Chapter 143: Bo Ming, who suddenly became serious and cold

"Of course there is, you are still young, and you haven't gone out to see the world yet, those ten-year veterans have seen it."

"How long is it going to take?"

"Yes, I heard the veteran say that the military soul was created by him, but then he disappeared, and after so many years, the dragons have been leaderless, I didn't expect to see them again with my own eyes."

Come to think of it, they're all excited, after all, many of them don't see each other once after graduating from here.

Facing the hot sun, Mo Sheng was sweating, but she couldn't admit defeat, she couldn't let Bo Ming look down on her, she insisted on running, everyone else rested, she stubbornly rushed forward, and the broken hair on her forehead was wet and uncomfortable against her face.

Bo Ming stood under the sun not far away, accompanying her with a cold face, wanting to see how hard she was, under his protection for so many years, she had never suffered at all, and she still wanted to come to the military soul to exercise, it depended on how strong her willpower was.

However, surprisingly, she was still holding on.

Jiang Ayazi had already found out that Mo Sheng was different from others, everyone was running twenty laps, she had been running for a long time, and if she continued like this, she would definitely be dehydrated, so she hurriedly came over with mineral water, "Brother, brother, why are you still running, they are all gone." ”

Mo Sheng's eyes were firm, "You don't care about me!" ”

"No, you have to drink saliva, or you'll have low blood sugar." Jiang Ayako said worriedly.

"Let her run!" Bo Shen roared in a deep voice. "No help!"

Frightened by this roar, Jiang Ayazi hurriedly turned around, only to see a tall figure not far away, neatly dressed, majestic and majestic, those sharp eyes were sweeping this side, although the face could not be seen clearly from a distance, but the powerful power shocked the soul, Jiang Ayazi's legs were weak, and she stood aside in fear.

She has been in the military for two years, and she has never seen such a cold person.

insisted, Mo Sheng wanted Bo Ming to know that she was not a fool, and she would never back down, she had a strong ability to withstand it, and she could survive in the military spirit.

Supported by this powerful force, Mo Sheng persevered to the end.

After running, her legs were numb and unconscious, although her physical fitness was different, but she was always a human being, her physical strength declined, her legs were weak, and the whole person fell to the ground in vain, her body seemed to be not her own, she lost her strength, clinging to the hot floor, panting.

The sweat soaked the short sleeves, the beads of sweat on the face rolled down, wet, and it was particularly uncomfortable under the sun, as if the skin was burning.

"Brother, hurry up and drink water." Ayako Jiang came over with a mineral water bottle.

Before Jiang Ayazi could get closer, her powerful arms grabbed Mo Sheng's waist and lifted it up easily, Mo Sheng's body fell into his arms, and her deep and cold eyes were placed on her prostrations and confused face, mixed with a trace of indifference and complicated emotions, and she strode forward with her in her arms.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Ayazi recovered from her stunnedness, she just wanted to give Mo Sheng some water......

No matter how strict the instructor is, he won't tell her to finish running, and he will hold her away so spoiledly.

Whether to punish her, or to save her.

I only saw a broad back, an orthodox military uniform, a slender and tall figure, but the power exuded was endless.

Who the hell is this person?

It hurts, it hurts.

This is Mo Sheng's first feeling when he wakes up, his face is hot, his arms are the same, the scars left by the sunburn are red, and he feels like he is covered with chili peppers when he rubs it.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a tall and broad figure standing in front of the window, full of wild masculinity, with a cigarette between his fingers, the smoke scattered in the air, and the three-dimensional side face was serious and cold, no longer the Bo Ming who doted on her in Bo Yuan, but more like a majestic and indifferent leader.