Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

By lunch, Qiao Hui had sent a chicken soup and a sweet soup. They were all made with Chinese medicine to replenish the blood. Although there was still a bit of Chinese medicine, the whole thing was still covered up by the sweetness of the aromatic chicken soup and desserts.

“Mom, you're so nice to me.” Woody Mouth had a big mouthful of chicken soup and secretly gave Yun Ting a bowl.

I think of him at last.

Yunting was in a better mood. He bored a bowl of chicken soup like a drink.

After eating, the trees dragged Yunting outside to whisper.

“Yunting, look at me. Take Mom home. You won't be using it this afternoon. I'm really fine, which woman doesn't have a period. It's not a big deal, I feel energetic after drinking so much blood. ”

“You dislike me?” The clouds lifted their eyes and there was blood filament in their eyes.

There is a slight pain in the heart of the trees.

“Yunting, I'm not a child. Even children can learn to be independent. I'm really fine. You see, you send four little fighters to protect us every day, and you should trust them. They're dedicated, they protect us, they learn hard.

Either they can't learn or they weren't born at a good time and missed the opportunity to learn. ”

When the trees speak, there is a glow of excitement in their eyes. That's because she really thinks of them as her students.

But in Yunting's eyes, the trees saw the good of others, and they disliked him.

“Yunting ~ ~ ~" The trees knew that explaining so much was useless, they simply amplified the trick and dragged Yunting's arms into delicacy.

“Yun Ting... be good, will you believe me, go back? The students laughed at me thinking I needed protection. ”

Yunting's lips were silent and she still stared at the trees.

Wood always thought Yunting's eyes were strange today, and then started thinking about it.

Yes, she remembers!

Yunting seemed to say that she disliked him.

The trees raised their toes and a lip print was left on Yunting's chin, hipping and laughing:

“Honey, I'm going to see you train tonight. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Yunting nodded, turning around and walking.

Yunting did not return to the barracks, but went to the nearby training camp.

Every day, one company trains near the school, which is the diving rule set by Yunting, training while doing warnings in action.

Since the trees wanted him back, he was close to coaching the training.

This time, he was led by a restrained little Joe, one of the best and least abusive in his temper among several Thunder god instructors.

I don't know if it's proportional to leading the army, the last time a few companies were in competition, little Joe's nine companies took the last place.

Yunting came to the training camp with a dark face. He didn't train people, he didn't give a shit, he took off his shirt and joined the training.

Troopers are a little bloody, they can't compete with the chief, can they?

Unfortunately, the facts taught them a bloody lesson, they weighed 20 kilos, Yunting weighed 40 kilos, they did crawl forward, they did all kinds of obstacle exercises, they did two rounds of Yunting speed and they haven't finished one round yet!

The scariest thing is that clouds are double weighing in.

Physical education is, do it yourself, you can do whatever you want.

Are you sure it's okay?

Yunting did this, and the eggs of the recruits, who idolized Yunting, screamed and rushed.

Well, the speed is too fast, the body is unbalanced, a lot of people are hooked by obstacles in order to get speed, and once they are hooked, they ask for it again, and they delay it even more.