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49. Chapter 49: 047 Dry Firewood 3

"Come in." He Lianqing still let go of Qian Xiaojue, straightened his military uniform and ordered the soldiers outside the door.

The door opened, and a soldier was carrying a large tray with a lot of delicious food on it. Without even daring to look at Qian Xiaojue, the soldier put the things down and saluted Helian Qing, and then left quickly.

Qian Xiaojue walked over and saw that they were all homemade stir-fries and a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

Smell it, it's fragrant.

"Have you eaten yet?" Qian Xiaojue asked Helian when he saw that there was only one pair of chopsticks.

"Yes." Helian stood up, pulled the chair to the table, pushed Qian Xiaojue down and sat down, and said: "Eat, go take a shower after eating, and then I will take you somewhere."

Go somewhere?

Qian Xiaojue became a little curious, and immediately started to eat without any hesitation.

At the end of the meal, she was sweating on the tip of her nose because she was anxious. Helian Qing, who had been sitting by the bed reading the newspaper, looked at her anxious look and finally relaxed her expression. She curled her lips and felt better.

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"I've finished eating." Qian Xiaojue thoroughly cleaned up the bowl of tomato and egg noodles, and then immediately thanked Helian for the credit.

You know, she has never had a big appetite. In the past, she would not have been able to finish such a bowl of noodles.

Sure enough, He Lianqing saw that there wasn't even an egg drop left at the bottom of the bowl, and finally knew that she was really hungry to the extreme.

He smiled, put down the newspaper and praised me: "Good boy, obedient. Now go take a shower. Here is a change of clothes."

With that said, He Lianqing took out the clothes he had prepared and handed them to Qian Xiaojue.

Qian Xiaojue hugged her and looked at the room with some embarrassment: "But...where can I wash it?"

"Bathhouse." Helian stood up, walked over, put his arm around Qian Xiaojue's shoulders and left the room.

Bathhouse? Could it be...a bathhouse only for men in their army?

Qian Xiaojue knew that every army had a cooking class, but he had never thought that there would be women here, so it was not surprising to think that there were only men's bathhouses.

Sure enough, when Qian Xiaojue stood in front of the bathhouse, her facial expression that had rarely broken the ice for thousands of years finally cracked.

"Can't I bring hot water to your room so I can take a shower..." Qian Xiao never wanted to go in. It was a men's bathhouse and she had never been in it before. It was a little weird.

He Lianqing also rarely saw the fearful expression on Qian Xiaojue's face, and smiled with some satisfaction: "The room is too small, there is no big bucket, go in, I told you a long time ago, there is no one inside, and...

I'll keep watch here."

Qian Xiaojue always believed in her husband Helian Qing without any doubt. He was the first person she met after she woke up again. He was also her husband. He was always so kind to her. She

My whole body and soul depended on him.

Therefore, when he asked her to jump, although she was confused, she jumped without any doubt.

Therefore, he now said that he would stay here. Although she was still a little uneasy and afraid, she still walked in.

Putting the clean clothes aside, Qian Xiaojue looked at the entire bathhouse.

It's a bit simpler than an ordinary bathhouse, but the confidentiality measures are still good. There are no windows, no gaps, no half-man, just yourself.

Moreover, it was kept very clean.

How did she know that Lieutenant Colonel Helian had given the order, and those soldiers had already rushed in to clean it up in a hurry.
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