For a moment, the entire construction site was very lively, with suona, drums, piles and saws, and hundreds of people gathered together, and the voices were noisy, making them angry.

On that night, before the dark was over, Lao Fan returned to the gambling house with more than 30 people. Before he saw him, he heard the sound and started yelling with a broken voice. If it weren't for the more noisy in the casino, he would have heard anything.

"The rank of the group, helping to build a meeting, I have to be the elder of the forcibol hall...the rank of the group..."

Lao Fan rushed into the back house of the gambling house in a hurry. Seeing that there was no guard in front of the central hall where Han Zhenhan lived, he walked in with great force.

But Lao Fan, who had just entered the house, left with a flushed face. Originally, when entering and leaving Han Zhenhan's living room, the core of several people at the camp level and above was commonplace.

Han Zhenhan didn't mind either. The military camp was full of men, and no one would care too much. Han Zhenhan himself was closer to several subordinates, and after all, he was not a military confidentiality in the local combat staff or other military service.

Lao Fan, whose face was like a monkey's butt, just came out. Before the fire broke out, Han Zhenhan and others walked out of the side room. They happened to see Lao Fan, who was still clamoring just now, looked like a quail. He lowered his head and didn't speak.

Staff Wang looked at Lao Fan and thoughtful. Han Zhenhan was also a little curious. He was still running around and jumping around just now, but now he suddenly became honest with the cat that was stinking.

"What's wrong with Lao Fan? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

“…No…No…No…No…No…No…No…”

As soon as Han Zhenhan finished speaking, Staff Wang suddenly realized the truth.

"Oh...you're in..."

"Hey, hey, hey... Lao Wang, Brother Wang, Uncle Wang..."

As he spoke, Lao Fan rushed forward and covered Staff Wang's mouth and blocked what he was going to say next. These old brothers often did this. Han Zhenhan and Sun Hu looked at him and didn't understand what was going on.

"Fan Ximing, stand at attention!"

Han Zhenhan pretended to be angry and shouted a command. Lao Fan let down Staff Wang like a conditioned reflex. Staff Wang's mouth was pressed by Lao Wang's big hand for a moment.

"Wang Dingbang, what's going on..."

The first half of the sentence is serious, but the last four words are replaced by a smirk. In the army, it is a senior official who is crushed to death. Not to mention privacy, nothing can be left. This is because Han Zhenhan advocates liberalism more.

During the warlords and wives in the Republic of China period all slept as soon as they were told. Han Zhenhan's domineeringness was nothing.

"Report, Fan Ximing has entered...into the regiment headquarters..."

Isn’t this the current regiment headquarters? Han Zhenhan was confused by the words of Staff Wang for a while, and then suddenly remembered why he was waiting for someone to go to the wing room.

Qin Ming was sent by the carriage by Boss Tian, ​​but Han Zhenhan saw that she was wearing a blue tulle dress and gauze. The place she was going to tomorrow was not the private room in Wangyue Tower. It was in the wilderness.

Seeing that the girl was wearing thin clothes, as the saying goes, the emperor would not kill the soldiers starved to death, of course, he could not let the girl sing a song to help her, so he would freeze it. Han Zhenhan sent someone to find the cheongsam she made before, the kind worn by the girls who were welcomed by the door, and at that time he made Fuyu for new ones. He happened to wear this Qin Ming, and also found a ground-length mink cloak.

After getting the clothes, I naturally had to find a room to try it. I looked at the cleanest and non-limiting house, which was Han Zhenhan's living room and lounge. Women in the Song Dynasty did not wear pants. Some wealthy families may wear a pair of trousers, while most people don't have money to wear pants.

Is Qin Ming rich? Even if Qin Ming is rich, some people, spectators, or something, wouldn't like her wearing a pair of pants. The last time Han Zhenhan played Qin Ming and sent her to the big house for a solo performance that night. The gauze group had already seen Han Zhenhan's brothers not know how many things they had to stay and how many camps they had built.

This time, Lao Fan rushed directly to the place where he changed his clothes. He still didn't see anything he saw. He had already written it on Lao Fan's face, and the seriousness on Han Zhenhan's face did not fade.

"Fan Ximing!"

"arrive!"

"Do you like it?"

"like!"

"Where do you like?"

“……”

"Ha, ha, ha, ha......"

Han Zhenhan deceived Lao Fan's thoughts with hustle and fooled him. Lao Fan's face became even more humble. The person hiding behind the door was so crowded and laughing, and he was a little embarrassed that he could not straighten his waist.

Lao Fan broke through the girl's clothes and changed her clothes, but the girl was trained to please men since she was a child. Although she was hit naked, she exclaimed in a conditioned reflex.

Afterwards, Lao Fan ran away in a hurry and Qin Ming had no reaction. After all, the singer has no right to talk about dignity. His shy attitude was just learned since childhood.

"What's wrong, why did the elder of the Punishment Hall lie in Guandi Temple? Is Guan Yu possessed the God of Martial God? Why is his face so red..."

Boss Bai sorted out what Han Zhenhan wanted in his room, and heard a little bit outside. The noise of Lao Fan was loud.

Just when Lao Fan was ashamed, Boss Bai criticized him, Lao Fan became more energetic.

"Fatty white, don't talk nonsense. I was born in Sichuan and Chongqing. Why not sit on Elder Xing Tang? Do you know what the world is......"

After saying that, he shook the strait of the hanging hair that was blocking his eyes with sacredness. However, the admirational look and admirational look that Lao Fan wanted did not appear.

Han Zhenhan and others looked at Lao Fan and Boss Bai again... and there was another burst of crazy laughter.

Lao Fan was a little confused by everyone's laughter, and felt that the problem came from Boss Bai.

When he looked at Boss Bai, he saw Boss Bai also smiling at him, but this smile made Lao Fan feel embarrassed.

Before Lao Fan could have an attack, Boss Bai stretched out his thumbs and clenched his fists and crossed his chest.

Lao Fan felt a stern in his heart as he looked at the movement, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. Just as he was about to speak, Boss Bai said first, and his mouth was also like the smell of pepper like Lao Fan.

"If you go out on the beach, you have to know that you have to take all the teachings. If you come, you will get rid of the fire and don't follow the teachings. How can you keep the church?"

Lao Fan was completely confused this time and kept saying that he was Brother Pao just to have a better identity in the military camp and be able to convince the public.
Chapter completed!