Chapter 1603 - The correct posture of the routine instructor (3)
Chapter 1603: The correct posture of the routine instructor (3)
Ye Xingxing had thought that he would be the last to arrive, but when he arrived, he realized that Lin zhiqiao was even later than him. After he joined the line, he stood in front of the girl, and Lin zhiqiao rushed over.
Lu yubai was already neatly dressed in front of the team. He wasn’t alone today. There was another man in the same military uniform beside him.
He had broad shoulders, long legs, and a typical soldier’s skeleton. He was very majestic. His handsome bronze face looked especially sunny and righteous. The medal on his shoulder seemed to be a first lieutenant.
Lu yubai took a few steps forward and looked at everyone without saying a word. There was no smile on his face, and his eyes were cold.”An emergency gathering took 15 minutes. If we were in a war era, your heads would have been blown up!”
His calm voice was sonorous and powerful, like a sharp blade stabbing into everyone’s heart.
No as a mountain, and the beads of sweat rolling down his face made it hard for him to open his eyes. The road ahead was blurred, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell.
Ye Xingxing really couldn’t run anymore. He stopped, his hands on his knees, panting heavily.
She couldn’t even see the tail of the team, and when she was left behind just now, Lin zhiqiao even deliberately gave her a proud look.
Dust was flying behind her. She turned her head subconsciously and saw a carefree military SUV.
The driver was Zhan xuantian, and Lu yubai was sitting in the passenger’s seat. She was so envious and jealous that she was almost drooling. She really wanted to get into a car.
“Hurry! What are you dawdling for?” Zhan xuantian drove his car over, shouting at ye Xingxing like a demon instructor.
Ye Xingkong could only straighten his back and continue to run forward slowly.
“Shopping!” Zhan xuantian roared in dissatisfaction, wishing he could whip his back.
Ye Xing Kong maintained the same speed in his silence … It wasn’t that she didn’t want to reply, but she didn’t have the strength to.