"Fatty?"
Li Qingcang walked up to He Yiyan and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Fatty, the military school is closed for holidays. The girls are not training now. Aren't you being too strict with them??"
He Yiyan brushed Li Qingcang's hands away.
"Li Qingcang, look carefully. Do I look fat to you?"
Li Qingcang took a closer look at him. It was true—Fatty was no longer fat. He Yiyan had lost so much weight within a few months. He looked much more fit and muscular than the average man on the street.
Compared to the rotund He Yiyan in the past, he was a lot skinnier.
"Captain He, don't punish them. They are here to keep me company."
He Yiyan looked across Li Qingcang's shoulder and saw Ye Tianxin. "Tianxin, I know they are your good friends, but it's another matter that they are fighting."
He Yiyan told the girls who were still standing upright, "All right, don't look at me like you've just seen a ghost."
