My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Fu Rongting still seems calm and calm: "Well, since you don't want to, then that matter. I will explain to my family, you can rest assured that you will still be my sister in the future."

Fu Rongting's generosity made Zuo Jia feel complacent.

She never owed others in her life, but now she feels like she owes a lot to Fu Rongting.

"Sorry……"

"It's okay, don't be stressed. You have always been my sister. You just have to treat me as an older brother."

Fu Rongting said very plainly, and his face was still gentle, so Zuo Jia suffered a lot.

But the word "brother" still couldn't be said.

There is no blood relationship, it seems that there is always a touch of ambiguity in my brother.

The sky gradually darkened, but there was nothing illuminated in the tent.

Zuo Jia is a bit strange: "Is there no candle?"

"Have."

"Why not?"

"Because it is a secret operation, it is afraid of being discovered by others, and it is easy to attract beasts, so there must be no light at night."

Zuo Jia wanted to ask him what tasks he was performing, but he thought that they were all military secrets.

Fu Rongting seemed to know her doubts, he said softly: "This time the task is very easy, just to catch a few fugitives crossing the border, they will not come tonight, my people just set up defense lines here in advance."

Zuo Jia remembered that the soldiers she saw were all wearing bulletproof vests and equipped with sniper rifles, and suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart: "What fugitive?"

"Several international murderers are good at gangs committing crimes. Recently, they may have fled to our country. The International Criminal Police requested our national support, so I was sent."

So dangerous?

Suddenly, Zuo Jia felt that she should not come.

"Shall I leave?"

Fu Rongting slowly took Zuo Jia's hand in the dark: "No, I can protect you."

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Zuo Jia even forgot to draw it back, and said anxiously: "I don't mean this, I'm afraid I will drag you down, I'm not afraid of death!"

Fu Rongting smiled softly. He stood up, pulled Zuo Jia up and took her out of the tent: "If there is danger, I won't let you stay here. Today is safe, you can rest assured. "

They walked on the soft grass, with the stars above their heads, a crescent moon fell on the horizon, the sound of insects singing in high and low, the air was fresh, and the danger was ignored, everything here was refreshing.

Zuo Jia relaxed slowly, and then she realized that her hand was tightly held in Fu Rongting's hand, and she wouldn't come if she wanted to smoke.

Zuo Jia took a deep breath and warned himself: Can't be hypocritical, just hold a hand, it's no big deal!

Then, Fu Rongting touched her hair again.

Zuo Jia exhaled slowly, admonishing himself: Can't be hypocritical, just touch the head, what's the matter?

When Fu Rongting hugged her in the moonlight and put her chin on her forehead, Zuo Jia could no longer cheat herself. This is not a question of hypocrisy.

"Fu Rongting!"

"Jia Jia, it's brother."

"Is there a brother who hugs her sister like this?"

"Why not? I used to hug you like this when I was a kid, don't you remember?"

"It was small at the time, it is different now!"

"Well, it's a little bit different." The chest became bigger, and she held her so that they could be close together.

Fu Rongting did not dare to say that in the following sentence, lest Zuo Jia would not let him hug him.

Zuo Jia was ashamed and anxious. Fu Rongting filled her surroundings with a male scent, making her blush and heartbeat: "Then don't you hurry to let me go?"

She thought her voice was harsh, but unfortunately her tone was natural and soft, and she seemed to be coquettish in any way.

"Don't let go when it's different?"

"Difference between men and women!"

"Then you can treat me like a girl."

Zuo Jiaqi's all want to stomp, where is he like a woman? How could she treat him like a girl?

Fortunately, it was night, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Zuo Jia was blushing now, and he could no longer meet people.

She couldn't break free, and finally had to lean her head against Fu Rongting's chest, listening to his heartbeat, and counting.

Then she found that Fu Rongting's heartbeat was very fast.

Zuo Jia thought that she had made a mistake. She counted three times in a row, and Fu Rongting's heartbeat was around 120 per minute.

This is not possible. Fu Rongting's physical fitness is very good. After long-term physical training, his cardiopulmonary function is very good. A few days ago, Mr. Fu also praised that Fu Rongting's heartbeat is 55 per minute, which is similar to the best athletes in the world.

Zuo Jia didn't dare to count down.

She discovered the secret inside Fu Rongting's heart.

This secret made her even more ashamed.

She obediently shrank in Fu Rongting's arms, but Fu Rongting hugged her tighter and tighter: "Jia Jia, I'm very happy that you can come."

Zuo Jia didn't know how to respond to him, and simply listened quietly without speaking.

But now she can finally understand Lou Ziling's situation, and she also understands that Lou Ziling had always rejected her, and the most correct way was to give her no hope.

But she can't do Lou Ziling so desperately.

Perhaps Lou Ziling hated her, so she could be completely cold.

But she doesn't hate Fu Rongting.

He is a very good man and a good soldier.

He was so hard-working, for the stability of the country and for the safety of others, he lived in luxurious villas, lived in small tents, stationed on the border of the motherland, and killed the villains.

If there is no Lou Ziling, maybe she will like him.

Grandpa is also a soldier. He is one of Zuo Jia's most admired people.

She was cruel to Fu Rongting.

It wasn't until some shadows slowly approached them that Zuo Jia said in a nervous tone: "Fu Rongting, someone is coming..."

Fu Rongting faintly said, "Don't be afraid, it's ours."

He took the hand of Zuo Jia and returned to the tent: "Resue early, and I will take you away tomorrow morning."

Zuo Jia pulled his hand out of his hand: "Okay."

There was no way to refuse in person, but it would be better not to meet again.

Fu Rongting gave the only bed and quilt to Zuo Jia, settled her, went out to eat something, and then drove around the defensive points for a while to ensure that there was no problem before returning to the camp.

He took a shower in the nearby stream and returned to the tent with water.

The bed was given to Zuo Jia, and Fu Rongting laid his camouflage on the ground and lay down.

Zuo Jia hesitated for a while and said in a soft voice: "Fu Rongting, you come to sleep, the ground is too cold."

"No, you sleep with you, don't worry about me."

"How does this work? You will catch a cold like this."

Zuo Jia illuminated Fu Rongting's "floor shop" with the light of the mobile phone screen. He saw that he had only one piece of clothing. His wet hair was about to go to sleep. He suddenly got up and walked to his suitcase and took out a white towel.

"Dry your hair and sleep again."

"No, my hair is short."

Zuo Jia finally found Fu Rongting's stubborn side. She bit her lip and sat next to Fu Rongting. She wrapped his head with a towel and wiped him directly.

In the darkness, Fu Rongting's lips showed a smile.