Today was cloudy, breezy, and cool—quite suitable for a stroll.
The coolness was perfect for a stroll, preferably a solo one. However, Zhou Li, holding Brother Nan's hand, was already sweating a little.
The freshmen undergoing military training were even hotter.
They were facing a female squad, where the girls had all rolled up their pant legs, showing off sections of soft, tender calves or delicate ankles. The Female Instructor had humanely chosen to ignore this.
At a glance, there was nothing but a sea of camouflage, making it hard to tell which one was attractive, but Brother Nan had stood out last year.
"Hey, look!"
Brother Nan suddenly pointed in a direction, her eyebrows raised.
Zhou Li followed her gaze and saw a not-so-tall Female Instructor standing in front of a squad, her skin a bit dark.
That must be Brother Nan's former instructor, if I remember correctly. A quick glance at Brother Nan's expression confirmed it.
