Although the man covers his appearance tightly, he naturally carries a kind of non-anger and self-authority on his body, which is very majestic.

was yelled at by him like this, and the girls who had been walking over at the door slowly while talking and laughing were silenced one after another, and walked in at a faster pace.

The man stood up straight, glanced around coldly, and felt that the person was almost there, and then slowly spoke: "Your first class is to fold quilts. I demonstrated how to stack tofu cubes and memorized them. I can't remember running around the base three times after dinner. ”

A wail erupted in the crowd.

Zhao Mengyao stared closely at the pair of knotted, slender and white hands exposed under the sleeves of the camouflage uniform, and there were faint green tendons crisscrossing her arms. The shape of the hand is also familiar.

Is that him?

"Who are you?" Zhao Mengyao finally couldn't help but ask.

When the man heard this, he stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and stared at Zhao Mengyao with narrow phoenix eyes under the brim of his hat, and replied after a while: "I am your instructor, surnamed Li, Muzi Li." ”

"Li ——?" Zhao Mengyao almost blurted out that name, but fortunately, Lin Huini next to her spoke first: "Instructor Li, why are you wearing a mask?" ”

However, Instructor Li did not respond to her words, and shook off the quilt, smoothed the folds on it with his broad palm, and then demonstrated how to fold the tofu blocks.

In less than half a minute, the originally scattered quilts had been neatly folded into a boxy shape, and there were also angular ones. The girls were stunned and exclaimed.

"Someone will come to check tomorrow morning, and if they don't fold it, they will run ten laps around the base." After saying this, Instructor Li clapped his hands and turned to leave.

When they reached the door, the girls consciously gave way for him to pass through.

When Instructor Li passed by Zhao Mengyao's side, he quietly glanced at her, and then left directly.

Zhao Mengyao's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, it was really similar. Could it really be that person?! Li Yinglong –

She couldn't control the strange feeling churning in her heart, and finally chose to drop her suitcase and run straight out.

Instructor Li had just walked away not long ago, so Zhao Mengyao followed after trotting a few steps.

"Stop!!" Zhao Mengyao shouted coldly a meter behind him.

After Instructor Li's footsteps paused, he did not turn his head, but quickened his pace, as if he was afraid of being caught up by something.

Seeing that he was so weak-hearted, Zhao Mengyao was almost sure of his conjecture, so angry that he rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed Instructor Li's sleeve and pulled it back hard, pulling the big man who was more than 1.8 meters old and turned around.

Looking at each other, Zhao Mengyao saw her own face with no grace from the narrow and handsome phoenix eyes, and her eyes widened slightly.

Instructor Li was also stunned, probably because he didn't expect Zhao Mengyao to be so bold, and he dared to pull with the instructor in a place where people came and went, right?

While he was stunned, Zhao Mengyao tore off the mask on his face very hard, but he was stunned.

The eyes are very similar, a pair of clear black eyes seem to contain the entire starry sky, with a bright light in the pitch black. The bridge of the nose is just as tall and straight, and the lips are thin.

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