Fattie complained and picked up a drinking glass to take a sip, but when he heard Nanheng’s words, he nearly squirted the water out of his mouth. He coughed so hard that his fat face turned red.

  Even if he was fat, he couldn’t eat so much.

  He suddenly learned the feeling of being “carefully taken care of” by Boss. He smacked his lips silently and dared not utter a single word.

  But the main problem had nothing to do with steak and pork bone rice, didn’t it?

  What mattered was that Boss was sitting next to Feng Ling now!

  Feng Ling pushed forward the food in front of her. “No need. I can’t eat all of these. I can give the extra four to Fattie.”


  Fattie quickly shook his head and waved his hands, looking at Nanheng for help.

  Nanheng didn’t look at him and didn’t say that Feng Ling was allowed to give these foods to others or not. He just said lightly. “It’s up to you. You’ll have to train for five hours after you return to the base at night. As long as you make sure you are full.”


  Feng Ling blinked and Fattie and other members no longer envied Boss’s special care of him, and all looked at her with sympathy.

  The physical training at XI Base was literally devil training! You would be half-dead after only one-hour physical training, let alone five hours……

  Did Boss want Feng Ling to die before his nineteenth birthday?

  Feng Ling turned her eyes to the man next to her who could almost decide her fate with just a word.

  Nanheng glanced at her meaningfully. The black jacket on his body was worn casually at this moment. Underneath it was a black T-shirt, which outlined the man’s muscular and perfect figure. At this close distance, she was almost overwhelmed by the smell of his masculine hormone. More importantly, his eyes flickered with a gleam of danger, as if reminding him that even if he was going to leave XI Base for two years, he would set off the day after tomorrow, so he still had at least two more nights to torture her.

  When Feng Ling pursed her lips silently, the man suddenly threw her a pair of chopsticks.

  “Eat.”


  “.……”


  “Eat at least two bowls. Otherwise, I won’t care whether you’ll starve to faint or not during training at night. You’ll have to continue to practice.”


  “.……”


  Did he like torturing people like that? Or did he just hate her?

  Feng Ling picked up the chopsticks and started to put the rice into her mouth. After eating one portion, she looked at the steak next to her and couldn’t eat anymore.

  At this moment, Fattie suddenly broke in. “Steak is good for building muscle. Little Feng Ling, look at you. You’re not only skinny but also don’t even have any muscle. You showed your arms last time in training, which were so pale and thin like a little girl’s arms. Eat more. It’s good for you! ”


  Feng Ling immediately lifted her eyes and gave Fattie a stern glance.

  Fattie continued to gloat, but before he finished laughing, the waiter who had just gone out brought in ten portions of steaks and ten pork bone rice.

  As soon as he saw what they brought in, with a glanced at the food, Fattie instantly burped loudly and his eyes straightened.

  Feng Ling cut the steak slowly and stuffed it into her mouth as she smiled at the stunned Fattie and said, “Turn all the fat on your body into muscles early and eat more. It’s good for you.”


  Fattie. “.……”Shit, if he ate all these things, he would be dead!

  He just ridiculed Feng Ling a little bit, and Boss actually wanted to kill him in such a despicable way.

  He and Feng Ling were both men. Why were they treated with such a difference?!!!

  ——


  At night, they returned to the base.

  It was great that they didn’t need training at night today. After eating and drinking, they went back to take a shower and rest.

  However, at about nine o’clock in the mid-night, Feng Ling was taken out of her room like a kitten by Nanheng and brought to the training ground.

  Feng Ling ate two portions of the rice and two steaks, which made her very uncomfortable. Suddenly being taken here, even Feng Ling, who didn’t like to show her emotions, gave him an ugly face.

  “Boss, my stomach is very upset. Can’t you let me lie down for a while?”


  However, she hadn’t finished speaking yet and Nanheng had pushed her straight to horizontal bar, then dragged her collar indifferently, and put her on the horizontal bar.

  Feng Ling had to seize both sides of the horizontal bar to stabilize her body, and looked at him with a straight face. But the man looked at her clearly uncomfortable look. Not only did he not have the slightest sympathy, but also he looked disdainful of her and said, “Isn’t it better to use exercise to speed up digestion? If you go back to bed and lie on your stomach, you’ll only end up with vomiting and diarrhea tomorrow morning because of food accumulation!”


  “So serious?”Feng Ling had had a hard time getting enough to eat since he was a child, so she had no idea of ‘food accumulation’.

  Nanheng snorted. “I give you the opportunity to strengthen your physical training and you don’t appreciate me at all?”


  He deliberately made her eat so much, then dragged her out and threw her on the horizontal bar to force her to digest the food in her stomach. And now he said she should appreciate him?!

  However, Feng Ling did physical training for three hours on the training ground under Nanheng’s stare. When she finally achieved the 97th push-up, she couldn’t get up but lay feebly on the ground like a dead body, not moving at all.

  Nanheng came over and raised his foot to kick her leg. “Continue, still three more.”


  “Boss, it’s been three hours.”Feng Ling lay flat on the ground, closed her eyes, and said, “Today I owe three, and next time I will make up thirty.”


  When the man heard her, he sneered in a low voice, narrowing his eyes and gazing at her coldly. “Didn’t you vow to give me a shoulder-throw? Now you can’t even finish the last three push-ups? With your lame ability, if you are assigned with a mission in the future, I’m afraid you will lose to your own physical strength before meeting the enemy, let alone give me a shoulder throw.”


  Feng Ling frowned. Even though the man’s black leather boots were stepping on her back in a persecution manner, she still gritted her teeth, and carrying her already weak body and the weight on her back, she braced her arms little by little. Sweat dripped from her forehead and she murmured. “Ninety-eight.”


  Nanheng looked at her deadpan, with her feet still stepping on her back. Until the little cat who temporarily had no strength to stretch her paws counted to one hundred, he retracted his feet, turned, and pointed his chin at the muscle-stretching training equipment not far away. “Go up and stretch your limbs for half an hour.”


  Feng Ling didn’t lie down on the ground again this time. She only glanced at the sweat dripping from her forehead and got up little by little. She stumbled and then turned to look at the man who stood in the darkness and looked so cold and stern. She stabilized her body and walked over.