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.

as the strictest military training instructor, he kept

wasn't good with numbers. When she turned around helplessly to

away the beads of sweat on her

was waiting expectantly, Wesley just said, "Five kilometers.

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

Wesley out of the blue, "My waist? You

kept his

"Bwahaha!" Joslyn roared.

"Halt!" Wesley commanded.

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

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

them." When the warm-up was done, Blair felt like she was about

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

stand up at all. She

I can't do it. Please, let me

so soft that Wesley's brain went into fantasy

he came back to his senses, he pushed her out of his arms and

made of jello, she fell back into

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

with Blair in his arms, every one of them envied the unconscious girl. They announced that if they could be held by Wesley

to find Wesley sitting by the bed

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

"I'm not

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

she tried getting out of bed. She could actually get up on her own,

hand. "Get yourself out of bed.