Damn it!
Mo Junhua suddenly pounded the bedboard, what had he done in his dream that made the girl so wary of him?
In the morning, when Mo Junhua appeared for training, a wail arose from the soldiers below.
"It's over, the battalion commander is back, we're going to lose another layer of skin."
"I really am too unlucky."
At this time, Mo Junhua was not the gentle man before Lan Tian; his expression was cold, his eyes flashed with chilly radiance, his face was stern, striding in military steps, his gaze sweeping back and forth over the soldiers opposite him.
"Very good, it's been a long time since you saw me, you missed me so much, I'm very pleased." Even though outside they didn't miss you, battalion commander, please look at our sincere eyes, unfortunately Mo Junhua did not receive the message they wanted to convey.
