Chapter 98: The Final Round * Pouring Heart and Soul

  Song Shu said with a mischievous smile, "I've taken it by force, what can you do? If you feel like you're at a disadvantage, then take it back by force too."

  Xiang Hong was about to hit him in anger, but seeing that he didn't flinch or dodge, she changed her mind and raised her hands to tickle his armpits instead.

  Song Shuwei dodged her hands with a smile and scolded: "Little hoof, don't make trouble, I haven't finished washing my face yet."

  It seems that he was very satisfied with his reaction, and Xiang Hong, with the surprise of finding his weakness, took advantage of the situation to stretch out his body, pounced on him, and himself also pounced on him again and again, making an effort to tease his ticklishness, and his mouth was still talking:

  "After we're done making noise, let's take a bath together."

  "Hehe, listen - be good - don't make trouble -" Song Shuyu dodged left and right, laughing and saying: "Let's take a look at that group of people who can't wait for us to find them, and get ridiculed by everyone."

  It seems that she was infected by his laughter, and Xiang Hong happily teased him: "If you want to laugh, it's because this handsome uncle was knocked down by a little girl, I'm not afraid at all."

  Song Shuwei laughed loudly and threatened her: "If you don't stop, I'll counterattack."

  In order to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, Shang Hong had already laughed and unknowingly half-leaned on Song Shuyu's body.

  She didn't stop, but instead deliberately scratched two more times at the place where he was most ticklish, saying: "You dare to threaten me? You've turned against me! Have you forgotten that you're a captive?"

  When she smiled brightly, Song Shuyu gazed at Sang Hong's lovely and charming smile, feeling her sincerity and pure beauty, which moved him deeply. His heart skipped a beat, and his reaction was almost subconscious.

  Xiang Hong hadn't even reacted yet, whether he was changing from a passive to an active posture in a standard way or rolling and crawling without considering strategy or tactics, turning over and making a revolution, the whole person had already been pressed under his body.

  "Don't blame me for not reminding you." Song Shuyu kissed her forehead, saying ambiguously: "You can't seduce me like a little elf, this is the Great Qing dynasty, what kind of consequences will it lead to, you're very clear about that, no need for me to tell you again."

  He then deeply and tenderly kissed her slightly parted lips once again.

  The overly intimate posture caused Shang Hong to breathe unsteadily, and she belatedly raised her hand to push away Song Shuyu's body, only to be held even tighter by him.

  A rough yet warm large hand slowly and steadily reached into her camouflage jacket, caressing her slender waist. Just as she widened her eyes in shock, he withdrew his hand reluctantly, without further action, only zipping up her jacket again, increasing the force of his kiss on her lips.

  Song Shuyu's exterior was cold and hard, but his lips were extremely soft.

  Gently touching the lips of Sang Hong, warm and soft, as if there was a kind of bewitching power that made her unable to help but learn from his movements and kiss him lightly.

  Noticing her awkward response, Song Shuyu smiled contentedly as he indulged in it. He kissed her while withdrawing his hand to caress her delicate small face, cherishing the moment with a deep and profound affection.

  The sun rises from the end of the stream, casting dappled shadows on the intertwined figures on the ground through the dense layers of leaves, romanticizing the most beautiful time of early morning.

  After a long time, Song Shuwei finally let go of Sang Hong, pulled her to sit shoulder to shoulder, and carefully checked if there were any gaps or insects on her clothes.

  She saw her face turn red and she turned away, not daring to look at him.

  He smiled slyly and straightened her face, forcing her to look into his eyes, and said seriously: "Remember my warning from now on, disobedience will be punished. You should know that my actions are completely in accordance with normal procedures, declaring war first and then counterattacking. From now on, you must remember, so as not to get used to it."

  Seeing someone's thick skin could be so thick, Xiang Hong doubted whether the man in front of her was that serious and solemn wooden man who never joked.

  As expected, his face was indeed wearing that serious and solemn expression.

  Xiang Hong didn't have the mood to be shy, she was calculated and extremely depressed, using her hands and feet to push him away. Before she could even stand up, he tightly hugged her back into his arms.

  She was speechless.

  Only Song Shuyu's chin was rubbing against her short hair, slightly sadly saying: "Today is over, our gathering will end, I have to go back to the garrison directly, you need to be isolated and observed before you can return to school;

  I can't hold you tonight, and I don't know when I'll be able to hold you again. I really don't want to let you go."

  Xiang Hong couldn't help but laugh, but looking at his expression, she understood that this man was not pretending, he really didn't want to leave her.

  The final is over, she needs to be isolated, and before the results come out, it means she has to stay in the military school, and he is busy with work, can't go back and forth between the military district and the military school at any time, they naturally can't guard like this now.

  Gently biting her lower lip, Sang Hong obediently snuggled up to him, no longer struggling, sitting on the grass leaning against Song Shu Yu's arms, and only after a long while did she softly ask:

  "Are we just going to sit like this?"

  Song Shuwei came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh: "I really wanted to just sit like this, but obviously I couldn't. Alright, after the sun comes out, the dew will dissipate, and these mosquitoes will start to get lively. Come on, hurry up and apply some insect repellent."

  Squinting at those red marks, he nodded and said: "The previous wounds have healed well, why not go to Sister Mei for the next dose of medicine?"

  "The basic detox is done, and the rest depends on the skin's own recovery ability. The medicine is three parts poison, I really don't want to smell this kind of medicinal smell again, it makes me feel like I'm eating medicine every time I eat, a choking medicinal taste."

  Xiang Hong reluctantly pouted and explained to him.

  Song Shu Wei pinched her little face, smiling and saying: "I'll remember this, help you find a tasteless recovery ointment to use."

  Xiang Hong got up and leaned over, not saying anything, obediently tilting her small face upwards towards him.

  Song Shuwei looked at her with satisfaction, picked up the oil paint and mosquito repellent that Sang Hong had placed there when she came, and smiled:

  "I've come to help you paint. Look at how sloppy your previous work was, without any rules or method. It's so bad that I woke up this morning thinking there was a frog in my arms."

  While chatting and laughing, she washed her hands clean, applied some ointment to the tip of her finger, and carefully applied it to her small face.

  This symbolically applied two or three strokes of oil paint to the key parts of the two small faces, stepped back a bit, and admired her little face: "It looks much better this way."

  Xiang Hong glanced at the remaining oil paint on his hand, smiled slyly, and applied some to his face.

  Song Shuyu didn't dodge either, letting her small hands make funny faces on his face.

  Xiang Hong smiled and said: "With these two purple marks, you look even more handsome, just matching my pretty little face."

  Song Shu Wei smiled, looked at the little girl with a stinky face, raised his hand to tidy up her collar, straightened the straw ring on her head, and took her hand together towards the place where they ate.

  Dà Pàng saw their silhouettes and hurriedly brought over two jars of fish soup, complaining in his mouth.

  "Fish soup is very nourishing, just waiting for you all, hurry up and drink it before it gets cold."

  Song Shuoye expressed his gratitude, took a sip, nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the fat man with appreciation: "You're quite skilled at roasting meat and cooking soup."

  Xiang Hong took a bite and also praised it endlessly, claiming that she wanted to learn from Pangzi and master this good craftsmanship.

  Fatso smiled with a deeper meaning, taking advantage of her: "If you want to learn, just learn. Where do you need to worship as a teacher? The family's traditional craftsmanship, as long as you become our family, the skills of looking after the house will be taught to you."

  Song Shuwei caught the sound of his cheap talk, glanced at him with the corner of her eye, and the fat boy, who had been frozen in fear, suddenly became obedient, smiling apologetically: "Can't I call you elder sister and elder brother? When we get back to school, I'll teach you."

  Xiang Hong smiled happily: "Okay, little brother, go ahead and get busy."

  The fatty turned around and left, secretly scolding himself for being too spineless. How could he have forgotten his ancestors and his roots just because someone glared at him, and started calling them sister and brother-in-law?

  Alas, I've resigned myself to it. Who let my own fists be so weak?

  Two people drank the fish soup with a gurgle, Song Shuyu very carefully took over the jar in Sang Hong's hand and ran to wash it himself.

  Xiang Hong was grabbed by Lai Li and walked away.

  "Xiang Hong, how could you... quietly bring out a man like this and even sleep together at night? Tell me honestly, how did you hook up with him?"

  Lai Li couldn't sleep all night, and whenever she thought about how Sang Hong could secretly hide a boyfriend who had developed to this extent so tightly, she felt a sense of loss from not being trusted.

  She was immediately arrested and about to be interrogated.

  Xiang Hong accompanied by a smile, also did not conceal the way: "High school when we started, I test to here's purpose, and want to do special soldier's purpose, is for him, now you understand?"

  Lai Lei's eyes widened suddenly: "Cough, cough, cough - then your secrecy work is also done too thoroughly, why not bring him to school for a walk, harming our class so many boys all have a crush on you."

  Xiang Hong wordlessly clicked her tongue and said: "None of you have ever asked me if I have a boyfriend, never has anyone asked me. I couldn't possibly say I have a boyfriend every time a male classmate shows interest in me, right? Those who know me might think I'm straightforward, but those who don't know me would curse me for being self-righteous?"

  Lailai thought about what she said and felt that it was right, the grievances in her heart also dissipated, and she smiled slyly:

  "I say, how come you're so energetic? You're practicing like your life depends on it! I didn't realize the source of your energy was this guy. Not bad, not bad, you lucky dog, you've got a great peach blossom luck that makes people jealous. Why don't you share some of that peach blossom luck with me?"

  Xiang Hong pouted and raised her chin at Fang Mingyuan in the distance, saying: "Your peach blossom luck is naturally floating around you, is this something I can control?"

  Lai Li followed her hint, saw Fang Mingyuan, and couldn't help but blush and raise her hand to hit him: "Just a rough guy, who would like that kind of boy? What are you talking nonsense about!"

  Xiang Hong innocently spread out her hands and loudly proclaimed her innocence: "What did I say, that you scold me for talking nonsense? Who has such a strong temper?"

  Laili hastily raised her hand to cover her mouth. How could she be a match for the cunning and clever Sang Hong?

  Song Shuwei had been wandering around the men who lived in the Taoist temple, waving his hand at Sang Hong from a distance, indicating that they should come over to watch the excitement.

  Xiang Hong pulled Laili and they ran over together.

  As expected, last night's dispute between Lian Hu and Fang Mingyuan didn't end in a fight, but now he's itching for one.

  Lai Li hastily whispered some basic knowledge about tribal wrestling rules into Sang Hong's ear.

  Xiang Hong suddenly became interested and carefully observed the movements of the two Tibetan men.

  After having a full meal and packing up the campsite, looking at Sang Hong without speaking, everyone was happy to slack off, no one wanted to leave the campsite and move forward, because no one was sure if this harmonious relationship and sense of security would still exist after leaving here.

  At first, the two people seemed evenly matched, but after a stalemate for a while, Fang Mingyuan showed insufficient endurance.

  As expected, it wasn't long before Fang Mingyuan was knocked down by Luo Hu.

  He refused to admit defeat and immediately got up to fight again.

  Luo Yan Hu obviously admired his endurance and determination, so he patiently competed with him, filling the movements, letting him feel his agility and continuous power techniques.

  Fang Ming was a young wrestling expert within the clan, and he quickly understood that his senior was teaching him skills. He immediately applied what he learned, using it on his senior's body.

  In the repeated falls, he learned many skills and techniques from his opponent. Fang Mingyuan finally understood that in wrestling, it's not just about having good innate ability, these techniques are very practical and necessary.

  On the other side, Zhang Wu was itching to join in and challenged Knife Scarface, and the two of them started fighting as well.

  For a time, the camp was filled with cheers and shouts of encouragement.

  Song Shuyu saw everyone was having a great time and tapped Sang Hong's shoulder, calling her aside.

  "You don't speak up and everyone will probably not want to leave." He directly reminded her.

  "If we don't go, then so be it. It's lively and fun like this anyway." San Hong shrugged nonchalantly.

  "Hehe, Sang Hong, if we don't get out of this forest, the final match will never end; my personal suggestion is to divide the people here into two groups, and advance in a competitive format, one in front and one behind. When there are new prey, everyone can practice their skills."

  No new prey, let's practice with our own people.

  "As for the two of them, they are seasoned veterans who are hard to come by in life. Don't underestimate them just because they fell into your trap easily last night. They have taken a liking to the quality and charm of you people, which is also a kind of fate worth cherishing."

  Song Shuwei patiently pointed it out to her.

  As soon as Hong heard about learning from the book, he nodded repeatedly and said: "Then you tell me, how to divide this group more reasonably, so that we can make the best use of the remaining heat of these three old soldiers and learn more things?"

  Song Shuyu didn't beat around the bush and directly said: "What's mine is yours, whatever I know will be taught to you sooner or later, so you can't be in a group with me."

  Your girlfriend and the little wrestler get along well, they can be divided into a group, on the one hand to improve understanding, on the other hand to deepen feelings, and that mustache is their clansman and senior, the three of them in a group, the effect is better.

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