Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Wen Muchu frowned slightly, and regardless of the dirt, sat down on the chair.

He was holding his cell phone and was about to dial a number for Lan Xiao.

Unexpectedly, just as he sat down, a person came in violently and violently outside the door, howling and howling.

"No. 073, what the **** are you doing? During the training, you rushed desperately...Can't you wait for me? We are in a group, which made me thrown so long by you , I accidentally stepped on the air and fell a big somersault. Look, you see that my forehead is bleeding."

Wen Muchu raised his eyes, and then looked at the person who had been yelling at Shao Qingfeng.

"Did you finish?"

Shao Qingfeng was taken aback, wiped blood and sweat on his forehead.

"Damn, I have said so much, don't you have any guilt?"

"No, who made you so slow to keep up with me?" Wen Muchu turned his head, lowered his eyes, and looked at the dark cell phone screen.

Shao Qingfeng saw that his expression was not right. He took off the dirty clothes outside, threw it on the ground, and took a wet towel to wipe the dirt on his face.

Then, he approached Wen Muchu.

He raised his hand and held Wen Muchu's shoulder: "What are you doing? When I came back, I took a cell phone and looked at it, a face that was so broken in love that I could lose my life. Are you really broken in love? The little beauty of the wall broke up?"

Wen Muchu made a calm face and stretched out his hand to separate him.

Shao Qingfeng licked his face before coming over and asking gossip again.

As a result, a whistle sounded outside the door.

Before he could react, he saw Wen Muchu put down his phone extremely fast, flashed past his eyes like a gust of wind, and ran out of the dormitory.

Shao Qingfeng shook his body, a layer of sweat broke out on his back.

It's over, the monitor must be here.

He quickly picked up his dirty coat and put it on, and ran out of the dormitory in a panic.

Chi Ling stood solemnly outside the door, concentrating on the two straight people standing.

"Your training just now has seriously lost the level of the past. What is the most important thing for a combination? That is solidarity and mutual assistance. Look at your cooperation just now, it is extremely bad. No. 073 is fast, I don’t know how to wait for No. 075. Isn’t it? No. 075 is fast, don’t you know if you’re trying to catch up? It’s a long way off. What are you two doing? Letting you serve in the army is not just for you to play around and perfunctory."

"If you don't want to stay any longer, I advise you to go home quickly and become rich young masters, and go happy. Don't stand here, but don't take it seriously. A waste of my time and the country's personnel resources..."

Wen Muchu and Shao Qingfeng were silent.

The two of them stood upright, neither of them spoke out to explain.

Today, they are all wrong, one is fast and the other is slow. It is obviously a lack of tacit understanding between two people, and it is a manifestation of the disparity in ability.

Chi Ling looked at Wen Muchu with some complicated eyes.

He stared at him for a long while, then turned and left, and whispered as he walked: "You two, you are not allowed to have lunch today. You can run for four hours on foot with a weight of 30 kg, and you have to take off your shirt..."

"Yes..." the two people responded in unison.

As soon as Chi Ling's back disappeared before his eyes, Shao Qingfeng wailed and collapsed completely.

"Really, I'm not allowed to eat lunch, and I have to take off my clothes and load 30 catties? Is this Chi Ling getting more and more perverted? It's the devil squad leader... This is obviously the rhythm of the death..."

Wen Muchu returned to the dormitory without a word. He took off his shirt without hesitation, walked to the bedside table naked, took his cellphone and sent another text message to Lan Xiao.

Putting the phone back in place, he left the dormitory without saying a word.

He took a 30-jin rucksack, put it on his back, and ran towards the back hill of the military academy.

Shao Qingfeng was completely crazy, looking at Wen Muchu's back from leaving: "My grass..."

When he reached the back mountain, Wen Muchu checked the time and ran around the huge and dense back mountain with a backpack on his back.

Shao Qingfeng ran over quickly.

The two ran for about half an hour, when a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, followed by a click, and the sky thunder rang in the ears.

Five minutes later, bean-sized raindrops fell violently.

The wind was blowing and the rain was fierce.

Because it is a high mountain and not a flat ground, there are some trees and stones at the feet, which become slippery when washed by rain.

However, Wen Muchu's running pace did not slow down at all.

Shao Qingfeng wiped the rain in front of him and shouted loudly: "Wen Muchu, can you **** slow down a bit? I can't stand it anymore..."

Wen Muchu turned his head and glanced at him, and replied, "You slow down, I can still hold on..."

"Grass..." Shao Qingfeng couldn't help but scolded again.

Wen Muchu did not change his face and continued to run forward.

"Wen Muchu counts you as great, I'm going to fight it out." Shao Qingfeng gritted his teeth secretly and yelled in a low voice.

Then, he speeded up, quickly surpassed Wen Muchu and ran forward.

After running for less than twenty minutes, Shao Qingfeng's physical strength had obviously been exhausted.

Hungry, tired, and cold.

The raindrops hit the body, like ice knives were poking on the body.

Shao Qingfeng's body seemed to have reached its limit.

He stopped and lay on his back on the ground.

Clenching his fist, he hammered his fist to the ground fiercely and roared fiercely.

"I quit, I'm not a soldier anymore, whoever **** loves it, whoever should go..."

Wen Muchu stopped, wiped the rain off his face, and looked at Shao Qingfeng condescendingly.

"Do you want to be a coward, a loser, a deserter?"

Shao Qingfeng panted heavily and looked at Wen Muchu with red eyes.

"So what?"

"If you want to be a loser, then you go back now." Wen Muchu stopped looking at Shao Qingfeng, clenched his fist, and continued to run forward.

No matter how strong the wind and rain are, it can't stop him from going forward.

He wants to become stronger, he wants to climb up.

Only in this way can he protect the people he wants to protect.

After Wen Muchu ran for about ten minutes, he heard a footstep sound from behind, accompanied by Shao Qingfeng's cursing and swearing sound.

The corner of his lips twitched slightly, and his eyes became shining.

Shao Qingfeng quickly caught up to him and shouted cursingly: "Wen Muchu, can you **** slow down and wait for me? Not everyone is as tough as you..."

Although Wen Muchu did not agree, the pace of running still slowed down.

He slowly turned his head to look at Shao Qingfeng, his eyes gleaming with an invisible dark light.

"Am I strong? I never think, I just understand that if I work hard from time to time, I will eventually be eliminated by this world. Since I am determined to go this way, I will become a stronger person. Everyone is tough, and some people have worked hard as hard work as others don't know, and only get 1% in return."

Shao Qingfeng was stunned to understand, and his body was shaking with cold, and even his voice trembled.

"Anyway, I'm **** consuming it with you, and I won't die."

"Very good..." Wen Muchu smiled faintly, then looked ahead.

The two were struggling to move forward in the heavy rain.

But no matter how difficult it was, they couldn't stop their pace.