Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Joslyn asked Blair in a whisper, "How is it going between you and Wesley? He didn't even look at you. It's as if he doesn't even know who you are."

Blair twitched her mouth unhappily. "I suppose he has forgotten my name. Besides, he is the aloof type in nature."

"How could he forget your name? You told me that you kissed him. I thought everything was going great between you two," Joslyn commented with a wicked smile.

"I only kissed him on the corner of his mouth. It's not what you think." Blair's phone buzzed. She took it out of her pocket and unlocked the screen.

It was from Hartwell. "Hartwell is coming home in one or two days. What do you think of a get-together?" she asked Joslyn as she read his message.

Joslyn pondered for a while, and then asked, "Ideally speaking, how much older do you think a man could be than a woman in a relationship?"

Blair looked at Wesley, who was walking towards them now, and answered, "Four years." He was four years older than her.

Joslyn was pretty disappointed. "Four? But your cousin, Hartwell, is ten years older than me! Should I give up?" she asked with a pout.

Blair put her phone away and said in a hurry, "You and Hartwell are a different case."

As soon as she finished, Wesley came up to them. Standing straight, he commanded, "Attention!"

Blair and Joslyn stopped talking at once and stood straight as an arrow.

"Left turn!" Wesley commanded once again.

Initially, Blair had been standing to Joslyn's left, and now, she was face to face with her.

Joslyn burst out laughing. Blair realized she had turned the wrong way.

She turned around to her left quickly and stood to attention.

he kept telling himself not to laugh. "Quick

confused. She wasn't good with numbers. When she turned

passed and Blair still couldn't catch up with Wesley. Wiping away the beads of sweat on her forehead, she asked him quietly, "Wesley, can we

said, "Five kilometers. At

your waist. Keep your fingers closed and your thumbs between the first joint of your index fingers and the second joint of your middle fingers. And keep

out of the blue, "My waist? You mean the place where you put your hands the

his silence.

"Bwahaha!" Joslyn roared.

"Halt!" Wesley commanded.

was to come. "Wait here!" he said to Blair

instructor to replace him in training the freshmen, resolving to focus on supervising the two girls to finish

your ankles alternately. Half squat. Exercise your knees with your hands on them." When the warm-up was done, Blair felt like she was about to have

Blair and Joslyn. It was so hot that Blair collapsed onto the ground after a while. But Wesley wasn't

everyone's surprise, Blair didn't stand up at all. She fell into

I can't do it. Please, let me go," she

Wesley's

pushed her out of his arms and made her

jello, she fell back into

sunstroke and passed out during Wesley's training

saw Wesley running towards the infirmary with Blair in his arms, every one of them envied the

to find Wesley

but he ended up reprimanding her with a long face, "You're too weak. You

replied, "I'm not a

with that. "I'm your military instructor.

tried getting out of bed. She could actually get

a hand. "Get yourself out of