He Xiaoling saw that Jiang Han had no other problems and wanted to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Jiang Han.

"Wait a moment."

He Xiaoling looked at her, pricked up his ears and waited seriously for Jiang Han to say what he wanted to say. After waiting for a long time, he did not see Jiang Han take another step. He stared at her and He Xiaoling spoke,

"What else should I give to the platoon leader?"

Jiang Han moved his head, as if he suddenly came back to his senses when he was thinking something, and shook his head.

"It's okay, you go back first."

"oh."

He Xiaoling looked at Jiang Han who really had nothing to give, turned around and walked away. Before closing the door, he did not forget to look at Jiang Han's face. Jiang Han did not notice that he was handing over the review they were handing over to the drawer.

The sound of closing the door was very soft, but it made Jiang Han stop the movement in his hand and sit at the desk and get up. When he came back to his senses, he looked at the clock hanging on the wall and found that it was almost eleven o'clock.

Without stopping in the office, Jiang Han took advantage of the night to return to his dormitory.

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After Han Yao came out of the swimming pool, he went back to the dormitory directly. As soon as he entered the dormitory door, he didn't even say hello to anyone else. He just took his clothes to take a shower. When he came back again, it was already twenty minutes later.

After hanging the clothes, Han Yao entered the dormitory from the balcony, and then he realized that the atmosphere in the dormitory was strange. His eyes swept across everyone's faces. Even Zhao Shuran, who had been in a bad mood, had looked at the face of her, and he realized that they were not in a good mood.

Even when I saw the faint redness in Dailan's eyes, I realized that all of them had changed so much because of a phone call.

When Han Yao, who had nothing to say, wanted to climb up the bunk, Zhang Lanxiao grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"You still sleep here, your hands are not healed yet."

Zhang Lan's laughing voice seemed abrupt in the quiet dormitory. Han Yao turned his head to look at her, nodded, and then sat down on Zhang Lan's laughing bed, took off his shoes, and went to bed.

In less than a minute, the lights were turned off. After Zhang Lan Xiao climbed onto the upper bunk, after a while, there was no movement. Eight people with their own thoughts lay on the bed. The dormitory was very quiet.

Han Yao didn't know when the others slept, but he only knew that he fell asleep not long after lying in bed, and slept very sweetly without dreams all night.

The next day, Han Yao got up a little late. When he opened his eyes, he saw the magnified face in front of him. Then he felt a heavy object pressing on his leg. He pushed away the person who was about to press his face against her. He quickly kicked the person who was sleeping beside her and kicked off the bed.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground woke up other people who had not yet woken up. Zhang Lan smiled and leaned down from the upper bunk, thinking that Han Yao had fallen from the bed. However, he could see Zhu Junyang who was subconsciously touching his butt but not awake yet.

I couldn't help laughing, then retracted my head and started to put on my clothes. Han Yao put on his clothes and pants. He looked at Zhu Junyang, who knew he felt pain and touched his butt, but he was not able to wake up. He sighed and kicked Zhu Junyang with his slightly numb leg.

The leg was kicked a little numb, and Han Yao continued to kick it again, increasing the strength on his leg.

"Zhu Junyang, get up."

Seeing Zhu Junyang open his eyes, Han Yao took back his legs and started wearing socks.
Chapter completed!