General Mu was woken up by the Secretary General at 6 a.m. and was told that he had lost someone. Old Mu got up very angry, "you are pigs. Four people and one person are equipped with satellite monitoring and can still lose someone. Pigs are faster than you!"

Old Mu roared early in the morning, shaking off the plum blossoms in the yard. As soon as he came downstairs, he saw his son wearing a bullet swimsuit and freezing in the winter. General Mu watched the young boy stretch his body like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, showing his young and handsome figure, completely ignoring the thin snow floating in the air.

Lao Mu glanced at the temperature. The real-time temperature was seven degrees below zero. He looked down at his abdominal muscles, which had been cruelly destroyed by his years. Although he got rid of the sadness of his beer belly, he was also soft, without the magnificent figure of young people.

Lao Mu is jealous!!

Time is a butcher's knife!

He turned to think that the generals in his same group were either middle-aged and fat or Mediterranean. He was balanced again. After all, he raised the average appearance of middle-aged generals by just one person.

There is nothing to complain about on such a thought.

Mu's mother baked toast for him and asked Mu yuan to come back for breakfast. Old Mu asked, "how long has he been swimming? It's freezing, and he's not well yet. What should I do when the cold comes in? Why didn't you stop him?"

"How can I stop it? He said no. that's how the army trained. It swam for almost an hour."

Lao Mu looks cold!

Mu yuan jumped up from the pool, grabbed a towel on one side and wiped himself disorderly. After changing his clothes, he sat on the dining table and said, "the north is cool. Central heating is much more comfortable than in city A."

A city is wet and cold. Sleeping in the quilt late at night, I feel covered with a wet quilt. How can it be so cool in northern China? The servant brings a bowl of ginger soup. Mu yuan finishes it in one breath, and a thin layer of sweat appears on his forehead.

The young man's body was like a small stove. Lao Mu wrapped his sweater tightly and snorted coldly, "bang!"

"Dad, who did you send someone to follow? I lost it. I'm just fine. I'll help you follow it." Mu yuan asked casually with toast in his mouth.

General mu, "..."

Old Mu looked at him indescribably. Mu yuan understood it for a second and waved, "Oh, so... Forget it."

The father and son exchanged eyes for a wave, and general Mu was so angry that he almost picked up a feather duster to beat him. Mu Yuan said, "save your strength. How can your people follow him? It's really not authentic for you to do so. When I return to his address alone, you send someone to stare at him all night. I also vowed that the community is safe, and you hit me in the face every minute."

"If you say one more word, you'll go with!"

"Then he must take me with him like a conjoined baby. Aren't you afraid I'll betray you?"

General Mu took a boiled egg and knocked it directly on Mu yuan's forehead.

The egg broke, and Mu yuan's forehead turned red. "Mom, my father hit me!"

"Ouch, one morning, calm down." Mu's mother smiled and brought the cereal porridge to the two father and son. "Is Xiaoyuan busy today?"

"Not busy, where does mom want to go?"

"Your aunt made an appointment to have afternoon tea and go with her mother."

"Yes."

"Dress up handsome."

"What kind of character does your son need to dress up to be handsome? There is an active recruitment advertisement standing there." Mu yuan's eyebrows and eyes are flying, and he has less shrewdness and more softness around his family.

He paused, "no... is it a blind date?"