would be confiscated. You should know that in this era, if the mobile phone is not on her, it will make people feel at a loss. More and more people are relying on mobile phones. "I will be very uneasy if I don't give my mobile phone!"

"It's just to change these strange odors in you! What does a mobile phone mean that you feel safe? No, nonsense! Can a mobile phone... make me feel safe?"

Mu Yutian was blocked by Murong Yanxing's words and snorted: "How can you compare to my cell phone?"

This topic... seems to be a little wrong?

He was a commander of the Third Army, and he actually wanted to compete for favor with a dead person?

"Anyway, my third army has no rules to use a mobile phone. If you want to call me later, you can apply with me." Murong Yanxing turned around without saying a word, opened his safe, then put Mu Yutian's mobile phone in, and with a "bang", he closed the cabinet door with force.

"Hey! You, you! Domineering! ****!" Mu Yu looked at her beloved phone locked, ignored everything, and ran out of the bed barefoot.

She held the locked cabinet pitifully and pushed it hard, but the cabinet still did not move at all.

"This is the rule. In my army, I must abide by my rules. No matter whether it makes sense or not, maybe you are right, I am domineering****, because... here, no matter who it is, you must listen to me!" Murong Yanxing said arrogantly, while starting to take off his clothes.

Mu Yutian looked at him, and then realized that he had taken off his shirt and hung it on the back of the chair beside him.

Murong Yanxing may have a constitution that is not easy to be tanned. Even if he trains every day, his skin on his body is only a very healthy light wheat color. He can't tell when he is wearing clothes. After taking off his shirt, he can immediately find that his whole body is covered with strong muscles, which can be seen very strong, but it is not exaggerated. The pieces are all flesh trained in actual combat, not like the exaggerated muscles of the bodybuilder, but not necessarily a substantial effect.

And... there are all kinds of scars on his body, which do not look ugly, but add a bit of masculine flavor, but it makes people feel a little sad, making people wonder, how did these injuries come about?
Chapter completed!