Chapter 1118

"Big white is still as cool as ever."

"Why do you think that Bai Mo is against the instructor like this? It's not in his style. " Some people do not understand the way.

Another man said casually, "why, of course, is that the weather is so bad that white ink wants to finish it earlier."

People also felt that there was some truth in it.

White ink is the most low-key school, but he is also the most bad tempered. It is said that a gang of people in the foreign school deliberately provoked him and bumped him. White ink took the man's arm off on the spot.

What's more, they were surprised that the instructor just frowned and didn't criticize him. He really restored the original training rhythm.

Immediately some people do not taste the way: "Damn, the drillmaster is afraid to provoke white ink?"

"Don't forget what his family does."

Although the words are a little sour, they dare not force them to talk in front of the Lord.

Military training is over.

Su porcelain kept up with the youth's pace, reached out to grab his clothes, slightly raised his face and said, "thank you."

Bai Mo is very handsome in military training uniform, but he is tall and has a good proportion. It doesn't feel like a big man, but it's straight and powerful. Although the breath of the whole body is a bit gloomy and not easy to provoke, the eyes that look over are also a little oppressive.

But he can't stand his face.

"Thank you for what?"

The young man looked down at her with cold and indifferent eyes.

Su porcelain grabs a person, soft way: "you helped me in today's military training."

White ink's eyes fall on each other's small hands, white tender is also very small, it is not like a boy.

The girl looked along his eyes. She took back her little hands and put them behind her. Just as she wanted to say something, she saw white ink's eyes sink down. Then he turned around and said mercilessly, "don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to help you."

Su porcelain micro raised a small face, staring at the figure of the youth left.

Then he followed.

Fierce.

If you're so cruel to the jar, you'll get retribution.

It's hard to feel sticky in military training. What's more, the strict training makes people lose their strength.

Su porcelain is also a little tired, lying prone on the bed.

When she saw that the boy had washed his face, she came out of it with no sign of weariness.

Can't help but ask: "white ink, are you not tired?"

The hair in front of the teenager was still stained with a little water. He went over and looked at her sideways. Er, it was a reluctant response.

Lin Feng said carelessly: "his big man, how could he be tired? I think his future girlfriend will suffer."

Su porcelain slightly tilted his head, puzzled: "is it because the white ink grows too high?"

It's a little high.

Much higher than her.

The money juggler thought carefully.

Lin Feng puffed and hissed: "Hey, no, you don't understand this." He just wanted to explain, saw white ink coldly glanced at him, tone again heavy and fierce: "shut up."

Lin Feng immediately shut up, to the mouth to a zipper action.

Su porcelain slightly raised her small face, feeling as if she was watching people playing charades. She was puzzled and asked, "isn't it?"

What is that?

Her eyes have light crystal said: "is white ink's secret?" Su porcelain jumped up in her heart. She wanted to know the secret of white ink!

If you attack her again, she will use this threat!

Su porcelain has a special air.

So she couldn't help grabbing Lin Feng who wanted to slip away, blinked her eyes and said softly, "can't I know?"

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