Tequila, Xiao Ming often sees this name in Hollywood movies.
It is associated with blood, passion, bravery, and challenge.
Most of the people who drink it are young men and women with strong hormones, usually in bars.
At the age of Xiao Ming, Jing Chun and Dao Feng, before the nuclear disaster, they were the same people who wasted their youth, clubbing and taking drugs.
But now, they have to bear responsibilities that are inconsistent with their age.
However, this does not mean that they are far away from the nature of young people.
Xiao Ming and Jing Chun both looked at the two bottles of golden and translucent tequila with great interest: "How to drink it?"
Like magic, Blade took out three small glass cups and placed them on the table in the shape of a Chinese glyph: "The authentic way to drink is to rub salt on the back of your hand, add a slice of lemon, and drink it all in one gulp.
But we are warriors. , naturally I want to drink in the most challenging way.”
Daofeng's words successfully aroused the youthful pulse of Xiao Ming and Jing Chun, and they were eager to try: "Okay, tell me quickly."
Blade blinked his deep emerald eyes, raised his hand, took out a small bottle of salt from the rich dinner plate, and picked up a plate of lemon slices.
Lemons are an important part of Western food, so they are grown in both bases.
He showed a naughty smile like a child: "It's very simple.
One person rubs salt on his neck, and then holds a piece of lemon in his mouth.
The other person has to lick the salt first, then suck the lemon, and finally drink the wine.
Of course, usually, it’s a combination of men and women.”
"Ah, that's it."
Xiao Ming was startled and hesitated immediately.
This is too ambiguous.
Wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing if he and Jing Chun drank like this?
Blade shrugged disapprovingly: "Yes, this way of drinking alcohol can stimulate the body to the maximum extent.
After a battle, there is nothing more relaxing than this."
Xiao Ming has seen the openness of white people, and he has the intention to refuse, but he is afraid of refuting Dao Feng's face.
He and he have finally developed a good chemical reaction and cannot easily destroy it.
He glanced at Jing Chun subconsciously to see what her opinion was.
If she refused, Dao Feng would naturally have no objection to him.
Jing Chun had just drank red wine, and a blush appeared on her delicate and fair face.
What she said shocked Xiao Ming: "Okay, I also want to relax.
Brothers, let's get started."
Do as the Romans do.
Westerners don't pay as much attention to drinking as Easterners do, and there are no drinking orders.
They just start drinking.
Blade filled the three cups without any pretense: "Let me demonstrate first.
You have to move quickly so that you can taste the taste."
Jing Chun had already generously rubbed a little white salt on her slender neck, picked up a half-rectangular slice of lemon, and held half of it in her small lips, making a waiting gesture.
Xiao Ming watched the blade pick up a glass of wine, quickly stuck out his tongue, licked the salt off Jing Chun's neck, and then bit off the lemon pulp in her mouth.
At the same time, he raised his neck, drained the wine in one gulp, and made a sound.
It screamed strangely and seemed very comfortable.
The whole process was neat and tidy, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of Jing Chun.
Jing Chun's expression was very natural.
He put salt on it, held a piece of lemon in his mouth, and turned to Xiao Ming, with a hint of shyness in his eyes.
Xiao Ming had no choice but to follow the example, and the contact with Jing Chun was like a dragonfly touching water, but he also drank it up in one gulp.
I felt a burning sensation in my throat, going straight down to my chest and abdomen.
The aroma of wine overflowed with an endless aftertaste.
My limbs suddenly felt extremely happy, and I couldn't help but let out a strange scream.
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Infected by the two of them, Jing Chun couldn't help but look forward to it and excited: "Brother Dao Feng, I'll match you first."
Seeing that Jing Chun did not choose him first, Xiao Ming actually felt a little sour in his heart.
When he saw her sticking out the tip of her small red tongue, licking Dao Feng's neck, and then nibbling on the lemon as if kissing her, the feeling became even stronger.
Jing Chun drank it all in one gulp and stuck out his tongue because of the heat.
He raised his arms and shouted "yeah", turning into a passionate girl next door.
Xiao Ming saw the other side of her for the first time, and suddenly thought whether she was too depressed when she was around him.
It was a rare opportunity to release herself, and she would definitely enjoy it tonight.
With this thought in mind, he also let go.
At the beginning of the second round, when Jing Chun drank, she naturally matched up with Xiao Ming.
The tip of her tongue slid across his skin, her pink lips touched his, and her innocent eyes couldn't help but become blurred.
After three rounds of drinking, all three of them got into the mood.
Their whole bodies were hot, and their upper bodies were stripped down to their uniform black vests.
Xiao Ming has a strong body and well-proportioned limbs.
The blade is more muscular, especially the tuft of brown chest hair, which adds to the macho majesty.
Jing Chun, on the other hand, has jade-like skin and a graceful figure.
Set off by the two standard men from the East and the West, she has more of a feminine and sexy look.
The three handsome men and beauties forgot their respective identities, put aside their usual seriousness, and fully enjoyed the taste of youth, letting their youth be unruly and in full bloom.
When two of them match, the other one claps, slams the table, or whistles.
Every time after drinking, the three of them screamed together, and the two of them even had an impromptu dance.
If other soldiers had seen this scene, their glasses would have been shattered.
It's just that when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little.
If you have wine now, you will be drunk now.
However, when the sun rises tomorrow, everything will be restored to its original state.
Xiao Ming was woken up by a splash of urine.
He opened his eyes in a daze.
He felt his mouth was dry and his head was splitting.
He vaguely remembered that he, Dao Feng and Jing Chun drank so much last night that the sky was spinning and the sky was dark, and then he didn't know anything. .
He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, only to find that he was in a single dormitory.
The guards should have carried him here.
He entered the bathroom in a daze, and subconsciously went to unbutton his pants, but failed.
When he lowered his head, he saw that he was naked.
He was so drunk that he didn't even remember how he took off his clothes to sleep.
After draining the water, he connected the faucet with his mouth and drank a lot of water.
He felt better and still a little sleepy.
He walked out of the bathroom and prepared to take a nap.
When he reached the bed, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The quilt was bulging, as if there was someone lying on it.
Xiao Ming tensed up, his warrior instinct awakened, his eyes widened, and he carefully lifted the quilt, only to see a long, dark cloud-like hair and a snow-white round shoulder.
He shook his head and suddenly woke up from his hangover.
He touched his head and couldn't remember why there was an extra woman in his room.
No, he has been living in the Second Command these days.
How can he have his own room?
Maybe, because he was drunk, he accidentally entered someone else's dormitory, and it was a woman.
He glanced at the military uniforms neatly folded on the chair and could see that this woman was quite attentive.
Xiao Ming looked at his naked body again, and couldn't help crying.
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Could it be that he had sex after drinking and had something that shouldn't happen with a strange woman.
He is the dignified commander-in-chief and the spiritual symbol of the Republic.
It is conceivable that any woman in the base will not reject him as long as she does not have a spouse.
If this spreads out, wouldn't it mean that he is using his power for personal gain and using his power to oppress others?
Of course, with his current status, as long as the woman is willing, no one will do anything to him.
The problem is, if the news reaches the ears of his two wives, he will definitely shed his skin even if he is not dead.
The petty trouble is small, but the impact on the relationship between husband and wife is big.
He is a man with a criminal record.
If he makes the same mistake again, how can the two wives trust him again?
Between husband and wife, trust is the cornerstone of relationship Xiao Ming didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he hurriedly and lightly put on his clothes.
He just wanted to run away immediately, for fear of waking up the woman on the bed and causing trouble.
As long as you just pat your butt and leave, and the woman doesn't pursue the issue, the matter will be over.
But he found two sets of military uniforms on the chair.
It was a female soldier.
Well, it is an unspoken rule that your subordinates will be punished with a higher penalty.
Xiao Ming quickly put on his clothes, put on his shoes, and tiptoed out the door.
Fortunately, there were no guards standing guard at the door, and there was no one else.
Sure enough, we were in a military camp.
He breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put on his shoes, lowered his hat, walked out, returned to his post, and acted as if nothing happened.
He looked at his watch and saw that it was already six-thirty.
This time was usually the time for morning exercises, but there was no one in the camp.
The soldiers fought fiercely for many days and finally won an arduous victory.
There was another celebration party in the evening, and the entire army had a rare day off.
Xiao Ming was secretly happy that God was also helping him, and he could get away with this little mistake.
However, he was happy too early.
There were two sentries standing at the gate of the camp.
When they saw Xiao Ming approaching, they stood at attention and saluted: "Good morning, Commander-in-Chief."
Xiao Ming was still recognized by his subordinates.
He retorted guiltily, walked a few steps and then turned back: "How to get to the headquarters?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp siren suddenly sounded.
It was a level 1 combat alert.
He couldn't help but change his face: