I stood in military posture for another half hour.
Aaron Anderson: ‘rest in place for five minutes!”
Everyone is like a broken bone, but they don’t dare to cry, so they rest in place.
Only Vanessa Simmons was still standing, and her skin was almost transparent under the sun, and she didn’t even sweat.
“Su is very good.”
Aaron Anderson got a bottle of chilled water from nowhere and praised it: ‘reward.”
Everyone looked at the bottle of iced water with red eyes.
Lin Rou, in particular, went crazy with jealousy.
What on earth is this goblin better than her?
Why can you get the favor of instructors?
What’s wrong with her Lin Rou?
Maybe Lin Rou’s expression is too ferocious, Su Ya couldn’t help pulling her skirts.
“Rourou, what’s wrong with you…”
Lin Rou realized his gaffe and his voice recovered softly: “Maybe he is too tired.”
“Keep training!”
…
At the end of the day’s training, Vanessa Simmons was still alive and kicking, and returned to the dormitory like an okay person. Sarah Miller also went to military training. When she saw her, she immediately grabbed her and asked, “Qin Qin, I heard that the instructor of your team is very handsome? Really?”
“Hmm.”
Vanessa Simmons replied, looking at Sarah Miller’s visible excitement, Silence turned to Silence and said, “It’s my fiance.”
“What???”
“He is our instructor.”
Sarah Miller froze and took more than ten seconds to digest the fact. “Well, is your fiance too possessive…”
“Not bad.”
Vanessa Simmons doesn’t think Aaron Anderson is possessive.
“Chin-chin,” said Sarah Miller, looking strange. “Is your fiance one of those, uh, sickly ones…”
Sick woman?
Vanessa Simmons looked stupid.
Sarah Miller Kopp: “That is, some paranoia, only like you alone, don’t give you space, Barabara…”
Paranoid?
Vanessa Simmons remembered the coquetry of men’s aversion to cold before.
Does this count?
She’s the only one you like?
Men do say such things.
Don’t give her space?
Does it count to stick to her all the time?
Seeing Vanessa Simmons lost in thought, Sarah Miller’s heart was half cold.
“Won’t be, can’t you? Your fiance is really a sick woman?”
“He is not.”
Vanessa Simmons subconsciously explained for Aaron Anderson.
She frowned.
“He’s not anyway.”
“All right, then.”
Sarah Miller didn’t go on either.
At this time.
Vanessa Simmons’s cell phone shook.
“Lamb, do you want to come out and visit?”
“No.”
She replied.
“Then I’ll find you.”
“You are an instructor. What should I do if I am recognized by others?”
Vanessa Simmons replied, adding at the end.
“I’m thinking about you.”
Aaron Anderson was pleasantly surprised when he received the news.
Lamb has grown up and will think of him.
“It’s okay, just see it for a while.”
“All right, then.”
Vanessa Simmons’s stalking of men is still very difficult to crack, so he can only agree.
She got dressed and went out.
The night is dense.
When Vanessa Simmons came out of the dormitory building, he saw a man in a black windbreaker, who was about to blend into the night. His face was smiling, like the son of the night god, and the starlight and moonlight fell on him.
“Lamb, come here.”
Vanessa Simmons obediently walked over, holding his breath, looking at the handsome side face of the man, and thinking.
Why didn’t she find Aaron Anderson so handsome before?
Those eyes seem to be soaked in thick ink, but they are clear and reflect her shadow.
Vanessa Simmons raised his finger and poked the man in the face, but accidentally touched his lips.