Zhao Ying walked into the house to find Long Xiaoqi something, about the Guardian Army.

Ren Zhiyuan had already gone back, so Zhao Ying went home again, but the matter of the Guardian Force was not over yet.

In this matter, under Zhao Ying's violent temper, the actions of the Guardian troops were full of radicalism, especially the final battle flag company dispatched to protect the flag.

I don't know when it started, and the battle flag was ...... No, not only the Battle Banner Company, but the entire Guardian Force seemed to be tainted with Long Xiaoqi's vices.

This made the above very unhappy, to be precise, it should have made some big guys very unhappy, especially Long Xiaoqi also scolded one of the big guys.

So, a series of reforms are needed for the Guardian forces, and this kind of reform is something that many people don't want to see.

"Hmm...... Xiao Qi, the Guardian Force will carry out a month-long rectification of work style and discipline. Zhao Ying stood behind the chair and said while pinching Long Xiaoqi's shoulder: "This time, the leader above personally squatted and organized the rectification. ”

Rectifying work style and discipline is an activity that the army often conducts, including studying rules and regulations, military appearance and discipline, and work style training.

Generally speaking, this kind of activity is carried out in response to the distraction and problems of the troops, but there are special circumstances, such as after a long vacation, this kind of activity is usually carried out to achieve the purpose of collecting attention as quickly as possible.

"Discipline rectification? Make no mistake, right? Long Xiaoqi pursed his lips and said, "What style of discipline does the Guardian Force use?" Still progressing to normal work? Is it necessary to rectify the style and discipline of the intelligence system in foreign countries? Nonsense! ”

In Long Xiaoqi's eyes, isn't this just nonsense?

The reason is simple, where do the Guardian troops have free time? Each position has its own duties, and the information can't be processed all day long, where is the heart to do things?

There are also those combat units, such as the Battle Flag Company, which are full of training every day, and they don't have time at all.

So when Zhao Ying said that the style and discipline were rectified, Long Xiaoqi's first reaction was.

"Hmm...... Foreign intelligence systems naturally have to operate normally, and no matter what happens at home, it will not affect foreign countries. Zhao Ying said softly: "The rectification of style and discipline is fake, and this time I am afraid that the guardian troops will be readjusted." It was a bit too intense, and I didn't expect that to happen...... The big boss Ren Zhiyuan called me, and he meant to let you return to the team......"

It's certainly not a discipline rectification in the strict sense, it's a knife to the guardians.

Realign ...... Hehe, that's a nice thing to say, who knows what to adjust? Split the Battle Banner Company? Or do you redeploy people from various departments? Or do you carve out some departments?

"No matter!" Long Xiaoqiyi waved his hand and said: "Lao Tzu is recuperating from his injuries now, and there are still very important things to do to heal his injuries." What's wrong with the Guardian Forces? Ren Zhiyuan can solve it himself, this old man is a cunning fox, a thief. ”

He didn't have the heart to care about these things, there is a kind of you canceling the number of the battle flag company? It was impossible to cancel the Battle Flag Company, which is now one of the best bayonets in the country, responsible for the internal and external maintenance of the Guardian troops.

"Hmm...... This time the matter may be more serious, and it's ......" Zhao Ying smiled and said: "This is what I made a fuss, and it's not going to end well now, Xiao Qi, look ......"

Hearing this, Long Xiaoqi's face showed a strange look, and then slowly turned into excitement and ecstasy.

"Hey, wife, I'm going to wipe your ass, right?" Long Xiaoqi happily hugged Zhao Ying, and said loudly in a trembling voice with excitement: "Damn, I'll wipe your ass?" Dry! This job has to be done! Hurry up and send me to the army, I'll definitely wipe this ass well for you, hehehehehe......"

This product is so happy, because this is a matter of wiping Zhao Ying's ass!

From the beginning to the present, it has always been Zhao Ying who wiped his ass against Long Xiaoqi.

In this regard, as a man who stands up to the sky, Long Xiaoqi accepts it very openly, but he always feels a little bit like that in his heart...... Now his wife asks him to help wipe his ass, of course he has to fuck it!

What's that like? It's like a man who has been pressed down below in a married life, but one day a woman lets a man be on top......

What man won't do it? What man can't turn over the horse bravely and give full play to his male charm that belongs to men to the extreme?

Yes, that's the reason, although it is vulgar, but it definitely complements Long Xiaoqi!

"Hmm...... Husband, you're so nice. ”

Zhao Ying let out a soft mum sound and kissed Long Xiaoqi lightly on the cheek.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Long Xiaoqi smiled contentedly, and asked Zhao Ying to push him out, preparing to leave nothing first, and return to the guardian unit to help his wife wipe her buttocks.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Long Xiaoqi turned his head and saw his baby son standing there covered in mud, dancing happily.

"Big brother-in-law, big brother-in-law, is my father not seeing me like this now?" The dragon baby asked, twisting her little buttocks.

Xiao Zhan just wanted to answer, but when he saw Long Xiaoqi and Zhao Ying walking out, he quickly shrank his head and prepared to slip away.

He was more afraid of Zhao Ying, not because of the scar on his face, but because what Long Luoshui was most afraid of was her mother.

Long Luoshui was afraid, Xiao Zhan was also afraid, he felt that the mother-in-law who smiled very gently every day was a tigress.

"Hmm...... I'll let you pee and play with mud—" Zhao Ying stared at Xiao Zhan with a smile.

"I ...... Peeing, living mud, these are what I pee and do. Xiao Zhan pointed to the mud under his feet.

"Hmm...... And then you put it all on the baby? Zhao Ying asked with a soft smile.

"This, this ......"

"it!" Long Xiaoqi was furious, pointed at the dragon baby and scolded: "Why did I give birth to you as a fool? People pee and play with mud, and you still apply it to yourself like a treasure? I, I, I'm going to kill you this time, I'm dead, I'm !!going to kill you, I'm dead, I'm going to kill you, I' ”

Long Xiaoqi was really angry, he could allow his son to be timid and afraid, but he didn't allow his own seed to be so stupid.

Lao Tzu is as smart as a monkey, how can he give birth to a son who is as stupid as a pig?

The scolded dragon baby looked at Xiao Zhan and then at his own Lao Tzu, suddenly twisted his little buttocks and grimaced at Long Xiaoqi.

"You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me...... I'm covered in mud and I'm invisible, I'm mad at you, I'm mad at you—"

Long Xiaoqi's eyes were round, and they were stunned to watch the dragon baby twist his ass and make faces at himself.

"Silly?" Long Xiaoqi muttered to himself.

At this time, the dragon baby ran over, relying on the disguised mud on his body, and poured a soak of urine on him.

"I'll fuck you!"

Long Xiaoqi threw his shoe over and smashed it on Long Baobao's face.

"Smack!"

The dragon baby was stunned, touched his nose, and saw a piece of red.

"Wow - Mommy, Mommy, Daddy beat me out and my intestines are coming out! Scare the baby to death...... Wow wow wow...... The intestines are coming out—"

Hou Xiaolan ran out quickly, and saw her baby son's nosebleed at a glance.

"What intestines are coming out? Lao Tzu just smashed the sole of his shoe, and the nosebleed came out, this kid ...... Belch...... Xiaolan ...... You, you ......"

Long Xiaoqi suddenly foamed at the mouth, and his body twitched violently.

Zhao Ying glared at Hou Xiaolan fiercely, and at this time, Long Luoshui ran out again, saw that his younger brother was being bullied, and chased Xiao Zhan again.

"Don't fight!"

"Xiaolan, who made you poison?"

"Long Xiaoqi, I'll let you beat my son, let you beat hard!"

“……”

Chickens fly and dogs jump, and they are in a mess.

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(End of chapter)