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.

strictest military training instructor, he kept telling himself not

When she turned around helplessly

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

she was waiting expectantly, Wesley just said, "Five kilometers. At the double, quick

had to start running. Wesley corrected them constantly. "Raise your arms to 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 your forearms slightly

at her own waist, and asked Wesley out of the blue, "My waist? You mean the place where you put your hands the other

kept his

"Bwahaha!" Joslyn roared.

"Halt!" Wesley commanded.

had an ominous feeling about what was to come. "Wait here!" he said to Blair

another military training instructor to replace him in training the freshmen, resolving to focus on supervising the

Half squat. Exercise your knees with your hands 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

and Culture University saw Wesley train Blair and Joslyn. It was so hot that Blair collapsed onto the ground after a while. But Wesley wasn't going to give her a break. He pulled her

everyone's surprise, Blair didn't stand up at

Please, let me go," she pleaded in

so soft that Wesley's brain

he pushed her out

were made of jello, she fell back into his arms. In the end, Blair

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

of them envied the unconscious girl. They announced that if they could be held by Wesley like

infirmary, Blair woke up to find Wesley sitting

Wesley opened his mouth to say something, but he ended up reprimanding her with a long face, "You're too weak. You couldn't even run two

"I'm

your military instructor. Don't

was feeling better, she tried getting out of bed. She could actually get

to lend her a hand. "Get yourself out of