Chapter 12: Unless you admit defeat!
Whether it is reasonable or not, Mu Yutian obviously cannot beat Murong Yanxing, so she can only be obedient. After all, people are under the roof and have to bow their heads!
Murong Yanxing hugged Mu Yutian and walked towards his dormitory.
Mu Yutian was put on the bed by Murong Yanxing. She originally thought that she might be thrown on the bed by him, but in the end, this person was not as she had imagined. Although he looked very strong, occasionally... he was gentle.
"I don't have to participate in the exercise in the afternoon, you can rest first." Murong Yanxing looked at Mu Yutian on the bed and spoke.
When Mu Yutian heard Murong Yanxing say this, her big eyes immediately shone, and there was something that the little mouse had stolen a sweet grape.
Great! You can rest!
She wants to take a shower and then hold the quilt and sleep well!
Murong Yanxing can't know what Mu Yutian is thinking, and she thought that she won't let you rest so happily.
"But." Murong Yanxing continued to speak without waiting for her lips to pull up, "There are no more mistakes in training tomorrow morning."
Mu Yutian was about to speak, but was blocked by Murong Yanxing's words.
"Unless...you just admit defeat?"
"I, I can't do it!" Mu Yutian retorted with her neck.
Murong Yanxing nodded: "That's good. I remember that you just came and were not used to the schedule here. I will wake you up tomorrow morning. I want to go to train troops now. You can rest yourself."
Finally sent the great devil away!
Although I know that the happiness now is short-lived, Mu Yutian still enjoys such a free life.
Can someone come to take over the evil man Murong Yanxing?!
No, no, no, I can't accept him. If he is taken away... the Mu family will have no backer.
Mu Yutian held the quilt and felt very complicated about Murong Yanxing in a very complicated mood.
As soon as Murong Yanxing walked out of the house, he was blocked by the third platoon leader again.
He almost knew what the third row was going to say, but Murong Yanxing ignored him and walked straight forward.
The third platoon leader knew their army commander's temper, so he followed him directly and said: "Boss, I heard that old guy from Lou Yu is going to send his eldest son to our team? Or... tempering and tempering? This is obviously hard for us to do. Who doesn't know that his eldest son playboy, a soft-boy, a rich man who is lazy... is the cannon fodder in his hands. If we can't take him well, he has reason to find the third army. If we take him well... I guess he will have to grind him to death, and he will have to cause trouble for us again at that time... Anyway... what, boss, our third platoon will not accept such people."
"You guys are all very well-informed." Murong Yanxing stopped with a cold face.
The third platoon leader could only smile: "Boss, this is also a kind of tactic. You know yourself and your enemy."
"You have many tricks. The row leader in the morning has come to me to understand. Now you are here too. It seems that I can only stuff people into ten rows."
One row, three rows and ten rows are three elite teams that Murong Yanxing personally supervised.
"Are you really going to collect it?" The third platoon leader really admired their boss. He just picked up a wife who fainted on the playground on the first day. Now he wants to pick up his ancestors.
Chapter completed!