Zhao Ying walked into the house and found Long Xiaoqi for something, about the Guardians' troops.

Ren Zhiyuan has already returned, so Zhao Ying has returned home, but the matter of the Guardians' troops is not over yet.

In this incident, under Zhao Ying's violent temper, the actions of the Guardians were very radical, especially the flag guarding that the final battle flag company was dispatched to carry out.

I don’t know when it started, the Battle Flag Company... No, not just the Battle Flag Company, but the entire Guardian Army seems to be infected with Long Xiaoqi’s bad habits.

This made the superiors very unhappy, to be precise, it should have made some big shots very unhappy, especially Long Xiaoqi even scolded one of the big shots.

Therefore, a series of reforms to the Guardians' troops are to be carried out, and this kind of reform is something that many people do not want to see.

"Well... Xiaoqi, the Guardians' troops will carry out a one-month discipline rectification." Zhao Ying stood behind the chair, pinching Long Xiaoqi's shoulder and said: "This time the leader above is personally squatting and organizing the rectification."

Work style and discipline rectification is an activity that the troops often carry out, including learning regulations, military appearance and discipline, work style training, etc.

Generally speaking, this kind of activity is carried out for the scattered and problematic forces, but there are also special circumstances. For example, after a long holiday, this activity is usually carried out to achieve the fastest concentration.

"Style and discipline rectification? Are you right?" Long Xiaoqi curled his lips and said, "What kind of discipline rectification is used by the Guardians troops? They are still doing normal work? Do we also need to conduct style and discipline rectification in foreign intelligence systems? It's nonsense!"

In Long Xiaoqi's eyes, isn't this just nonsense?

The reason is very simple. Where can the Guardians have free time? Every position performs its own duties, and the information cannot be processed all day long. Where can I have the intention to cause trouble?

There are also those combat troops, such as the Battle Flag Company, who are full of training every day and have no time at all.

So when Zhao Ying talked about the rectification of work style and discipline, Long Xiaoqi's first reaction was nonsense.

"Well... the foreign intelligence system will naturally operate normally, and no matter what happens in China, it will not affect foreign countries." Zhao Ying said softly: "The rectification of work style and discipline is fake. This time, I am afraid that the Guardians' troops will be re-adjusted. This is a bit too intense, and I didn't expect this situation to happen... The boss Ren Zhiyuan called me, and he meant to let you return to the team..."

It is definitely not a strict discipline rectification, it is a need to put a knife on the guardian.

Re-adjustment... Haha, it sounds nice, who knows what to adjust? Split the Battle Banner Company? Or re-allocation of personnel from various departments? Or divide some departments?

"No matter!" Long Xiaoqi waved his hand and said, "I have some very important things to do now. The Guardians' army has to do with me? Ren Zhiyuan can solve it himself. This old man is just a cunning fox, thief."

He didn't have the heart to care about these things. You can cancel the number of the Battle Banner Company? If you were tortured, it would be impossible to cancel the Battle Banner Company. It is now one of the best bayonets in the country, and it is responsible for the internal and external maintenance of the Guardians' troops.

"Well... the matter this time may be serious, and..." Zhao Ying smiled and said, "This is what I made, and it's not a good end now. Xiaoqi, look..."

Hearing this, Long Xiaoqi's face showed a strange look, and then slowly turned to excitement and ecstasy.

"Hey, wife, this is asking me to help you wipe your butt, right?" Long Xiaoqi hugged Zhao Ying happily and said loudly in an excited and trembling voice: "Damn, I'll wipe your butt? Do it! This work must be done! Take me to the army quickly, I will wipe your butt well for you, hehehe..."

This guy is so happy because this is wiping Zhao Ying’s butt!

From the beginning to now, Zhao Ying has always wiped his butt from Long Xiaoqi.

As a man who stands tall, Long Xiaoqi accepted this very openly, but he always felt that something was wrong in his heart... Now that his wife asked him to help wipe his butt, of course he had to fuck him!

It's like what? It's like a man is always pressed down in a couple's life, but one day a woman lets a man be on top...

Which man refuses to do it? Which man must not turn on the horse with great courage and bring out his male charm that is the only man to the extreme?

Yes, this is the reason. Although it is vulgar, it definitely complements Long Xiaoqi!

"Well...husband, you are so nice."

Zhao Ying let out a soft and kissed Long Xiaoqi on the cheek.

"Hehehe..."

Long Xiaoqi smiled satisfied and asked Zhao Ying to push him out, and he was ready to ignore anything. He returned to the Guardians' army and helped his wife wipe her butt before talking.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Long Xiaoqi turned his head and saw his baby son standing there covered in mud, dancing happily.

"Big brother-in-law, brother-in-law, am I going to be like this now, so my father can't see me?" Long Baby asked, twisting her butt.

Xiao Zhan was about to answer, but when he saw Long Xiaoqi and Zhao Ying coming out, he quickly shrank his head and prepared to leave.

He was more afraid of Zhao Ying, not because of the scar on his face, but because Long Luoshui was most afraid of her mother.

Long Luoshui was afraid, and Xiao Zhan was also afraid. He felt that his mother-in-law, who smiled very gently every day, was a tigress.

"Well... I'll let you pee and play with mud-" Zhao Ying stared at Xiao Zhan with a smile.

"I... pee, I'm running mud, all of them are what I'm peeing." Xiao Zhan pointed at the mud under his feet.

"Well...and then you applied it all to the baby?" Zhao Ying asked with a soft smile.

"This, this..."

"Mom!" Long Xiaoqi was furious and pointed at Long Baby and cursed: "Why did I give birth to you, a fool? People pee and play with mud, and you still apply it to yourself as a treasure? I, I, I will beat you to death today, and I will be purified if I die!!!"

Long Xiaoqi was really confused. He could allow his son to be timid and afraid, but he didn't allow his own planting to be so stupid.

I am as smart as a monkey, how could I give birth to a son as stupid as a pig?

The scolded baby Long looked at Xiao Zhan, then looked at his own son, and suddenly twisted his butt and made a face at Long Xiaoqi.

"You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me... I'll be invisible after mud is applied to me. I'll piss you off to death, I'll piss you off to death--"

Long Xiaoqi stared at him with a round eyes, staring at Baby Long twisting her butt and making faces at him.

"Silly?" Long Xiaoqi said to himself.

At this moment, Long Baby ran over and urinated hard at him because of his disguise mud.

"I'll go!"

Long Xiaoqi threw his shoes over and slammed them on Long Baby's face.

"Bang!"

Baby Long was stunned and touched her nose and saw a red look.

"Wow—Mom, Mom, Dad has bleed me, my intestines are flowing out! I'm scared to death...Wow, wow...wow, my intestines are flowing out-"

Hou Xiaolan ran out quickly and saw her baby son bleeding from his nose at first sight.

"What intestines are flowing out? I just smashed the sole of his shoes and bleeding from his nose. This kid...uh...Xiaolan...you, you..."

Long Xiaoqi suddenly foamed at the mouth and his body twitched violently.

Zhao Ying stared at Hou Xiaolan fiercely, and at this time, Long Luoshui ran out again. Seeing that his younger brother was bullied, he chased Xiao Zhan and fought again.

"Don't fight!"

"Xiaolan, who made you poison?"

"Long Xiaoqi, I'll ask you to hit my son and let you beat him hard!"

“…”

It was a mess and a mess.

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Chapter completed!