Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

Xing Youliang also saw Fu Jin running at the back of the team in his car.

"..." Su Tinghe still slightly closed his eyes and closed his eyes. Heartache? Don't feel bad! They all want to give it to her like grandparents! I can also let her escape this military training, but can this girl do it by herself?

"Boss, my sister-in-law has good endurance. Look at those silly boys. They are as tired as dogs at such a distance. She doesn't see anything wrong!"

"Then you have to see who owns it!" Su Tinghe suddenly said with his eyes closed, with obvious pride in his tone.

"Hey, hey, hey, too. Few can give you tricks. Is my sister-in-law the first female animal?"

"How do you speak?" Su Tinghe straightened up and glared at him.

"Ah? Slip of the tongue! Hey, hey, heroine, all right! "

"Drive well! Turn around and go back to breakfast. "

At the end of the five kilometer long run, there was no queue for the students back on the playground. Three and two helped each other, and some fell directly on the lawn.

Fu Jin was also a little tired and his feet softened. His sweat had soaked his camouflage clothes, and his little face full of sweat was also red. Because there was no whole team, she walked back and forth slowly by herself, alleviating the pain in her legs. Such a sudden heavy load of exercise, although not too tired to collapse, but also feel a little to the limit.

After a short rest, the instructor ordered the whole team to make the first comment, then announced the dissolution, had breakfast, and gathered on the playground an hour and a half later.

As the students had breakfast in the canteen, Fu Jin returned to his dormitory, took off his wet camouflage clothes, simply wiped his body and put on a new one. See if it's time to throw the clothes off into the basin and wash them out quickly

As Su Tinghe said, the morning training starts with standing. The instructor demonstrated several standard military posture movements, and then the students practiced by themselves.

This time is the end of August. It is midsummer in Kyoto. The sun that hasn't come out when running in the morning has risen by this time. Although it was only nine o'clock, the heat waves also made the students standing in the hot sun a little unbearable. Sweat slowly flowed down, and every young face was a little red by the sun. Although it is the first time to stand in the military position, it takes at least an hour as required. The sun continued to shine its enthusiasm. On the playground, the neat camouflage team stood still.

In front of the team, the mighty and tall instructor, dressed in training clothes and military hats, stood motionless in front of the team like standing green pines. Only the sharp eyes, from time to time swept across each face full of sweat

In the last row of the team, Fu Jin tightened his body and stood straight. If you go around the back, you can clearly see that her back has been soaked with sweat. Living in the north since childhood, there was no such temperature even when it was the hottest. The current high-temperature baking is more painful for Fu Jinlai than running ten kilometers.

Hold on, hold on! Fu Jin, don't you want to go higher and climb farther? This is the first day. There are many tests waiting for you. You must insist and come on! My heart cheered me silently, but gradually, my body no longer obeyed my will.

Fu Jin's eyes began to be a little lax, and a trace of pale gradually appeared on his red face. Several students in front fainted. Fu Jin clenched his fist and put it back on both sides of his legs. He bit his lips hard. She still insisted

Su Tinghe came out of the office and walked to the training ground shoulder to shoulder with Qin Yong.

"Shit! It's a little too hot today! " Just out of the office, there was a heat wave outside, which made Qin Yong frown.

When the two men approached the training ground, several fainted students were held by others. "Is this heatstroke?" Qin Yong asked an instructor who followed him.

"The temperature is too high. This will inevitably happen on the first day of training." The instructor saluted them.

"Take it to the infirmary." Su Tinghe said and looked at the neat team.

At the end of the last row, Fu Jin stood quietly. Su Tinghe's calm black eyes suddenly caught a touch of anxiety. The girl doesn't look right! Thinking of walking towards the back of the team.

"... hehe!" The abandoned terracotta warriors looked at the direction he went, shook their heads and smiled twice. Look at this guy's nervousness. It's not certain whether people will buy you or not!

"... if you can't insist, take a break." Approaching Fu Jin, Su Tinghe said in a very soft voice.

"..." Fu Jin, whose consciousness was already a little vague, suddenly heard this sound and subconsciously turned his head to look. At the moment, the last person you want to see suddenly appeared. Gritting his teeth and ignoring him, Fu Jin didn't want him to see his own jokes.

"..." seeing her stubborn appearance, Su Tinghe was annoyed. Staring at her pale face, he stood beside her.

The instructor in front saw his boss standing behind the team and dared not be careless at all. In a thick voice, he shouted the essentials of action, reminding the students who couldn't hold on immediately.

Neither of the two behind spoke again, and there was a silent confrontation in silence... Finally, an hour passed. The instructor pinched the time, shouted to dissolve and rest in place. Almost everyone sat down on the playground in the next second.

When Fu Jin heard the command, he also relaxed his body like relief, but then he felt dizzy, and a strong sense of nausea gathered in his heart. The thin body shook and staggered to the ground, falling into a confusion with consciousness.

"Xiaojin!" Su Tinghe stretched out his big hand, picked up her body, stopped at the waist and picked up the man.

When the instructor and the students heard the cry, they all looked back. The tall and powerful chief instructor held the female classmate who fainted and took a hasty stride away

When Fu Jin woke up again, he had returned to his dormitory. Just wanted to get up, a big hand pushed her back to bed. "Don't move, lie down." Su Tinghe sat by the bed, wiping her little feet that had been taken off her shoes and socks.

"Go away!" Fu Jin shouted in great surprise, anxious to take back his feet.

"Be obedient to me!" The big hand clenched her thin ankle tightly. Su Tinghe didn't stop his action. His voice was a little angry. "Axial, can't you give me a soft coat?"

"..." Fu Jin tightened his body and felt the movement from his feet very soft. It was very comfortable for a damp and hot towel to brush his sore feet.

The cool eyes stared at the man sitting not far away who was carefully wiping his feet. Su Tinghe... Fu Jin looked at his face seriously for the first time.