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    "Yuan... Yuan... Marshal, what did you say?" The four instructors said in unison, and the live version performed a real "shaking" sound.

    This, is this still their ascetic god of war?

    According to legend, if a woman is rejected for a thousand miles, not even a single female will appear in the marshal's mansion. Now, this high-sounding, natural-looking male god took Leng Yiyao's hand and said that he wanted to sleep with her. , must be an illusion!

    right! hallucinations!

    "What? What's wrong with your ears?" Homer obviously didn't like his words being questioned, especially when he declared Leng Yiyao's ownership, he couldn't tolerate his subordinates being stupid in front of her: "I remember During your military assessment, listening is counted as a score, right? Do you need to rework every one of them?"

    This sentence fell, it sounded like a joke, and the sound of thunder could be vaguely heard.

    Even if they were just overjoyed and shocked their hearts, at this moment, the four instructors instantly packed their stupid faces.

    His waist straightened instantly, his feet stood side by side, and with a "pop", he performed a military salute again.

    This time, the army was quiet and solemn: "Please don't worry, Marshal! We will rectify the camp immediately!"

    It turns out that Commander Chen Feng He specially took care of Leng Yiyao before for no reason. They were still thinking crooked before. It seems that the marshal could not wait to carry this little master in his arms. If you treasure it so much, why are you still suffering in a group of rough men's barracks?

    The four of them looked at each other bitterly, and their expressions were indescribable.

    There are fifty-one trainees in this batch, including Leng Yiyao, there are only three girls in total. In order to consider the convenience of accommodation, an independent tent was specially made for the three girls, but now it seems that Leng Yiyao is impossible to live in. Forcing the two girls to another camp was too conspicuous.

    The four instructors, who had been bear with others for a day, were so tempted to scratch their scalps by such words from Homer.

    He's obviously an instructor, but he's only in charge of the competition. Why do you want them to intervene in this kind of internal affairs?

    The four of them almost hugged their heads and winked at each other. How could the camp be organized? or? Get another one for these two?

    "Build a new tent." As if he could hear their voices, Homer raised his eyes and opened his mouth graciously.

    If you can show it, at least there is a direction.

    The four instructors' hearts lit up, and they almost shouted excitedly. Who knows, the next moment, Homer turned his head to the side, and continued with a calm expression: "Don't put our camp here. It's about three kilometers away from the campsite. I think it's good."

    "Ping-ping-pong" The tables and chairs not far from the four of them, like toys, were staggered and bumped by them, making bursts of loud noises. However, they seemed to be ignorant, staring wide-eyed, staring dully at the marshal who looked like the breeze and the moon.

    hiss!

    Wouldn't it count to have a separate tent? Even far away from them!

    Three kilometers!

    That's called Tian Tianying, and the ground is not working. Even if the scream is broken, no one can hear it...

    Nonsence!

    What is a broken throat...

    After a whole day of field assault training, a woman who can accelerate, accelerate and then speed in the second half of the weight-bearing cross-country run will cry out?

    However, the person who sleeps together at night is the Marshal-sama. Although it can't be said that "there is no future", but from the history of the empire since the founding of the country, the marshal can definitely be regarded as a genius who is "unprecedented".

    When two people meet like this, it's called a broken throat...

    Well, just imagining it makes me feel super emotional and super exciting!

    However, in other words, wild fun or something, it's really good to play so much as soon as you play it? Master Marshal?

    The four of them were blushing, and they dared not open their mouths to speak. They just stared at Hemo and Leng Yiyao stupidly, as if they were weathered, and they were all messy.

    Leng Yiyao quietly lowered her eyes and gritted her teeth.

    Just now, in front of these four people, Homer said that she would sleep with her at night, and she had endured it. But now, he chose to use this ambiguous tone, focusing on the need to set up a tent three kilometers away from the campsite.

    She knew, because the heat source searched by the heat source detection system was nearby, but looking at the faces of these four instructors, she knew that their minds were already on the eighteenth bend of the mountain road, and they had already turned to the sky...

    Leng Yiyao's right hand gently rested on Hemo's palm, and the backhand was a 360-degree rotation!

    Homer's eyes narrowed, she really pinched him!

    It was like a furious rabbit, with ruddy eyes, cuter than the "little pet" at her feet.

    Hemo didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and even smiled slightly, showing a doting look towards her: "Or, if you don't sleep at night, I will accompany you until dawn."

    Chen Fenghe pushed open the gate of the military tent, and this was what he heard head-on.

    At that moment, he almost felt as if he had been struck by lightning in the head.

    Leng Yiyao…….

    These three words, he pressed under the tip of his tongue, turned around many times, met each other, but always called "Miss Leng" in a calm and polite manner. Now, the marshal he always respected, with a casual smile on his face, with an unconscious tenderness in his eyes, stared at her quietly, with an intimate whisper, expressing the feelings of the two.

    He decided there, obviously felt that this was not too explicit, but it was a commandment from the marshal, more similar to a joke. But why, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

    So, he cares more than he thinks, doesn't he?

    Usually, it seems indifferent and calm, but in fact it is all disguised by itself, right?

    He suddenly remembered the time when he was drinking and staying in the room at the royal banquet, but was accidentally hit by her sister...

    She, who had never been on the sidelines and watched the situation in the imperial capital with a cold eye, would stand up for her without hesitation. At that time, is it already in deep depression?

    It's just that he has been looking at flowers in the fog, and he refuses to admit it after all?

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