Expressions

Xia Xiaoling tossed the matter from before to the back of her mind. "What way?"

"The military's literary and artistic party in two days."

Xia Xiaoxiao habitually raised her hand, and just as she touched his mouth, she immediately reacted, and jumped up from his body like fried hair. "You …" "You …"

"I thought of it." Xi Mu Cheng said.

Xia Xiaoling tossed the matter from before to the back of her mind. "What way?"

"A week from now, for the military training to conclude."

"The joint military training of Shang Da He Military District will definitely be different from other training courses. Our graduation ceremony will mainly be held at a gala where Feng Sheng can confess to Yi."

In order to show Feng Sheng's sincerity, Xia Xiaoxiao went to discuss the confession with Feng Sheng during the past two days when he had nothing to do.

"You're really punctual." The girl smiled sweetly and looked at her watch.