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.

and extremely funny. But as the strictest military training instructor, he kept

she turned around helplessly to look at Joslyn, she found that her friend was even more puzzled

passed and Blair still couldn't catch up with Wesley. Wiping away the beads of sweat on her

waiting expectantly, Wesley just said, "Five kilometers.

and your thumbs between the first

own waist, and asked Wesley out of the blue, "My waist? You mean the place where you

kept his

"Bwahaha!" Joslyn roared.

"Halt!" Wesley commanded.

about what was to come. "Wait here!" he

freshmen, resolving to focus on supervising the two

on them." When the warm-up was done, Blair felt like she was about to have heatstroke. There was no way she would be able to finish the

collapsed onto the ground after a while. But Wesley wasn't going to give her a break. He pulled

up at all. She fell into Wesley's arms.

me go," she pleaded

Wesley's brain went into

to his senses, he pushed her out

jello, she fell back into his

that a junior had sunstroke and passed out during Wesley's training

news, but when the girls saw Wesley running towards the infirmary with Blair in his arms, every one of them envied the unconscious girl. They announced that if

Blair woke up to find Wesley sitting by the bed and staring at

reprimanding her with a long face, "You're too weak. You couldn't even run

replied, "I'm

happy with that. "I'm your military instructor. Don't

out of bed. She could actually

understood that she was asking him to lend her a hand. "Get yourself out of bed. The heatstroke was not that