Swimming, this metaphor is too appropriate for Lin Nuanxi.

Jiang Boxiao's shoulders trembled slightly: [Swimming is quite physically demanding, and it is normal for you to feel tired. ]

[What?] ]

[Nothing, do you want to get up and get something to eat?] ]

After exerting physical strength, of course, it is necessary to replenish nutrition. Otherwise, how can you afford to "swim" the next day?

……

Sometimes, Jiang Bo was really jealous of this damn convenient power in the hands of Beitang Yaori. The dignified Federal Major General and Officer wantonly used his power to seek self-interest, should he go and inform him and let him restrain himself a little?

It was definitely a treat to be able to see his unhappy expression on Di Shao's face!

Jiang Bo could only smile evilly and immerse himself in the situation of YY abusing him, recovering from his excessive pressure.

However, it is indeed a very unpleasant thing to be a microphone for others, especially when the other party is the emperor who cannot be provoked!

[Chrysanthemum tea was delivered within thirty minutes, first, Lin Nuanxi cooked it by himself; Second, it must be hot. ]

On the other end of the phone, it's a damn absolute order!

Jiang Bo, Jiang Bo, whoever let the other party be the emperor Shao, you can only damn your fate!

Putting down the phone, Jiang Bo's charming smile can almost kill people!

[Tell Lin Nuanxi that I won't be able to drink her chrysanthemum tea now and I'll die, let her cook it for me.] If you can't do it in twenty minutes, go to hell and apologize to Hades. ]

[Yes, it's the young master!] The servant was so frightened that he nodded hurriedly, the young master smiled too charmingly, this kind of charm can definitely kill people!

Lin Nuanxi had no right to refuse, because of the contract between her and Jiang Bo, she was also a servant of the Paralinka Manor, but a high-level steward servant.

likes to drink chrysanthemum tea, so she only has to cook it obediently.

Woods, barracks residences.

A black helicopter came to a roaring ground in the open space of the military headquarters.

As soon as the plane came to a stop, a person jumped directly from the plane holding a thermos bucket and ran towards the major general's tent.

A spear blocked the servant's path.

[Standing.] ]

[I'm here to deliver chrysanthemum tea to the Major General.] ]

The servant looked at the cold gun in the soldier's hand in front of him and swallowed.

After an order was given to let him go, the soldier moved away and let him in.

Beitang Yaori looked at the documents while enjoying the chrysanthemum tea that was still hot, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Indeed, it's her taste.

[Go back and tell Jiang Bo that it will be as usual tonight.] ]

[I know the way, Emperor Shao.] ]

The servant nodded, wiping the sweat from his head, the soldier's gun just now still made him shiver!

Young master, why can't you invite your "friend" to the manor as a guest, and ask him to come to this horrible place just to send a cup of tea.

I hope it won't happen again next time, he doesn't want to be beaten into a hornet's nest.

[Emperor Shao, if you don't have other instructions, then I'll go back first.] ]

Beitang Yaosun answered, and the servant turned to leave the tent and left in a helicopter to return to his life.

[Report!] Before the cup of chrysanthemum tea was drunk, the loud voice of the soldier sounded outside the tent.

[What's the matter?] ]

[Major General Ulysses, fax from the Federation.] The soldier handed the hot document he had just printed out and placed it on the table.

Beitang Yaori picked up the document and glanced at it—

It is the release of the Chinese military department that proves that in the Sino-Indian handover area, India is ready to carry out a strategic plan for the army and air force to carry out ground and air simulations.