Dear Commander-in-Chief

Bai Lang smiled and winked at Xiao Tuanzi: "Yo, Gong Baobao, do you even know what men and men do? You are very knowledgeable at such a young age."

Gongjue's face is turning green!

"Adjutant Lu, who is the one who doesn't have long eyes and spreads Lao Tzu's gossip outside?"

How dare you say he likes men?

Riding a horse, then why did he brutally treat that sweet woman on the operating table tonight?

Behind the door, the white-haired adjutant Lu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained, "Sir, it's some gossip tabloids, and some entertainment giants on Weibo..."

Bai Lang was delighted: "Yo, our empire is extremely honorable, and even the president has to let him live in the army a little bit. The head of the palace has become the darling of entertainment news, and I'm fortunate enough to be a supporting actor in the limelight. ……Ha ha!"

Gong Jue glared at him fiercely and ordered: "Block those tabloids and kill those entertainment giants!"

How dare you spread such outrageous fake news and let the small group know about it?

Can I still be a father with dignity?

Adjutant Lu nodded sharply: "Yes, my subordinates will do it now."

Bailang gloated: "miserable, pitiful, someone else is going to be unlucky tonight."

Gong Jue gave him a cold look, "The African desert troops are short of medics, go and support for a month!"

"Ow, Chief, you can't be so cruel—"

Ignoring Bailang's wailing, Gong Jue raised his eyebrows coldly and looked at Adjutant Lu: "Why haven't people brought it?"

Adjutant Lu looked embarrassed.

Slowly took out a medical report: "The nurse... left. But... the test results are still here."

If possible, he really wanted to slow down the time and slow down the moment when the chief saw the results of the medical examination.

However, the palace lord grabbed it and swept it without delay for a second.

All the report data flashed by, only two words, deeply reflected in his eyes.

"Don't lift it!"

rely on it!

The woman was definitely humiliating him on purpose.

Gong Jue's forbearance eyes were filled with anger, and his voice was calm and arrogant: "Compare the handwriting, compare the surveillance video... Find those two women for Lao Tzu!"

Damn, tonight two women, one climbed on his body, and the other climbed on his head, showing off their power.

If he didn't take care of these two women, he wouldn't be named Gong!

"Tsk tsk, brother, this is a means of catching international spies, do you want to take this seriously?"

"Shut up! Africa, get out now!"

"Ow—" Bailang screamed, turning back to look at the little dumpling sadly, "Hey, you are careful to inherit your father's disease, as soon as you meet a woman..."

The little dumpling stared at Hei Grape with big eyes: "Who said that? Miss Sister has touched my body, I'm fine!"

He patted his little heart proudly: "However, Uncle Bai, I'm not as scumbag as you are. I always make women cry. I will be responsible for the woman who touches me!"

Bailang fainted: "..."

He, who has always been known for being dishonest, was defeated by the small dumplings.

==

At this time, Gu Qiqi, the "little sister" in the mind of the small group, just stepped into the door of Gu's house.

The Gu family is one of the wealthy families in Qingcheng, and the major shareholder of Qingcheng Hospital is her family.

It stands to reason that the Gu family should support her when she goes to medical school.

It's a pity that the people in the Gu family would rather drag her into hell than give her a chance to improve and study!

Gu Qiqi gritted her teeth and stepped forward.

She will no longer pay attention to the thoughts of Gu's family. She wants to take back the master of fate and make the decision for herself.

Tonight, she will change her college entrance examination plan!

She decides which school to apply for, and no one wants to force her.

【——Little Train Theater——】

Little Dumpling: Baba, you really like Uncle Bailang, you won't rob me of Miss Sister?

Gong Jue black face: Who said that, I killed him!

The little dumpling pointed to a certain stupid author.

Gong Jue: Adjutant Lu, let the stupid author take the dog with his book.

Stupid author: Alas, I originally wrote tonight's plot that the young lady would sleep with you in the same bed with no clothes on... It's a pity... I'd better take it with a dog.

Gong Jue: Come back and write to Lao Tzu! Don't sleep if you can't finish writing!