"Big White is still as cool as ever."

"Why do you think Bai Mo is doing this against the instructor? It's not in line with his style. Someone wondered.

Another person said casually: "Why else, of course the climate is too bad, Bai Mo wants to end it early." ”

When everyone heard it, they felt that there was some truth.

To say that Bai Mo is the most low-key in the school, he is also the worst-tempered. I heard that a group of people from other schools deliberately provoked him and hit him, and Bai Mo took off the man's arm on the spot.

What surprised them even more was that the instructor just frowned, didn't even criticize him, and really immediately resumed the original training rhythm.

Immediately, someone didn't taste good: "Damn, doesn't the instructor dare to mess with Bai Mo?" ”

"Don't forget what he does at home."

Although the words were a little sour, they didn't dare to talk in front of the main master.

The end of military training.

Su Ci kept up with the young man's pace, reached out to grab his clothes, and lowered his face slightly, "Thank you." ”

Bai Mo is very handsome in a military training uniform, he is tall, but the proportion of his protrusions is very good. It doesn't give the impression of being a bulky man, but it is straight and powerful. Although the aura around him is a little gloomy and difficult to mess with, the gaze that looks at him is also a little oppressive.

But I can't stand his face.

"Thanks for what?"

The young man looked at her with low eyes, his gaze cold and indifferent.

Su Ci grabbed the person and said softly: "You helped me during military training today." ”

Bai Mo's gaze fell on the other party's small hand, which was very small and tender, and it didn't look like a boy.

The girl followed his gaze, withdrew her little hand a little cautiously, and then put it behind her, and just wanted to say something, she saw Bai Mo's eyes sink. Then he turned around and said ruthlessly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to help you." ”

Su Ci raised her little face slightly, staring intently at the figure of the young man leaving.

Then followed.

Fierce.

If you are so fierce to the jar, you will be punished.

The feeling of being sticky in military training is really uncomfortable, not to mention such strict training, which makes people's strength gone.

Su Ci was also a little tired and lying on the bed.

When she saw that the boy had washed his face, she came out of it without a tired look.

I couldn't help asking: "Baimo, aren't you tired?" ”

The young man's hair was still a little wet in front of him, and he walked over, glanced sideways at her, and hummed, a reluctant response.

Lin Feng said with a big grin: "How can he be tired of that big man, I think his future girlfriend is going to suffer." ”

Su Ci tilted his head slightly, and asked puzzledly: "Is it because Bai Mo is too tall?" ”

It's a little high.

Quite a bit taller than her.

The money jar spirit thought to himself seriously.

Lin Feng snorted: "Hey, no, you don't understand this." As soon as he wanted to explain, he saw Bai Mo glancing at him coldly, and his tone was heavy and fierce: "Shut up." ”

Lin Feng immediately shut up and spoke to each other with a zipper action.

Su Ci tilted her little face slightly, feeling like she was watching someone play a dumb riddle, and asked confusedly, "Isn't it?" ”

What is that?

Her eyes were a little sparkling and she said, "Is it the secret of white ink?" Su Ci jumped in her heart, she wanted to know the secret of Bai Mo!

If she kills her again in the future, she will use this threat!

Su Ci thought very vigorously.

So she couldn't help but grab Lin Feng, who wanted to slip away, blinked, and said softly: "Can't I know?" ”