When Xiaojuan heard Nalan Xin'er say this, she thought, since Dongfang Yunhe has a short time in school, shouldn't he go back to the laboratory in the middle of the night?

"Then maybe I confessed to the wrong person..."

"Hehe, if you tell him, you think he is familiar, he must think you are idiot him!"

Nalan Xin'er remembered that when he first met Dongfang Yunhe, he always narcissistically thought that she was interested in him, caught him, and always deliberately attacked him.

As everyone knows, she just wanted to confirm whether she was pregnant or not.

"Xin'er, you're joking again, I'm talking nonsense, how can he hear it?" Xiaojuan sweated.

"Haha, that's what I said! He is not a psychic mage!" Nalan Xin'er also didn't care, and in a good mood, she hurried back to the dormitory before turning off the lights.

Seeing Lan Zhirou's empty bed, she smiled slightly and said unceremoniously to the soldier on duty at the door: "There are people in our dormitory who are not coming home at night. As classmates, we are really worried about her safety. Can you please report to your superiors? , Help us find someone? Will you run in the playground or recite poetry in the grove?"

"Reading poetry..." The soldier wiped cold sweat on his forehead. However, thinking of the violation of discipline like not returning home at night, the soldier hurriedly reported to his superiors and searched the barracks.

That night, Lan Zhirou came back with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.

The next morning, Lan Zhirou was reported to be criticized because she did not return home at night, she was suspected of meeting with a man in the small woods, and she was punished for kicking and standing in the army for a day.

Other classmates are practicing shooting and other interesting projects, but Lan Zhirou kicks and stops on the playground alone, it is really painful.

Not to mention that the sun is getting fierce day by day. The so-called "autumn tiger" specifically makes the moisture on the face evaporate and melanin deposits.

All day long, Lan Zhirou's face and neck were tanned and tanned.

Going back to the 301 barracks in the evening, looking at Lan Zhirou's ugly face, Nalan Xin'er and He Xiaowu and the others are not even more happy.

"Xiao Wu, come on, put on a mask! I have a pure natural formula here." Nalan Xiner greeted He Xiaowu, and made a natural homemade blend of some beauty medicines and flower essential oils brought from Bo Mu. Share the mask with her.

The female students in the dormitory were very interested when they saw it, and Nalan Xin'er generously divided one by one.

Lan Zhirou alone has nothing to do.

She was thirsty and didn't dare to ask, knowing that as long as she spoke, she would definitely be humiliated by Nalan Xiner.

How could the straw bale give her good things?

So Lan Zhirou looked at all the people in the dormitory with jealousy. Except for her, everyone was wearing a fragrant floral facial mask, not to mention aggrieved.

The lights were finally turned off.

Lan Zhirou crept to the side of Nalanxin's bed.

She remembered that Nalan Xiner put the mask on her pillow before going to bed.

"Huh, straw bag girl, you have something to hide and don't give it to me, won't I take it myself?" Lan Zhirou stretched out her hand and gently fumbled by Nalan Xin'er's pillow...

She just touched a piece of mask, and she was proud, suddenly, Nalan Xin'er turned over!

"hiss--"

Lan Zhirou's hand was severely smashed by a sharp heavy object. The pain was terribly painful, and she didn't dare to shout, so she could only endure it.

Her eyes were dim with tears and she glanced at her. Nalan Xin'er was actually holding a piece of green faint stone tightly in her hand. She slept soundly and sweetly, her lips were still bent, she was dreaming now!

And just now, it was this fist-sized stone that hurt her severely!

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