Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

Instructor Lu was still expressionless and cold, and the roar of the female classmates became smaller and smaller.

"Instructor Lu is so cold, shouldn't he give us a demonstration?"

"I think so!" The girls were very disappointed.

"Instructor Lu! Come here!" Ye Qiao put his hands behind him, his feet apart, in a domineering straddling posture, with his chin up, a camouflage uniform, heroic.

Lu Beixiao waited for her words, lest those girls didn't know that his cold-faced instructor was selling his wife's face, so he would show them.

He is only his wife's instructor!

He walked to Ye Qiao's side and gave her the stopwatch.

"Wow! Instructor Lu really wants to demonstrate to us!"

"It's still Joe's face!"

At this time, the male classmates of this class came to watch.

Under the blue sky and the scorching sun, Lu Beixiao looked at the low wooden stakes and the entangled barbed wire, his mouth raised contemptuously, just like an adult wants to play a slide for a kindergartener.

"The first point of action, jump forward!"

Instructor Lu, wearing a camouflage uniform and stepping on black short military boots, said in a deep voice. Then, his left arm was bent 90 degrees in front of his chest, and his left foot made a lunge forward, "Now, the body presses down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his vigorous posture had already plunged forward on the yellow ground, and the dust was blowing on his face. He was still expressionless, his sharp eyes looked straight ahead.

"Instructor Lu's throwing posture is so handsome! Simply neat!"

The female classmates saw their cold-faced male **** supporting his body with his left elbow and left leg, and pressing his right hand on the ground, only to hear him raise his voice again: "The second action, the body is lying prone!"

He put down his right arm, his sturdy torso lay down crisply, his chest and body supported by his elbows.

"The third action, start crawling!" He raised his voice.

Instructor Lu's vigorous posture quickly shuttled under the barbed wire. He pushed his body with his elbows and the sides of his feet. Before Ye Qiao had time to count, he had passed the crawl and stood up!

"Wow! So fast! It's faster than me!"

"Instructor Lu really hid it!"

Instructor Lu turned a deaf ear to the praise and admiration of the students.

I only saw the video of his girl giving him a thumbs up, and the corners of his mouth rose.

Instructor Peng asked everyone to continue training according to the standard of Instructor Lu just now.

"Student Ye Qiao, when you pounce forward, you should support the ground with your elbows and knees, and don't press down on the little white rabbits of Brother..." When Ye Qiao was about to practice again, the instructor Lu stood beside her with a cold face. Side, low voice.

White Rabbit!

! ! !

Pink, tongue licked, licked dry lips, petals, Ye Qiao made a forward fluttering posture, and then, listening to his command, leaned forward to the ground and lay down, remembering the essentials he said, and crawled forward.

The girl’s posture is vigorous enough. When she moves forward, she twists her hips and twists her hips. She is also hard enough. She is the first one to reach the end, and then, back again, that handsome and beautiful face, There is fighting spirit between the eyebrows!

"what!"

When the end was approaching, Ye Qiao, who was too tired, gritted his teeth, shouted proudly, cheering for himself, and then accelerated to the end!

"Student Ye Qiao, this group is doing beautifully! Didn't you think of slamming brother when you threw forward?" Instructor Lu whispered.

Her sweat rolled down, panting heavily, and glared at him. She was exhausted, and he still flirted!

"Why do you work so hard? The skin is tender. The meat is worn out. My brother feels distressed. Go to my dormitory tonight and give you some orthopedics!" He pressed her ear and whispered.