Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

Gu Qingjiu was harassed by Gu Qian at noon, and then on the way to the cafeteria to eat, he heard many people talking about the chief instructor one after another.

Most of them are girls.

Almost reproduced the original scene in the army.

Moreover, unlike in the army, universities are in the information age after all. In the afternoon, the chief instructor's information was posted on the forum of the military university.

And it was also on the military academy forum where the three universities stayed together.

When I saw the students at the Military University release a sneak photo of the chief instructor.

The girls from the other two military academies who were attacked all expressed their disbelief. They wanted to come and see it on the weekend. They didn't see it with their own eyes. They didn't accept this fact!

In addition to the self-disciplined work and rest and super training in the military academy, many people still look like ordinary college students.

Under the leadership of Gu Qian, Gu Qingjiu went to the school forum and saw a lot of gossip about the military academy that could not be seen outside.

In the evening, Gu Qingjiu, who had studied all day, lay in bed and harassed the chief instructor.

The perverted point of the military academy is that at ten o'clock, not only the lights are turned off and the hot water is turned off, but also the signal is blocked.

So if you want to study until late at night during the day, Gu Qingjiu needs to download the materials.

She and Qi Xiaoran both did this.

It was still ten minutes before ten o'clock, before the signal was blocked, Gu Qingjiu sent a text message to test if He Niancheng was online.

——Chief Instructor, are you there?

After a few seconds, the phone buzzed and vibrated.

--sleep

What he said was concise enough, for a moment Gu Qingjiu couldn't tell whether he was telling him to go to sleep or that He Niancheng had already fallen asleep.

She tried to reply.

- too early to sleep

——If you can’t sleep, you harass the chief instructor. What are you doing?

Seeing this sentence, Gu Qingjiu laughed.

——I don’t have time during the day, Chief Instructor, I have to work hard to keep up with the course, otherwise it will be too ugly to fail the military school T.T

——I think you probably failed the exam

Seeing this sentence, Gu Qingjiu almost couldn't hold back his spit.

Chief instructor, is there any reason to curse your wife like that?

daughter in law……

This word suddenly appeared in Gu Qingjiu's mind, and suddenly, his face turned red.

What is she thinking?

Even if I just started this relationship with the chief instructor, why did I shamelessly think that I was his wife...

The temperature on his face was hot and hot. He was already under the blanket, and the air-conditioning was not circulating, making it even more stuffy.

Gu Qingjiu patted his own cheek, then continued to return to He Niancheng.

——You actually cursed me, I suspect that you are not the chief instructor, are you Captain Huo? The chief instructor will not curse me for failing!

The phone didn't respond for a few minutes.

Gu Qingjiu looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

Once the signal was blocked, she couldn't even receive text messages.

When the mobile phone signal completely disappeared at last, the mobile phone buzzed and vibrated.

——Yes, good boy, sleep, good night

Gu Qingjiu: "..."

This sentence is a bit worrying.

But she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

However, at this time, Gu Qingjiu heard the sound of the door opening.

As soon as the lights were turned off, Chu Lian and Gu Qian quickly retreated into the bed.

Now the sound of the door opening, there is no doubt that it belongs to Qi Xiaoran.

Gu Qingjiu pulled back the quilt subconsciously, and glanced outside the door.

In the darkness, a thin figure pushed the door and entered.

However, her movements are proficient with a trace of slowness and caution.

I don't know if it's because Gu Qingjiu is very sensitive, but in an instant, she smelled a scent of blood that followed.