Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief

In fact, the method of stacking tofu, Qiao Nan does not need to promote the education, Qiao Dong has a Joe Dongliang, and Joe Dongliang taught them when the two daughters were very young.

Qiao Zi did not learn, but Qiao Nan has been stacking quilts in the way of tofu, so this task for Qiao Nan is just a piece of cake.

"Wow, so fast." Zheng Lingling blinked her eyes: "Is it easy?" She saw that Qiao Nan also quickly folded the soft quilt in a square shape.

"Very good. Next, you can go back and try it yourself. After half an hour, we will check the past in a bedroom."

The requirement of this military training and quilt is that each bedroom has a quilt to facilitate the instructor to give a demonstration.

Obviously, Qiao Nan’s bedroom is the quilt of Qiao Nan, Xu Tingting’s bedroom, Xu Tingting is the representative, but there are several other bedrooms that have taken the quilt, but only Joanna’s quilt has been folded.

Other bedroom people took the quilt representative, directly dumbfounded, this is over?

How many other bedroom representatives who were directly stupid, how to take their quilt, how to hold the original quilt back to the bedroom.

"Qiao Nan, you are so happy, your quilt has been stacked by the instructor. You won't wash the quilt this year?" After returning to the bedroom, Tang Mengran looked at Qiao Nan's quilt with coveted eyes. If there is such a good welfare, she should not be lazy. She should take her quilt and hold it.

"Why don't you wash, you must wash it." Qiao Nan didn't understand.

"That's the quilt that the instructor has crossed. It must have the body temperature and taste of the instructor now. Joanna, you are too happy! Do you think that this bed was touched by the instructor inside and outside? You are lying on the bed, covered with this quilt, will there be a feeling of being embraced by the instructor's hands?" Tang Mengran looked at the quilt's gaze, just like watching the sacred object, saying it, How disgusting it is to be disgusting.

"The bedroom is long, are you looking at the novels too much, and the brain hole is too big!" Qiao Nan, who hadn’t felt so much, heard Tang Mengran’s description, and then looked at his quilt, how to see how awkward.

Especially when Qiao Nan was sleeping, he still didn't like to wear too much clothes.

Thinking of Tang Mengran's description, if he only wears a piece of clothes to sleep, his arms and legs are exposed, and the place where she covers the quilt is touched by the elder brother, and then...

All of a sudden, Qiao Nan’s face was red.

"Tang Mengran!" This son is really angry and angry: "How can your thoughts be so embarrassing, you must know that the soldiers are upright, bright, and a hero who defends the motherland. How can you use this? Looking at the soldiers, this is a kind of embarrassment for the soldiers!"

How can Tang Mengran describe the military as so filthy, and it is even more impossible for the older brother to be the kind of person.

"Qiao Nan, what you said is too exaggerated." He Yun sat down and poured himself a cup of tea: "According to your statement, this man who is a soldier is not a man, they are not married, not a wife. child?"

Of course, Tang Mengran’s description is indeed a bit too hot, too YY.

"This, this is not the same..." Qiao Nan is dumb, the soldier is also a man, a man, just like her father has to marry his wife to have children. can……

"Okay, the instructor said, after half an hour to check, you don't stack the quilt again, be too late, and you have to punish it. I think this instructor is stricter than the week's instructor, the more handsome man. The more you start, the more stunned." Zheng Lingling took apart her quilt in the morning and carefully thought about the stacking method of the instructor at that time, and then studied it like a model.

"Yes, we can't like Xu Tingting, and leave a bad impression on the instructor. We can't just spend the idiots, but let the instructors see our intelligence and talents!" Tang Mengran patted his head, she didn't want to Like Xu Tingting, there is such a big ugly in front of the instructor.

"You said, Xu Tingting's approach just now, it's not funny, it's not a shame. Qiao Nan is right, how can such a person like the instructor of the instructor eat Xu Tingting. And others... I am going to go." When I mentioned Xu Tingting, Tang Mengran was happy.

Tang Mengran and Xu Tingting also came from the same middle school, but it was not the same class.

Because of this, Xu Tingting's previous style, Tang Mengran heard of some.

Looking at Xu Tingting and eating in the two instructors, Tang Mengran did not mention how happy.

"Cough..." Zheng Lingling fought her quilt for twenty minutes. After the stacking, she was not squarely tofu, but a soft one: "Jonan, can you help me?" It’s quite simple to see Qiao Nan’s and the instructor’s stack. How can it be so difficult when I stack myself?

"Okay." When Qin Nan heard the words of Zheng Lingling, he quickly helped to stack it, lest he should think about it. Now, Qiao Nan looks at his quilt and can't do it. If time is not allowed, wait for the ascension and check it again, otherwise Qiao Nan really wants to remove the quilt cover and wash it.

How can a big brother like a big brother be said by Tang Mengran!

"You are optimistic, it is such a stack." Qiao Nan's hand is much smaller than the soaring, but with a few more strokes, the deep copy will come out.

Waiting for Qiao Nan to finish Zheng Lingling's quilt, although this bed quilt is not like a soaring stack, it is small and clever, it is like a tofu, but it also has a horny, square and square, very similar.

"Jonan, you are so powerful, what can you do?" Zheng Lingling licked her own eyes, how to soften in her own hands, and the quilt that could not stand up was so obedient in the hands of Qiao Nan.

"Oh, my mother, I never knew that the quilt was so hard." After Fang Fang silently folded the quilt, he sat down on the bed and gasped.

Fighting with the quilt for twenty minutes, Fang Fang’s clothes are wet: “Qiao Nan is right, this quilt must be washed, how much sweat has to fall in, not to wash, not to smell, sweat is salty, sure Mold off."

"You are all right?" Tang Meng, who was still screaming in the air, was anxious: "Jonan, come over and help me, how can my quilt not stand up, my hands will be let go, it will collapse. !"

He Yun and Tao Zhenqin are still reluctant, and Tang Mengran’s and Zheng Lingling’s stacks are just the same, and they definitely can’t pass.

"Don't worry." Qiao Nan couldn't help. He could only help Tang Mengran to stack it again: "You can see it clearly. I don't worry about anything else. I am afraid that when you wait for the instructor to check it, let you stack it yourself."