Chapter 1223 Are You Connoting Me?

Chapter 1223 Are you connoting me?

Zong Zhan withdrew his gaze and briefly glanced at the map, "Given it by Xi Luo?"

"Yes." Xiong Ze clicked on it several times as if offering a treasure, "With this, if we copy from these three sides, we will definitely be able to catch the turtle."

Zong Zhan raised his head, looked at the woman trembling with laughter not far away, pursed his lips and said, "Go, let those who didn't sleep last night go back to the tent to rest for three hours."

Xiong Ze carefully put away the topographic map, and ran to urge everyone to rest as soon as he was ordered.

In an instant, everyone sitting in a circle got into their tents one after another.

On the lively lawn, only Xi Luo and Gu Chen looked at each other without embarrassment.

"Reporter Xi, come in."

At this time, Zong Zhan opened the curtain and shouted.

Xi Luo turned her head and asked lazily, "What's the matter?"

"It's related to your other identity." Zong Zhan put one hand in his pocket, with a very serious expression, "Are you coming?"

Gu Chen shook his head, smacked his tongue and looked at Xi Luo, "Damn it, do you really have another fucking identity?"

Xi Luo ignored her, stood up quickly and walked towards Zong Zhan.

Inside the tent, the light was not clear, only a faint light leaked in from the small ventilation window on the roof.

Xi Luo stood at the door, looking around at the small tent of only three or four square meters, and was stung in the heart.

The conditions were so difficult that she felt distressed.

Zong Zhan walked to the bed frame made of several wooden boards, pouted at it, "Sleeping?"

"Not sleepy." Xi Luo crossed her chest and rubbed her toes on the ground, "You are not human, you asked me to come in to sleep with you?"

Zong Zhan leaned on his waist and sat on the half-up log, took out his cigarette case and glanced at her distractedly, "You don't mind if you want to accompany me."

Xi Luo turned around and was about to leave. If she took up the small broken bed less than one meter long, this man might have to sleep on the grass.

The moment she lifted the curtain, Zong Zhan's low voice sounded from behind, "Xi Luo, can you stop being mad at me, my back hurts badly..."

The hand that lifted the door curtain paused in the air, and the next second, the woman still leaned over and left the tent.

Zong Zhan frowned, upset.

Women's occasional coquettishness and troubles, as long as they are within a reasonable range, men can be regarded as a little fun between lovers.

But if it doesn't matter the occasion or location, it will inevitably make people feel helpless and bored if there are too many times.

Zong Zhan is patient with Xi Luo, but in special times, he can't be fettered by his children's affection, and he doesn't have so much energy to coax her.

The man closed his eyes and squeezed the space between his brows, the cigarette drifted away from his fingertips, but he didn't take a sip.

When the rustling sound sounded again, Zong Zhan didn't open his eyes, but said in a low voice, "Say."

No one spoke, but the footsteps got closer and closer.

Zong Zhan frowned and opened his eyelids, seeing Xi Luo's slender figure.

His eyes flickered slightly, and the previous complicated emotions were broken by some unspeakable feelings, "Why are you back?"

Xi Luo held a plaster in her hand, as well as mineral water and pills, which she obviously brought with her.

"People like you just want to save face and suffer." Xi Luo knelt behind him, still chattering, "If you are sick, you should sit in the back, and you have to run out to show off."

Zong Zhan rolled his Adam's apple, supported his knee with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "For the last time, there must be a beginning and an end."

"What is the last time?" Xi Luo put the plaster on him, and then handed him the pills and mineral water, "You came here for heroism?"

Zong Zhan: "..."

He took the painkiller, looked up at the woman in front of her with her hands on her waist, "Can't you speak nicely?"

Xi Luo wanted to hate her, but she couldn't bear it, so she had no choice but to look away, and urged calmly, "Hurry up and go to bed, I'll go..."

"Together." Zong Zhan pulled her forearm, her figure was reflected in his deep eyes, "Have you never rested since you entered the mountain last night?"

Xi Luo nodded, "It's no big deal if you don't sleep all night, the most used to be..."

"It's okay to be young in the past." Zong Zhan said while dragging her to the wooden bed.

Xi Luo stared at his back quietly, and asked back with a fake smile, "Are you saying I'm old?"

The man didn't respond, as if he had acquiesced.

Xi Luo squinted her eyes and wanted to kick him, but seeing his slow steps, she retracted her feet resentfully.

The taste of falling in love is actually not very good.

With scruples and worries, she couldn't do it rashly.

In the end, Xi Luo was still dragged by Zong Zhan to lie down on the simple broken bed, "Lie down for a while if you are not sleepy, just recharge your energy."

The bed was too small for two people to lie side by side.

Xi Luo looked at the tent above her head, her heart was a little sour, but also a little sweet.

After an unknown amount of time, she turned her head to look to her side, and the man's even breathing seemed to have fallen asleep.

Xi Luo turned sideways, her eyes fell on Zong Zhan's face, the more she looked at it, the happier she became.

In fact, today's men are definitely not handsome.

The clothes were stained with dust, and the chin was covered with stubble, but in Xi Luo's view, this did not affect her growing affection.

At this moment, the man with his eyes closed suddenly spoke, turned over and hugged her in his arms, "Need me to coax you to sleep?"

"That's so hypocritical." Xi Luo whispered in a haunting voice, pulling his arm behind his neck, "Sleeping."

She didn't refuse his hug, and even deliberately moved a little closer to his arms.

Zong Zhan raised his thin lips slightly, and took Xi Luo firmly into his arms, and the two gradually fell asleep with their foreheads pressed against each other.

...

Time is like water, slipping away silently through the fingers.

On the seventh day after Xi Luo came to Zong Zhan's side, the action team had already broken through a warehouse base of the criminal organization, and teamed up with Laos and Myanmar to destroy their base drug production site.

The team was injured, but no one died.

On this day, after the two sides fought, Xiong Ze was shot in the shoulder due to negligence. Fortunately, no bones were injured, but the bullet pierced the muscle of the arm, which is considered lucky.

When someone is injured, someone must be healed.

That's why Xi Luo discovered Su Moshi who was hiding in the action team.

It seems like something is not quite right.

Su Lao Si, a master surgeon, followed the team into the jungle, and Zong Zhan's back injury became more and more serious for no reason.

Xi Luo seemed to smell a conspiracy. After bandaging Xiong Ze in Su Moshi, she whistled at him, "Come on, fourth son Su, come here."

Su Mo knew that he couldn't hide it, so he smiled wryly and walked forward, "Sister Luo."

Xi Luo glanced up and down, and asked playfully, "Don't say you just sneaked in these two days."

Su Laosi nodded calmly, "It's really not. I was there from the beginning."

"That Zong Zhan's waist..."

Su Moshi cleared his throat, with a warm smile in his eyes, "No way, with you here, third brother won't let me interfere."

Xi Luo had an expression of "as expected", "Keep hiding, just pretend I haven't seen you."