After Mu yuan was scolded by Xie Jinghuan, his mood was not bad. Xie Jinghuan's sexuality was innate, which ye Ling and others had long known. Mu yuan also fought for Xie Jinghuan. He was a collateral branch of the Xie family. Although this matter did not constitute a scandal, it made him lose his qualification to compete. For several people in Ye Ling, this matter was not a secret, and Xie Jinghuan never hid it.

Xie Jinghuan took a deep breath. A moment later, he said faintly, "I still have some materials to prepare. I have class tomorrow, so I won't listen to your nonsense."

"How is this nonsense? This is a major event in my life."

"This life is nothing but life and death." Xie Jinghuan thought, time is so precious. Listening to your nonsense for more than an hour is very worthy of the plastic brotherhood between them. He couldn't listen to it for more than a minute. He was simply abusing the dog.

It's quite something to show off when you meet someone you like very much, at least he hasn't met yet.

Mu yuan was in a happy mood. As soon as he turned around, he saw a slender figure standing behind the earth slope. He was sitting on the other side of the slope. He didn't notice when Jack stood there, as if he had been caught and raped in bed, and his body was stiff.

"Instructor..."

Jack nodded, pursed his lips and looked at him. The call took a long time. Jack's eyes were burning in the bright sun. Mu yuan subconsciously explained, "I'll call my friend."

There was no mention of the South American base. He was also an outsider.

When he faced jack, he always thought of the night in Guinea, which was hot as if he was going to burn someone, "instructor, that..."

He wanted to say sorry, but Jack never mentioned it. He felt that he said it again, and there was something unspeakable... Embarrassment.

People don't take it seriously. What does he always mention?

Jack stood with his hands down and said coldly, "it seems that you haven't learned a lesson."

Mu yuan, "..."

What did he do wrong?

I ran away after twenty laps, my stomach was empty, and I didn't drink a mouthful of water. What else do you want? Jack looked at him faintly, "get over there!"

"Yes!" Can't provoke can't provoke.

The instructor was not happy and angry. He really didn't know where he had offended him. He was in a panic. Was it because he offended him when he was in Guinea, so he was angry? Oh, it must be like this, otherwise the instructor won't give him face like this.

Mu yuan originally wanted to roll away, but he didn't feel very reconciled. He paused and stopped, "instructor, I'm sorry about Guinea! I didn't mean it. I was controlled. I couldn't help myself. I didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive me!"

The scorching sun was in the sky, and it was supposed to be scorching air. It was instantly cold. It was like falling into an ice cellar, like the cold current in Siberia.

What's going on?

Why was the instructor so angry when he apologized?

Is it his lack of sincerity?

Mu yuan thought for a while, bowed and apologized, and gave the greatest sincerity, "sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

I've used all the honorifics. Should I be satisfied?

But the instructor seemed more and more angry.

Ah, man's heart, sea needle.

silence.

Every molecule in the air is embarrassing.

"Get out!" Jack said that the lines of his face collapsed tightly, and Mu yuan didn't dare to delay any more and ran away.

In the next training, Mu yuan deeply learned what is the most poisonous man's heart, and Jack vividly taught him a lesson.