Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Running out of the training ground, there is a three-metre wide road that leads to the mountain.

This alpine mountain, which belongs to the military academy, is dedicated to training students to survive in the wild.

Distance, it's a little far away. Where did Huang Ling go so far...

And it's still a slope, not a concrete paved plain road, a crater, difficult to walk, let alone run.

Gradually, Huang Ling lost the team a long way.

Mobson asked the two deputy coaches to follow the students in front, and he stayed and “supervised” Huang Ling.

Huang Ling held her back and walked forcefully forward.

Mobson followed her and watched as she dragged her heavy footsteps and shook her head helplessly.

“Huang Ling! ”

Huang Ling habitually stood upright: “Report the instructor! Yes!”

Mobson went forward and got close to her. Huang Ling felt the heat and smell on him.

If it weren't for the classmates and the other coaches, Huang Ling would have fallen into his arms.

Mobson looked ahead and said, "Look at the students in front. They're good. ”

Huang Ling whispered: “Brother Mo, you have to train me and you don't have to recruit me to military school. Aren't you the head of Scorpion Corps? For me to be a coach, Heart Gang? ”

“Troops need people, I come myself, to make better choices about who I need. Calling you..."

Mobson snapped his lips and glamorously said, "I can see you every day. ”

After that, the painting suddenly turned and Mobson drank harshly: "Follow me! Hurry up!”

Woo... Bad Mo!

Huang Ling tried to scold people, but he was so harsh that she had to run again.

Just running slower, Mobson walking faster than her.

He was behind her, like a cattle chase: "Come on! Get out of line, you'll all be punished! ”

Huang Ling asked softly: "What punishment? ”

Mobson replied softly, "No meals. ”

After that, he put up the coach's shelf again: "Come on! Run!”

Huang Ling ran panting and kneeling as soon as her legs softened.

Mobson grabbed her waist with one hand.

And this pose, which some of the female students in Mobson saw by turning their heads.

They saw Mobson hugging Huang Ling, and a female classmate was shocked: "Isn't that the new guy? Coach Mo, hold her! ”

“Not hugging her, I just saw clearly, she fell, Coach Mo was helping her. ”

“This is the first time I've seen Coach Mo helping a girl, that Huang Ling, isn't the backstage very powerful? ”

“I don't know, maybe. Otherwise, I wouldn't interfere in freshman year. I fell and was helped by Coach Mo. ”

“Huang Ling wasn't backstage hard, she took the exam, she just didn't like military school, filled in other volunteers, her brother forced her to come.” Xu Lingling came up and inserted a sentence.

“I envy you, if only Coach Mo could help me. ”

“So tired, ah, so tired. ”

These girls started to slow down.

Huang Ling ran red-handed. She leaned against Mobson's arms, "Brother Mo, I'm tired. ”

Mobson looked at her and said, "Weak, you have to keep working out. ”

Mobson let her go: "Keep running. ”

Huang Ling grabbed his arm: “Can you hold me and run? ”

Mobson: “…”

“You don't know, there are a lot of girls in private who like you. ”

Mobson snaps lips: “Jealous? ”

“Well, sour in my heart.” Huang Ling whispered.

At this time, don't pretend to be atmospheric in front of a man, say jealous appropriately, so he'll think about your mood.

If you say you're not jealous, he thinks you're generous, you don't have to worry about how you feel.