Chapter 1117

Just want to get out of bed, the white ink on the opposite side took a cold look: "put on the clothes and trousers, and then go down."

Lin Feng looked down.

No coat, just a pair of shorts. What's wrong?

He couldn't help but say, "we are all boys. What do you care about?"

White ink also slightly Leng next.

Yeah, it's all men.

What do you mind.

But.

He held his chest and stared at each other with a black look: "if I let you wear it, you will wear it."

White ink does not explore why.

He has always been his own way and is used to being domineering.

Lin Feng mumbled and put on the clothes.

When he saw the quilt folded like tofu in the lower bunk, he said in a daze: "classmate Su, your quilt is also very good." "Unlike me, the quilt is like picking it up from the garbage can," he said angrily

Su porcelain has washed her face and brushed her teeth. She takes a look at Lin Feng's folded quilt and feels that he is sincere.

He's an honest man.

Lin Feng casually said: "Su classmate, you fold the quilt so well, can you also help me fold it in the future."

Su porcelain nodded and said, "OK, Lin

She looked at the boy.

White ink stares at her, don't know where to provoke him, one face coldly glances open.

Su porcelain showed a puzzled look, she slightly tilted her head: "white ink, do you want it?"

Before waiting for white ink to speak, Lin Feng said: "his quilt is folded very well, don't believe you have a look."

The money jar looks over.

A little bit lost.

It did stack well.

"Thank you."

Lin Feng reached out and was about to pat Su porcelain's shoulder. He was pushed aside by the youth: "don't get in the way."

He:... "

Su porcelain looked at a large space nearby and thought with a little distress.

It seems that white ink is very hate her, otherwise so many places don't go, maybe it's for her.

Money pot spirit: today is also the day of being killed.

The sun came out on the first day of military training, which can be said to be a very unfortunate news.

Male school instructors are more strict, after all, they are only to a group of smelly boys, big men.

On the first day, there was a comeback.

I'm so tired.

She gasped and sipped her lower lip.

She forgot to put on sunscreen today. What to do? Will she tan?

It is said that the white and tender girl in the human world is popular. What can she do if she turns black.

Su porcelain has never been worried about this kind of thing.

after all, she is just a jar. She has been a human for a long time, and has also begun to be affected.

And I don't know if it's her delusion.

I always feel like the instructor is aiming at her.

Su porcelain thinks it may not be an illusion, because she was called out again, and she has to do a few more movements than other students.

Other male students tut a way: "this turn student skin how white with girls."

"He's short, too. Why is he so short?"

"This drillmaster is not satisfied with him. Tut, this is the third time. He can find fault with such standard movements."

Just as the boys were talking.

In the crowd, a tall man stepped out, staring at the drillmaster with heavy eyes, and said, "that's enough."

People looked at it and found that it was white ink.

White ink took off his hat, his face slightly gloomy way: "drillmaster, do you want to waste time?"

The instructor was stunned. The people around him said in a low voice: "Damn it, Bai Mo dares to talk to the instructor like this!"

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