The Surrogate Bride of the Colonel He

C70 – Injury of Ankle

Just as the soldiers held their breath, the training ground expelled Xu Yangyi and the tank.

Hee Jingyan rose promptly and approached, though his expression didn’t convey a welcoming demeanor towards Xu Yangyi’s victory. To put it bluntly, he wore a troubled frown.

“Damn uncle, what’s going on?” Xu Yangyi glanced at Hee Jingyan, who walked to the car’s side and suddenly extended his hands toward him, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Are you trying to take advantage of me again? Aren’t you afraid?

This thought crossed Xu Yangyi’s mind, and he paid no heed to Hee Jingyan. As he prepared to leap out of the vehicle, Hee Jingyan unexpectedly spoke with a hint of menace, “Darling.” Then, he scrutinized Xu Yangyi closely.

Puzzled by Hee Jingyan’s actions, Xu Yangyi felt his anger surge. Consequently, he simply gazed at him, his brows furrowing.

As Xu Yangyi was puzzling over Hee Jingyan’s intentions, Wu Tie cast a glance at his ankle. “Isn’t your ankle injured? Be a little more cautious.” With that, he signaled for Xu Yangyi to hop into his arms.

Ordinarily, Xu Yangyi would have already delivered a swift kick to Hee Jingyan. However, at this very moment, he stared at Hee Jingyan in astonishment.

How did he know about my injured ankle?

Noticing Xu Yangyi’s perplexity, Hee Jingyan took a step closer and, without waiting for Xu Yangyi to willingly leap into his arms, he scooped him up and inquired, “Didn’t you injure your ankle when you leaped from the tree?” He then used his sleeve to wipe away the sweat from Xu Yangyi’s forehead, offering a gentle smile.

“Did you observe that?” Xu Yangyi was somewhat taken aback, but he made no effort to free himself. He allowed Hee Jingyan to carry him, well aware that his ankle was swollen. He simply needed to endure until the end of the match.

In response to Xu Yangyi’s query, Hee Jingyan found his wife’s reaction rather endearing. “Your husband here is accustomed to such fare,” he stated. The physical well-being of soldiers bore a direct correlation to the outcome of warfare. Without this degree of understanding, how could they aspire to hold the rank of colonel?

Xu Yangyi clicked his tongue in disdain upon hearing this. He appeared to believe that Hee Jingyan was simply talking nonsense. He then turned to Rosen, whose expression had changed, and raised his hand. “Still up for a competition?”

Did he still regard me as a child this time? Wait and see how I best you.

To be frank, the longer I spar with him, the slimmer my chances of winning become, as I can’t outmatch him in terms of physical strength. Fortunately, he’s rather predictable due to his weak physique.

Hearing Xu Yangyi’s words, Rosen couldn’t help but shudder. The individual before him was no ordinary young rascal but his wife, the Colonel’s spouse. In terms of rank, he was no match, leaving him to gaze expectantly at Hee Jingyan, hoping for a decision. He lacked the courage to compete with Xu Yangyi, for fear that he might accidentally harm him. Knowing Hee Jingyan well, he was certain that any such mistake would lead to his miserable demise.

Sensing that Rosen awaited Hee Jingyan’s command, Xu Yangyi furrowed his brow, as he doubted that Hee Jingyan would consent to a match between him and Rosen. There was a palpable air of menace, clearly intended to intimidate Xu Yangyi.

Xu Yangyi’s face flushed crimson from the public spanking. He exclaimed, “Hands off my behind! You pervert, put me down.” He then began to struggle frantically, though it seemed he used this as a means to mask his embarrassment, for he felt an overwhelming sense of anger at the moment. He thought to himself, “Is this guy insane? Spanking my rear end in front of all these people is utterly insane. How am I ever going to face anyone again?”