My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 231 Photos
At 06:30 the next morning, Wen Ruian went downstairs. He thought that He Tianran was still sleeping, but he didn't expect that this kid had already washed his face in the bathroom of the boxing gym, and changed into the sportswear that had been kept in the boxing gym. Ready to go for a run.

"Is your kid okay?"

"If you run slowly, you'll be fine, but if you run too fast, your chest will hurt."

"Okay, let's go."

So, the teacher and father, who was also in sports attire, took his apprentices out to exercise.

When Wen Liang left last night, she specifically asked He Tianran to get up early. Her father has been exercising for almost 20 years, and he doesn't like the lazy young people who sleep in all day long.

In fact, there is no need to say much about this, after all, Brother Tianran's current life and rest are still very healthy.

In the park in the twilight of the morning light, one big and one small ran around. This was not the first time He Tianran ran with his master. When he was living in a nearby apartment, he would often meet Wen Rui'an jogging in the park, so If you want to talk about a good impression, it has already been left for a long time. On the contrary, it is Wen Liang who said not to sleep in. He has never seen it in the morning run.

"Since this girl went to high school, she has become a lot more lazy. She doesn't listen to her, and she can't even bark in the morning. Is she also so lazy at school?"

Today, Wen Rui'an finally solved He Ranran's question and asked.

"No, they have early skills in the acting department, and they woke up around this time to babble and practice their lines at the back of the school. They probably went home, so it's rare to sleep late."

Panting for breath, He Tianran kept on stepping, and said something nice to his girlfriend. He was suddenly curious about the difference in strength between himself and Wen Liang, so he asked:
"Master, did Wen Liang learn boxing from you?"

"You were beaten by her?"

"Well, her fists are quite heavy. If I really fight, I don't know if I can beat her..."

Wen Rui'an said seriously: "If you really fight, I don't need her to take action, I will beat you down first."

He Tianran carefully explained: "How can it be, I was beaten unilaterally, I'm just a little curious now..."

"As for her, now she only practiced boxing occasionally, and she has slacked off a lot. She practiced a lot when she was a child. She practiced a lot from the age of four to 16. Many movements have become a habit. You have only practiced for a year, and you only do it a few times a week. Once, the level is definitely not comparable to her, it is nothing more than a little stronger than her, if it is really on the four-corner stage, if you win one round in three rounds, it is her who let you."

"..."

He Tianran had black lines on his face. Is this Master boasting about himself, or is he really that bad?

"But Xiaohe, you also have an advantage. You are very flexible and your reflexes are the best I have ever seen. Now that your hand is injured, you can also take this opportunity to practice your steps. Come with me."

"……what?"

Wen Rui'an, who was leading the way, changed direction, and the two ran under a sycamore tree. Under the thick branches that protruded, two strips of cloth were artificially hung. The teacher took out two 10KG from an inconspicuous corner under the tree. The kettlebells are wrapped with cloth strips. It seems that they often come here to practice, and everything is prepared.

He pushed his hands back and forth, and the two kettlebells hanging in mid-air began to swing like a swing. When the head-on impact came, he suddenly bowed and turned his head, quickly dodged, and then put his hands on his chest, swinging The boxing posture consisted of stabbing, hooking, straightening, and swinging punches. When the kettlebell returned from behind him, he seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and once again dodged it sideways, looking thrilling and exciting.

"Come on, Xiaohe, come and try, pay attention to your steps and breathing, and don't mess up."

Wen Rui'an made several demonstrations and retreated, giving way to He Tianran.

"I??"

This training looked dangerous. He Tianran felt terrified, but he still didn't dare to disobey it and stepped forward.

"Don't underestimate yourself. Most people start with one kettlebell. I think you can do two. As long as you are focused enough, there is no problem in avoiding it."

It's easy to dodge, but at the same time, you have to maintain a boxing stance to punch, and your feet must continue to move, which is a bit at a loss.

Just kidding, this kettlebell is made of iron, with a weight of 10KG combined with the inertia of the swing, if it hits the door in one go, wouldn't it make people beep?

If this is the case, can I keep my handsome face?

He Tianran felt anxious.

"Come on, get ready."

Wen Rui'an walked across to He Tianran, holding the kettlebell in both hands, and pushed hard after a warning!
"Fuck!"

Looking at the two iron lumps colliding quickly, He Tianran was horrified, his legs almost went limp, and he dared to be distracted, he could only start the training in a panic, and his movements were completely gone from what Master Wen demonstrated just now The smoothness and beauty of the moment.

Hey, Master is training his own reaction, this is obviously trying to kill himself!

……

……

An hour and a half later, the vigorous master returned home with the exhausted disciple.

Mother Wen woke up a long time ago, and at the moment, she was spreading scallion omelets in the kitchen, took the soy milk fritters that He Tianran bought from outside, looked at the two men sweating profusely, and smiled and told him to go ahead Go to the bathroom to wash up and then come out to eat.

Since He Tianran still had bandages on his hands, it was very troublesome to take a shower, so he could only wipe them with a clean towel. When he came out, he happened to see Wen Liang, with sleepy eyes, wearing a white pajamas, walking out of the bedroom with a plain face .

The two looked at each other, and the next second, Wen Liang slammed the door shut again.

He Tianran was very puzzled, there was nothing wrong with her clothes, what's wrong?
"Don't sleep, come out to eat."

Mother Wen at the dinner table called out to her room.

"Right now, 10 minutes!"

In the room, there was a warm and cool cry, and the girl reappeared after a while, good guy, the hair that was messy just now has been tied up, and the clothes have been changed, but she walked in a hurry and went to the bathroom again.

"I asked you to eat, but didn't let you go to the street. You should pay attention to the time yourself."

"Oh, I see...Mom, where did you put my facial cleanser?"

"Didn't you take the school with you?"

"No! I keep a bottle at home! Ah, I found it!"

"Do you want me to bring in the foundation and lipstick?"

"Oh! No need!!"

The mother and daughter talked through the door, and the two men ate in silence, not daring to speak.

After a few more minutes, Wen Liang finally wiped away her slumber after waking up, walked out of the bathroom with a rosy white face, looked at the three people on the table, thought for a while, and finally sat down next to mother.

"Eat~"

Wen Liang was happily preparing to move his chopsticks when his mother beside him stretched out a finger and rubbed his cheek.

"What are you doing, Mom?"

Mother Wen looked at her fingers, and said with a smile: "Ah, it's good if you don't wear foundation. You can rest assured, Xiaohe, she looks normal now, and my wife didn't lie to you."

Hearing this, He Tianran, who was drinking soy milk, almost choked.

Which game is this?

Seeing Wen Liang's vicious eyes shot at him in an instant, He Tianran lowered his head and mumbled:

"Eat, eat..."

At this time, fortunately, Wen Rui'an said: "Naturally, what are your plans for a while."

"In the morning, I will go to the nearby Yuehui Mall. There is a guitar shop there. I am friends with the owner. I have something to tell him. In the afternoon, there will be a boxing class. I will go back after the class. school."

He Tianran used the fork that Mother Wen specially prepared for him, soaked the fritters in soy milk and put them in his mouth.

Wen Rui'an nodded, and looked at each other silently with his wife, while Wen Liang was beside him calmly, thinking in his heart that he would go with He Tianran later.

"Ah Liang, you can help me lead the boxing children's class in the morning."

"what?"

"Ah, what, I'm naturally more diligent than you now. If you don't move, you'll almost forget your basic skills. In the morning, I'll drive your car for maintenance, and you will be the substitute."

"……Oh, good."

In front of her father, the girl didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so let her weekend date plans go to waste, anyway, they still have a lot of time when they go back to school.

After a breakfast, the whole family ate with gusto, and after helping to clean up the dishes, He Tianran decided to go out, but after a second thought, he suddenly said:

"That...Master and wife, I...can I take a photo with you?"

Wen Rui'an, who was sitting on the sofa making tea, was taken aback when he heard the words, and Wen's mother, who was wiping the table, also stopped moving, and only Wen Liang, who was beside him, understood his intentions, and immediately said happily:

"Yes, yes, it's a rare opportunity, let's take a photo together~"

The girl pulled her mother, who was arranging her hair, to sit next to her father. The old man laughed dumbfounded when he saw this, but he didn't mean to refuse.

He Tianran approached, found a suitable location, took out his newly purchased mobile phone and held it up high. After his girlfriend arranged for her parents, she took two steps with her hands behind her back, and silently moved to his side like deceiving her ears.

"Crack."

The lens of the camera freezes this warm moment. In the picture, the husband is sitting with a big horse, facing the camera, and the wife next to him is smiling and holding his hand. The sunny boy is facing the camera. The girl pretended to be cold, with her right hand making a big "V" at the corner of her eye and brow.

There is no doubt that everyone in the photo is very happy at this second.

……

……

"Are you sure you want to delete this photo?"

In the library of Hong Kong City University, the morning sun poured on the ground through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Cao Aiqing was sitting in the sunny place, her long black and beautiful hair was shining like shining golden threads under the soft light.

At this moment, her snow-white swan neck hangs down slightly at this moment, and her elegant temperament is three points cold and three points alienated. Sitting there, she becomes a holy painting, which is so shockingly beautiful that others dare not approach her , for fear of breaking the tranquility and beauty.

Her gaze was fixed on the screen of the mobile phone.

This is the last photo of her related to He Tianran.

The content of the picture is very monotonous, there are no characters, and there are no details. It's just two hands holding together, like a casual shot on weekdays.

But it was such a photo that caught her gaze the longest. Maybe this photo had a different meaning to her?

However, this is no longer important.

She moved her slender fingers and clicked the "Yes" option, and the phone made a "beep", and then she put it aside.

"Cao, classmate Cao."

Suddenly, someone yelled slightly at the side. Cao Aiqing turned her beautiful eyes, and when she saw the person clearly, she responded with a smile:

"Guo Huai, we meet again."

(End of this chapter)