In the bathroom, Anthea sat on a small bench, humming and washing the dirty clothes in the tub.
She couldn't cook, but she could still wash clothes!
Anthea poured the washing liquid into the basin. The fragrant smell spread out and overlapped with the masculine smell on his clothes layer by layer. Then she changed a basin of water, washed away all the foam, and wrung out the clothes one by one.
When she was drying the last small piece of cloth, namely, the underwear, Anthea's fingertips were burning hot.
The dark green soft fabric collapsed on her hands lightly.
The size was very big.
In fact, she had secretly thought for more than once that if there was a day when they were really going to do that thing...
Anthea's heart beat faster and she withdrew her hand. She wrung the cloth in a random way and waved off the obscene thoughts in her head.
She looked up and found that in the mirror her face was as red as a cooked shrimp.
A lecherous woman!
Anthea scolded himself.
She poured out all the water in the basin, put her clothes in, and came out of the bathroom with the basin in her hand.
Adam, who had been chased out by her after taking a bath, was standing at the door. When he heard the noise, he looked back at her and raised his eyebrows. "Anthea, why is your face so red?"
"It's hot in the bathroom!" Anthea coughed and said guiltily.
Seeing that his big hand was still on the door handle, she couldn't help but ask, "Did someone come just now?"
"Yes." Adam nodded and said, "Anthea, we won't eat in the dormitory tonight."
"Where are we going then?" Anthea asked in confusion.
"The dinning hall," Adam replied.
"Dinning hall?" Anthea blinked her eyes.
Adam nodded and said, "Well, we will have a rest tomorrow. The army will arrange a dinner party tonight. Several new comrades have arrived and we will offer our welcome. You go with me."
Just now, the political commissar knocked on the door and told him that they would have dinner party tonight. He also reminded him both openly and suggestively that he could bring his girlfriend with him.
After learning that she was going to have dinner with him in the army, Anthea pulled out the suitcase from the closet, and then looked for clothes to change.
She originally wanted to wear a colorful long dress to not let him lose face and freshen her long hairs to make them tidy on the back of her head.
However, Adam did not agree. He forced her to change into ordinary jeans and white T-shirt. Even her hair had to be tied into a ponytail.
There were many men in the army, and there were almost no women in the dinner party. It was the desire of possession once again. He didn't want to see her dressed up so beautifully to let the bunch of wolf cubs stare at her intently.
But when he went out, he felt a little regretful again.
Although she was dressed very simply, her facial features were beautiful, which made her look even more attractive. She was young, and walking in the army was like a youthful scenery.
Adam held her little hand more tightly.
When they entered the dining hall, it was brightly lit. There were already many people coming in. The
tables were all pieced together. It was extremely lively.
Unlike the usual training, there were not so many restrictions during the dinners. The soldiers below were also particularly happy.
Seeing them come in, all the people couldn't help but held their breath.
It was better to see for oneself than hear it for many times! The girl was really so young!
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