C8

With the onslaught of the storm, Zhao Chuanqi was scolded as a stinky sock by this spicy girl. The words' dirty ',' wretched ', and so on, were all used on Zhao Chuanqi's body. Moreover, this girl even threatened to go to the squadron to complain to his leader. Zhao Chuanqi knew he was in the wrong, and it was not an elegant thing to do if this were to spread out, so he repeatedly begged the girl to make up for it.

This girl did not kill them all. She suggested to punish Zhao Chuanqi to help her wash the clothes for ten days.

Was there such a thing?

Zhao Chuanqi felt that this girl was really heaven defying!

In order to atone for his wrongdoings, Zhao Chuanqi endured the humiliation and accepted the sacred mission of washing the girls' clothes. This girl was called Guan Xin, her identity was rather mysterious. She was a girl who loved cleanliness. Every day, she would change many of her clothes to clean herself. But she would definitely not let Zhao Chuanqi wash her clothes, even her shoes. To Zhao Chuanqi's surprise, the clothes that Guan Xin was wearing were all on a big signboard.

It was obviously a rich second generation or an official second generation. However, Guan Xin had never mentioned about her background. Logically speaking, most of the people who were able to stay in the guest house were either military officers or the families of warriors, but Guan Xin had lived in the guest house for more than ten days and had never come into contact with any soldiers, other than Zhao Chuanqi, the little 'slave' who made a mistake and wanted to atone for his sins.

A few days later, Guan Xin's attitude towards Zhao Chuanqi had clearly changed. Perhaps she felt that this evil swineherd was not completely useless. Although he was bad on the surface, there was still a certain amount of righteousness in his bones. In his free time, Guan Xin also started to play badminton with Zhao Chuanqi.

Since the first time Guan Xin had played badminton with Zhao Chuanqi, Zhao Chuanqi's life had become much more enjoyable. The pleasure was not in the badminton itself, but in Guan Xin's graceful posture when playing badminton. If you didn't see it for yourself, you wouldn't be able to experience how sexy and seductive a girl is when she plays badminton. Her whole body was filled with an irresistible youthful vigor. Her breasts heaved as she swung her hands, and her tying hair fluttered from side to side. Sometimes, as Zhao Chuanqi watched, he really wanted to rush over to feel the perky softness of her chest. That kind of feeling would definitely affect all the sensitive nerves in his body.

After playing badminton with Guan Xin a few times, she made Zhao Chuanqi want to get out of the picture. After being a monk for nearly three months, Zhao Chuanqi felt that he had failed the little hero who had helped him countless times in the past. Taking the risk of violating military rules, Zhao Chuanqi drew up a battle plan, ready to take action on Guan Xin.

It had always been the creed of Zhao Chuanqi's life to do as he pleased and to do as he pleased.

Guan Xin stayed in a luxurious single room in the guest room. Zhao Chuanqi, in the name of his birthday, bought a few bags of food and wine outside, allowing Guan Xin to accompany him for his birthday. Guan Xin was not stingy either, as she ordered a very luxurious big cake for Zhao Chuanqi.

"swineherd, happy birthday!" Guan Xin clapped her hands and shook her beautiful little head, then started to sing her birthday song.

But regretfully, Guan Xin did not drink.

Zhao Chuanqi could only use the second method: feign drunkenness, and then, take action when the opportunity presented itself!

This special forces recruit who didn't know his place had yet to realize how dangerous his own style was. They laughed and drank and played with cakes, their faces and bodies covered in cream. Zhao Chuanqi drunkenly pointed to the cream on his face and asked Guan Xin: "Do I look like a newbie to you?"

Guan Xin laughed and said, "You look like the Cream swineherd!"

Zhao Chuanqi pointed at Guan Xin's face, licking her tongue: "You're just like the little princess of Cream, it's a pity that you're wasting it, if not I would help you …"

Guan Xin pointed at Zhao Chuanqi's nose and cursed: "You've drank too much! You want to be a hooligan against the This girl? "

Zhao Chuanqi said sinisterly: "How did you know?"

Guan Xin couldn't help but laugh.

After fighting for a long time, Zhao Chuanqi finally collapsed onto Guan Xin's bed and started snoring softly. Guan Xin anxiously shook Zhao Chuanqi's shoulders and said: "swineherd, quickly wake up. You still dare to drink with such little alcohol!" The more Guan Xin shook, the more secure his sleep became. Helplessly, Guan Xin sighed and left.

Zhao Chuanqi evilly calculated his own plan, thinking that when it was deep into the night, this noble one would definitely think of a way to make you surrender. When he heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, he could not help but shiver. Did Guan Xin go for a bath? It was a bit unexpected!

But in reality, Zhao Chuanqi was too naive! Did he think that he was still that martial arts expert who could shake the world and make the boys hate the girls? Right now, he was just a swineherd. In Guan Xin's heart, he was nothing more than a small role to relieve the boredom. By the time he realized this, it was already too late.

A large basin of cold water poured over Zhao Chuanqi's head, he immediately sat up from the bed.

Guan Xin laughed coldly, "Now are you awake, swineherd?"

All of his dreams had been turned upside down. Zhao Chuanqi sneezed fiercely.

When he left in a sorry state, Zhao Chuanqi finally realized that he was just a swineherd who raised pigs and vegetables. With his lowly status, which beauty would take notice of him?

Returning to the Production Group and standing in front of the mirror, Zhao Chuanqi examined himself for a long time.

"Although I'm very handsome, I've never been proud!"

He had always been proud of this catchphrase, but now that he had said it, it was so powerless.

On the morning of the second day, when Zhao Chuanqi was carrying swill back from the dining hall for the pigs to eat, Guan Xin suddenly appeared in front of him as if by some strange coincidence. She was truly a hundred times changed. Her smile was usually as warm as the spring wind, but at critical moments she attacked with extreme ruthlessness. Guan Xin asked Zhao Chuanqi while holding the Badminton Bowl: "swineherd, you pretended to be drunk last night.

Zhao Chuanqi smiled bitterly and said: "It was obviously you who took advantage of me! "I've got a cold!"

Guan Xin giggled, "Little girl! You unfathomable swineherd, you didn't even ask who the other party was and instead wanted to take action. Do you know who I am? "

Zhao Chuanqi said, "You yourself are the clearest about who you are, do you still need to ask me?"

Zhao Chuanqi scoffed, "Do you really think I'm your servant?"

Guan Xin retorted, "For a dirty person like you, the best way to deal with you is to make you a slave! Washing or not drying, you weigh it yourself. Perhaps one day, you will see me suddenly standing in front of your leader, holding in my hand the undergarment that you wiped your shoes on. "

Zhao Chuanqi who was not afraid of the heavens or the earth, was suddenly afraid of the hundred little days of this monster!