Commander Gao's gaze fell upon a tiny figure struggling to reach for food on a plate with its chopsticks...

Forehead?

Snap!

Snap! Snap!

"Oh dear, why did it fall off again, Mommy?"

The moment Tuanzi looked up, she suddenly realized that her parents were looking at her with strange eyes, and she even dropped the chopsticks in her hand.

She instinctively reached out and touched her face, thinking: I didn't do anything wrong. I was just eating, so why are Dad and Mom acting so strangely?

Ye Wanying picked up the chopsticks that had fallen on the table and handed them to the little boy, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the man beside her: "Husband, you mean...?"

"Well, let the kid go."

As expected of Commander Gao!

Let the villains make contact first; that way, no one will suspect anything, right?

"Okay, let's do it this way!"

The couple were both cunning and shrewd, while the naive little dumpling had no idea that her parents had entrusted her with a very important task.

..............

It was only a little past six o'clock when we finished eating.

"Son, change your clothes, you're going for a run."

Tuanzi was nestled on the sofa, still playing with her little drawing board. After hearing Ye Wanying's words, she didn't move at all: "Mommy, can Tuanzi ask for a day off?" she asked.

I don't want to run!

"Can you skip dinner tomorrow?" Ye Wanying's voice came from the room.

Upon hearing this, the little man sighed and put the small drawing board aside.

Compared to eating, I'll just go for a run.

As for the idea of ​​taking leave before, let's just consider it an illusion.

His father left after finishing his meal.

The performance is in three days, so naturally there's a lot of preparation work to do. Aside from six hours of sleep a day, I spend the rest of the time, even eating, thinking about various arrangements.

When Ye Wanying came out, she had already changed into sportswear and was carrying a set of clothes for the little one: "Come here, Mom will help you change."

Tuanzi then got up from the sofa and walked over awkwardly.

After changing their clothes, the mother and son went out.

.............

On the training field, there were many soldiers doing extra training, and quite a few were running. The mother and son were initially running side by side, but after less than 100 meters, they became one in front of the other. In the end, the little boy fell behind and had to walk.

That's true, how long can a two-year-old run?

Walking one lap is enough!

After the little ones finished walking, they sat on the flower bed next to them, waiting for their mothers.

However, it didn't take long for a military vehicle to come along the road next to them. It eventually stopped in front of the little man, and a boy who looked to be about twenty years old got out of the vehicle.

He had dyed his hair gray, and was wearing a leather jacket, leather pants, and Martin boots.

The man was clearly unhappy; his defiant expression was so obvious that even the two-year-old could understand it.

"Young Master, the Commander said that you should wait here now, and he will come to pick you up and take you back to Kyoto in a few days."

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense, where's my sister?"

"Miss should be rehearsing right now."

"Rehearsing again? What time is it and you're still not resting? Alright, you can go now. I'll go find my sister myself."

"Yes, young master. Your luggage has been taken to your dormitory by the sentry. You can just go find Instructor Zhao later."

"I know, hurry up and get out of here. I don't want to hear your nonsense!"

Tuanzi, standing on the flower bed, watched this scene with her mouth agape in surprise: "Wow, this uncle is so cool!"

When she looked at her own sportswear again, her eyes were filled with disdain.