"Brother, you eat...I have too much..."

Li Kuiyong scooped another spoonful and handed it to her mouth:

"Come on, eat more."

He Xiaolan blushed and shrank back, Li Kuiyong didn't say anything, the spoon in his hand was hanging in the air, and he just looked at her and smiled happily.

There was no other way, so I had to come over and take the pineapple away and lower my head.

Before I could chew it a few times, the spoon came over again.

"Brother, I haven't finished it yet~"

Her cheeks were puffed, and her big dark eyes flashed. He Xiaoman, who was gone from the presence of others, became vivid. Her words were a bit coquettish.

That's right!

Li Kuiyong put the pineapple in her can, put down the spoon and said with a smile:

"Then you eat it yourself, there are still many more..."

After a week of training, almost all the beauties lost weight, including Lin Dingding, who was extremely white and tender, all of them became dark, except He Xiaoman.

She had hardly eaten big pot rice. The special supply reserved by the cooking team for the leaders, such as canned beef, canned lunch meat, canned pineapple, canned yellow peaches...

Under Li Kuiyong's privilege, he got into her belly. On weekdays, he didn't need to go out to bask in the sun to train. When the art troupe returned to the station, He Xiaolan actually got a little white and gained two pounds!

This is simply jealous. It’s really amazing to have an older brother!

In addition to being an old mother, Liu Feng is also a blanket teacher, which is a thankless errand.

The most painful time for beauty every day is not to run exercises in the morning, study politics in the evening, or listen to convey documents in the afternoon, but to do homework at 7 o'clock every morning.

It is said that Queen Jiang has an "executive order" to let dancers practice opera skills and develop the temperament of workers, peasants and soldiers. The regiment implemented it very well. The group had nineteen largest female soldiers and the smallest twelve, lined up in a row of seven or eight meters long, and had an hour and a half of blankets.

One by one, Liu Feng picked up his waist and legs, flipped the "front bridge" (soft front), "back bridge" (soft back), "manzi" (side flip), and springboard barbarians.

Especially the springboard barbarian, the beauty was timid, and the springboard was bouncing a few meters high. Then he turned over. After a moment of terrifying shock, he didn't know how he fell to the ground...

He had to catch the soft little loli in the air, and then put them on the ground and enjoy them.

Sometimes Liu Feng reminds you:

"Tighten your waist, ah?"

They would roll their eyes on him, and he would move them all the more he would do.

Usually, it is just a dancer to move. If there is a training camp, the vocal band actors must also take physical classes and kick the mountain to smooth things over. This is what Liu Feng is most looking forward to because-

Lin Dingding also needs to turn it over!

Liu Feng stood at one end of the small rehearsal hall with a smile, watching Lin Dingding kicking his legs in bloomers, most of them at his forehead, almost at the tip of his nose.

Just as Lin Dingding raised his legs at his Adam's apple, he called out:

"Get some strength!"

Ding Ding's round eyes complained to him, but he didn't understand what she complained about. After kicking it out, Ding Ding's legs became lower, and he kicked it according to the zipper height of his practice suit, and the bitterness in his eyes became deeper.

Liu Feng still didn't understand it, and said another sentence:

"Be serious!"

Ding Ding's leg was kicked to the height of his navel.

Liu Feng frowned and said in a deep voice:

"What's going on?"

Lin Dingding bit his silver teeth and kicked him at the Tianling Gai. But just this time, he "fired" something out of her bloomer's legs and flew straight towards Liu Feng!

Liu Feng took a big step alertly, and was not stuck on his face by the object. With a "bang", he landed between his two black-faced and white-bottomed soldiers' cloth shoes.

This is something shameful!

Lin Dingding's face suddenly turned bloody, and she pounced on it, picked it up, like picking up his own life, and then she ran out of the door...

Half of the toilet paper was soaked in blood, only the tips were white, the rest was tragic scarlet, and there was still a fishy smell of dead fish at the end of the nose, which made Liu Feng very impressed.

Perhaps only Liu Feng saw the thing clearly. His face turned pale and he peeked into the secrets of the boudoir. Although it was not intentional, he felt a kind of strong guilt, a kind of humiliation and secret joy after being marked with hormones by female creatures.

The male soldiers are not secretly going to happen every month. If a female soldier shouts "report", the commander of the duty will not dare not disapprove of "departure", and this "report" will also report to all male soldiers...

The "bloody crime" that happened to a woman every month was happening to Lin Dingding at this moment, but why didn't she "report"?

Lin Dingding charged from the rehearsal hall to the large toilet, rode on the pit, and cried loudly.

The art troupe's public toilet architectural design is like this—

In the male and female circles, the walls did not reach the roof. The female soldiers here often asked what to rehearse at night. There were male soldiers blurting out the answers. It was also often the female soldiers here who started to sing something, and there were male soldiers there singing along.

So Ding Ding cried and blocked a loud song "The Glorious Sun..." next door. After five seconds of silence, the tenor asked:

"Who is this?!"

Ding Ding was already crying and squatting down. There was about a male soldier from the band next door. After listening to Lin Ding Ding's sad voice for a while, he sighed:

"Mom! What's the tune?"

The tenor said:

“High C!”

The number of male soldiers next door increased, and there was a wave of inquiries and discussions.

"What's going on?"

"Is it dead?"

On the side of the broken wall, the number of female soldiers also increased, and there was a lot of persuasion and comfort.

"What's the matter?"

"It may not be that any mother doesn't have her period?"

Ding Ding sobbed:

"They all saw it!"

"Whoever sees it will be responsible!"

This is what Hao Shuwen said. On one side, she was holding her chin to the side of the broken wall, as if she was provoking trouble. The male soldier representative started asking at the other end of the broken wall:
Chapter completed!