Mu Xiu: "It feels like the highlights are not blurred."

Yu Ting opened his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and felt that it was really possible.

Just wipe away the sweat mixed with the liquid foundation, and the warm jade-colored skin will appear.

It seems that this person's foundation is really quite good.

Envy.

Yulin felt that he was going to be distorted.

I am extremely envious.

Wen Liang looked along where a group of people were gathered around.

He is still in the position of that distinguished and elegant young man who stands out from the crowd.

Wen Liang and Yan Bei had very good eyesight. Yan Bei took Wen Liang away from the railing where the wind kept blowing.

The temperature has dropped as low as minus three or four degrees Celsius. It is no joke to suddenly freeze.

Yan Bei took Wen Liang to find a leeward place.

Otherwise, it would be really cold to death.

The chill that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is terrifying.

No matter how thickly you wear it, that dry and cold feeling will always linger on your body.

Yan Bei felt that he could not accept it.

Because it's really too cold.

Why is it so cold.

Because in order to comply with the requirements of the central base, they did not use spiritual power to keep warm today.

But it strengthened Yan Bei's determination to go out and exercise.

Wen Liang and Yan Bei came to a small pavilion leeward.

This pavilion has a wide view and can perfectly capture everything on the training ground.

And there’s no need for strong winds.

It's quite warm.

Wen Liang obviously feels the same way.

At least he stopped stamping his feet. He was so cold just now that he could only stamp his feet to keep warm.

Then they put their hands into Yan Bei's arms, and they half-shrank into Yan Bei's arms, leaning on each other, using their own body heat to warm each other.

But it's still very cold.

Wen Liang's hands were freezing cold, not to mention those poor people standing on the playground of the training ground, practicing taking a break to stand at attention.

Poor singles.

Wen Liang knew it was wrong to ridicule others like this, but he just couldn't control himself.

"Yan Bei - look at the girl wearing red shoes, yes, that's the girl -" Wen Liang lazily put his hand into Yan Bei's arms and asked Yan Bei to cover his hand.

Yan Bei followed the warm gaze to look for the girl wearing red shoes, and then he saw that girl stubbornly stole the cosmetics and small mirror she carried while the teacher turned around to lecture others -

―Apply makeup to yourself.

Wen Liang and Yan Bei were dumbfounded.

Is there such an operation?!!

After watching the operations of this group of students, they felt that their world view might have been refreshed.

It turns out... you can wear makeup during military training?!

But what if they knew the answer to this question? They are not girls.

What are you afraid of?!

This little pavilion with the wind behind it is really nice.

Wen Liang watched as the hundreds of trainees in front of him returned to the hard and fulfilling military training life after a short break.

"No, I can't watch it."

Wen Liang yawned: "Sure enough, I am getting old, and these entertainment activities are no longer suitable for me."

Yan Bei hugged Wen Liang's side waist, and there was a layer of soft flesh on his belly. Yan Bei liked it very much.

It feels good when pinched.

Not only do I not dislike it, I even want to keep it warm and cool, eat more to gain weight, and feel better when I hold it.

Yan Bei thought silently in his heart.
Chapter completed!