Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mobson heard, sword brow softly.

The corner of his mouth, inadvertently ticked, ticked a soft smile.

“Very young.” He answered quickly, so no one else noticed the laughter in his mouth.

Eighteen young?

Some of the girls behind Huang Ling are disgusted. Many of them are eighteen nineteen years old, aren't they young?

Huang Ling mumbled and she tried so hard to hold her laugh.

She's not that serious, and since she met Mobson, Mobson has spoiled her.

Apart from being angry, her face would be pulled long and she would usually look at her, as if she were the only one in the world.

Now, seeing him around, frivolous, cold, serious, she feels weird.

I want to go forward, pinch his face, Brother Mo, stop pretending, you are more handsome and woody, are you going to charm all the girls in school?

“I'm your coach, Mobson, and under my nose, there's no cheating on any training, okay?” Mobson looked closely at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling straightened his waistplate and looked like a soldier Rin. "Yes!

God knows how painful it is to hold her smile inside.

Her face was blushing irregularly because she was holding it.

Mobson looked at her and said, "Why are you blushing? ”

It's autumn and the sun is a little intense, but not heat stroke.

Huang Ling looked at Mobson: "Report to the instructor, shy! ”

When everyone listened, some of them couldn't help but make a backward chill.

How dare this new student, in front of the coaches, say shy?

Mobson looked at Huang Ling: “Why are you shy? ”

Huang Ling blinked at him and smiled: "You're so handsome! ”

“Be serious!” Mobson got his waistplate up.

Huang Ling followed him to the waistplate: “Yes! Sir!”

“Get back in line! ”

“Obey!” Huang Ling did a military ceremony, legs together, turn around!

The motion, she learned something like that, but when she turned around, she finally couldn't hold it, “Pfft” laughed.

When she saw her classmates watching her, she had to stop laughing and head towards the third row.

“Step forward!” Mobson said suddenly.

Huang Ling stopped, turned around and looked at Mobson in confusion.

Together, the students in the two classes were one hundred and thirty, and every thirteen rows, she stood in the front row, one less in the third row, and one more in the first row.

Mobson pointed to a boy, cold-blooded: “You and Huang Ling change places. ”

“Obey! Sir!”

Huang Ling stood in front of her and Mobson looked at her every move.

She could also look up at Mobson, Huang Ling lifted her eyes, her face didn't dare to laugh, but her eyes filled with laughter.

Mobson was in a good mood to see the girl staring at herself without shame.

Associate coach Ives took the first two steps and said seriously to them: "Today's training is about survival in the wild! ”

Survive the wild!

They're favorites.

Ives pointed at the mountain behind them: "See? That mountain is your target! ”

The two classmates turned around and looked at the mountains behind them, and the boys' eyes lit up.

Once in the deep mountains, you don't have to be as serious as you are on the training field to talk to the coaches up close.

Eves: “Look forward! ”

All the Numen returned, turning around and looking forward.

Eves: “Turn back! Walk! ”

Class footsteps are neat, consistent, running!

Start with the last row, run one row at a time.

Huang Ling's platoon was the last to start, and this platoon walked together, with Mobson and two deputy coaches behind him.

It's exciting!

Huang Ling found this kind of training interesting.

A bunch of people, a rhythmic run, much more powerful than her running alone!

But running, Huang Ling dropped the team, tired...