Pfft.
That was criticism of the person, not the issue.
And to think, if it were soone else, would Captain Jiang even spare such thought?
After all, it wasn’t at ho, where Jiang Yekou dared not to casually get physical.
Not to ntion, there were people everywhere, and plenty of caras around—not a spot without soone watching!
"Why don’t we sit over there?"
Still concerned about his wife’s well-being, after all, it was a special period.
Old Qin had suggested taking a rest, and Lu Jing had felt a bit awkward to agree.
But now that Jiang Ye had suggested, Lu Jing didn’t feel that awkward anymore:
"Mm!"
Her back ached, her legs felt weak, standing for too long was indeed uncomfortable.
"Can you walk?"
"Of course!"
It wasn’t that bad yet!
Jiang Ye smiled, hurried to the front, and laid out several mats, stacking them up:
"Here, sit down."
Lu Jing couldn’t be bothered with formalities; when asked to sit, she sat.
But she had to admit, sitting was indeed far more comfortable than standing.
Jiang Ye obviously couldn’t stay here with her the whole ti:
"Wife, I’m heading over there."
That bunch of rascals would be too much for Old Qin to handle alone; they were nearly raising the roof.
"Go ahead then."
This wasn’t the ti for senseless complaints, and besides, Lu Jing wasn’t the type to make a fuss.
Only then did Jiang Ye run off, and in the blink of an eye, he was already far away.
Lu Jing sat on the mat and found the sight of everyone running laps quite interesting.
After all, with an average height of 180 cm, all she could see were long legs, abs, and Adonis belts on everyone—such an eye feast, unseen by outsiders!
The more Lu Jing watched, the wider her smile grew, not even noticing when soone approached.
"What are you looking at?"
She replied without a second thought:
"Of course, looking at handso guys!"
Cough cough.
Why did that voice sound familiar?
She slowly lifted her head.
When she saw that magnified handso face appear right below her eyelids, she jolted.
Jiang Ye stared at her with a half-smile:
"Very handso?"
Err.
That was a question she dared not answer.
A careless reply could lead to trouble.
"No, not at all." Her head shook like a rattle drum.
The man continued to speak:
"Did I mishear you just now?"
Lu Jing really wanted to say: Yes!
But as the words reached her lips, she refrained.
Such an unprepared lie, even she wouldn’t believe it, let alone him.
Her lips moved slightly before she whispered softly:
"They aren’t as good-looking as you!"
Sure enough, upon hearing that, the man who had been feigning a dark face imdiately cleared up, radiating total contentnt.
Just as he thought, how could those kids be as handso as himself?
At least the woman had so taste!
How could Lu Jing not understand what the man was thinking?
It was all written on his face.
Just an egomaniac with too much self-confidence, a narcissist!
But, to avoid trouble, she chose not to burst his bubble.
The team mbers had finished their laps one after another and were lying on the ground to rest after stretching, so even collapsing straight away.
As a doctor, Lu Jing naturally couldn’t stand to watch.
"Jiang Ye, have them get up and move around a bit, resting like that is bad for their bodies."
He humd in acknowledgnt, and instead of walking over, he simply blew a whistle:
"Everyone, stretch on the spot for three minutes!"
It was an order, and no one dared to disobey.
Even those who had just laid down to rest couldn’t help but wail in protest.
"Co on, what’s with the dilly-dallying?"
Watching Jiang Ye yelling at the team mbers, Lu Jing couldn’t help thinking: If he were to yell at like that, I definitely couldn’t stand it!
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