There are no girls, only soldiers...

Mu Yutian thought about Murong Yanxing's words repeatedly and felt that it was indeed very reasonable.

In Murong Yanxing's eyes, he was probably just a soldier and had nothing else, so he treated her as his soldier to train him?

"And..." Murong Yanxing suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her, "You actually made me gentle to other women. Shouldn't you enjoy it? Is it my exclusive tenderness to give you here?"

Specialty! Warm! Soft!

Mu Yutian shook, hugged her arm, and made an expression that she couldn't stand.

"How come you have been gentle to me!" Mu Yutian looked at him with contemptuous eyes, hummed, continued to bend down, and sorted out the tasks assigned to her by Murong Yanxing just now.

Murong Yanxing brought nearly 200 people this time to conduct a relatively large-scale training in this mountain. In addition to his own three direct platoons, there were also some elites drawn from other groups.

Although the duration was short, the training for two days and two nights was enough to allow them to go through a harsh test.

It took a lot of effort to sort out the things of two hundred people!

Mu Yutian really wants to continue to work hard to do this. If she doesn't do such a small thing well, she deserves to be laughed at by Murong Yanxing.

But Murong Yanxing had no intention of ending this topic.

He held Mu Yutian's hand, turned her around, and faced himself: "When you really see how I lead the troops, you will know how special you are..."

"I don't want the Chief of Army to be special to me." I don't know what happened, Mu Yutian couldn't help but feel her face burning with a little burning when she heard Murong Yanxing talking.

It must be that what he said was so disgusting!! I can't stand it.

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Mu Yutian finally finished everything.

I'm so hungry...

Murong Yanxing invited her out for dinner, and the cooks had already prepared the simple meals.

Although everything I eat when I am hungry, I eat...

"It's not me that your food is too bad, and it has a great impact on the soldiers. If you don't eat well, how can you fight a good battle?" Mu Yutian and Murong Yanxing made each other side by side, frowned, turned their faces and said to her, "This dish doesn't have enough salt, that dish... there is too much sugar..."

Mu Yutian poked the food in the bowl. Although she was a little disgusted, she still ate it seriously, at least not waste the food.

"If you think it's unpalatable, make it yourself!" Murong Yanxing said mercilessly when he saw her appearance.

He had predicted that this young lady must have no fingers on her, so how could she cook? She was still picky here! She had to give her a warning!

"To be honest?" Mu Yutian looked at Murong Yanxing with her eyes squinted, "Then lend me your pot and ingredients?"

"As long as you can take it," Murong Yanxing raised his chin.

The troops were full of big pots and there was so many people, so naturally they wouldn't be small pots and small pots. Mu Yutian was stunned when she looked at the iron pot in front of her that was almost about to let her sit inside...

It really doesn't work...

"Then..." Mu Yutian thought for a while, and immediately had a small idea. She ran to the soldier who had just called her sister-in-law and smiled at him, "What's your name?"
Chapter completed!