The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

"Speed ​​up! If you can't get there in 10 minutes, you will have an extra hour of training at night, with a weight of [-] kilograms." Zhang Ye accompanied the runner with a weight of [-] kilograms, and he did not forget to urge everyone.

As soon as the team members heard that they were late and needed additional training, they immediately rushed forward like a motor.

Seeing his teammates pass him one by one, Si Yan could only grit his teeth and try to speed up.

After a while, the forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

After half an hour.

The other team members have already completed their goals one after another and arrived at the finish line to rest.

Zhang Ye stood at the finish line with a timer, watched the last few team members who were about to be late, and urged, "Hurry up, there is still half a minute!"

In the last half minute, everyone arrived at the finish line.

Si Yan was nine seconds late.

Zhang Ye looked at him and said, "You're late. An extra hour of training at night, with a weight of [-] kilograms."

Si Yan was already squatting on the ground paralyzed.Hearing the final announcement, he didn't plead with Zhang Ye, so he accepted the punishment.

This made Zhang Ye couldn't help but look at him more.

If it were other recruits, they would definitely ask him to let him go if they were only a few seconds away.

Of course, asking is useless.

Without rest, everyone was busy practicing single and double poles again.

Si Yan rested for 10 minutes before going to practice.

He practiced until noon, and everyone went to take a lunch break, and his task was not completed yet.

Zhang Ye didn't go to lunch either, just stood by and punished Si Yan to do [-] extra push-ups in the afternoon.

Si Yan's palm had already worn out his skin, but he gritted his teeth without saying a word and held on.

At the end of the day's training, he was so tired that he lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Feng Jian went out for something today, and it was already night when he returned to the dormitory.

Seeing that his wife was not there, he was about to go out to find someone, but when he got downstairs, he saw Si Yan came back in a mess.

It looks a bit like being robbed.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jian pulled him nervously.

As soon as he clenched his wife's hand, he heard a "hiss" in pain and frowned slightly.Opening up his wife's palm, he saw that it was full of blood blisters that had been worn out, with sand on them, mixed with blood and water, and it was painful to look at.

Feng Jian's breath became stagnant in distress, and his eyes became fierce and bloodthirsty.

"Who made it for you?" His voice was trembling with coldness, and he looked as if he wished he could tear the murderer into pieces.

Si Yan saw that he was distressed, so he comforted him instead: "It's okay, it will be fine in two days, I practiced single and double poles, and the sand was stuck to it by doing push-ups later."

"That Zhang Ye asked you to practice?" After saying that, he went upstairs, as if he was going to kill someone.

Si Yan immediately chased after him: "Wait."

Feng Jian didn't listen at all.

Si Yan saw that he had the aura that nine bulls could not pull back, so he simply sat down on his buttocks and cried out for pain.

Feng Jian: "..."

Sure enough, his heart softened, and he walked back. After all, his wife is more important.

Then he directly hugged Si Yan in his arms.

"Hey! Just help me go, what if someone sees you later?"

Feng Jian's face was livid, he ignored Si Yan's resistance, he carried him back to the dormitory, and then wanted to go to the next dormitory to avenge his wife.

"Won't you rub some medicine for me first?"

Feng Jian: "..."

He walked back again.

There was iodophor for disinfection in the dormitory, and he took a cotton swab to carefully clean all the sand from the wound on his wife, and then he saw blood overflowing from the palms of both hands.

A certain person became more distressed and angrier the more he watched, wishing he could immediately rush to the dormitory next door and wring that Zhang Ye's head off.

So just after the wound was bandaged, he rushed out of the dormitory again.

Si Yan was a little speechless, but still shouted behind him: "My hand is hurt, how can I sleep if you don't help me take a bath?"

Feng Jian: "..."

He walked back again, and then carried his wife to the bathroom on the balcony.

Si Yan was a little speechless, he was injured on his hand, not his foot, why did Mao have to carry him wherever he went?

Looking at the small bathroom in front of him, he felt a little regretful again, wouldn't he really ask Feng Jian to wash it for him?

Although it's not that he hasn't been washed before, but the last few times he was drunk and asleep by this guy.

After waking up, it was as if nothing had happened, and I didn't feel too embarrassed.

immediately……

Moreover, there is only a shower here, and you can only stand naked and wash.

"Well, I can actually..."

"Hands." Feng Jian skillfully unbuttoned his clothes and motioned him to take off his sleeves.

Si Yan was really embarrassed, but someone didn't seem to feel it at all.

The only thing that made him feel better was that Feng Jian was so angry now that he didn't have any other thoughts about him the whole time.

Si Yan was washed from head to toe by him, and then carried out of the bathroom by him.I don't know if it's because the bathroom is too stuffy or what, but he's like a boiled shrimp nestled in someone's arms.

Feng Jian didn't take revenge immediately this time, but helped him dry his hair before going to fight.

Si Yan immediately pulled him back: "I want to sleep, I need you to accompany me to fall asleep."

He swore that this was definitely the most shameful thing he had ever said to Feng Jian.

If it had been before, Feng Jian would have been so excited to hear this.But now his mind is full of revenge for his wife, so he coaxed softly: "Hey! Go to bed first, and come back when you are old!"

Si Yan: "..."

Made!

Who is Lao Gong?

No, now is not the time.

"No! Master wants you to sleep with me now." He had a tough face.

He was the one who told people not to show mercy, and it wasn't a serious injury, it just looked serious.

Training is like this, this kind of minor injury is a common occurrence, really let Feng Jian go, Zhang Ye will never see the sun tomorrow.

"Are you protecting him?" Feng Jian's face darkened again.

Si Yan: "..."

Here comes again, vinegar essence comes again.

He looked at the jealous man speechlessly, and didn't bother to coax him anymore.

"Just say whether you will sleep with the young master or not!"

"I'll come back to sleep with you after I avenged you."

"They asked me to complete the task according to the normal training, what should I report?"

Feng Jian: "..."

He was still not reconciled.

Si Yan then said again: "If you go out, don't come back! Don't disturb the young master to sleep." Then, he turned on his side and pretended to be asleep.

Feng Jian: "..."

He stood still, as if thinking of a way to get the best of both worlds.

Then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Then he lay obediently beside his wife.

Si Yan knew that he was still not reconciled, maybe a thousand ways to torture Zhang Ye had flashed through his mind.So he took the initiative to hug someone and said, "Just treat it as a way to save me?"

"You protect him again." Feng Jian snorted coldly.

Si Yan: "..."

He finally couldn't bear to curse: "Protect your grandma's legs! The young master is not related to him, so protect your wool. He has done nothing wrong. What kind of account are you? I think you are just a lazy ass. Do it against the young master!"