This green plum is going to counterattack

Chapter 122
Doorway.

Gong Jiuche is also wearing a white sportswear suit, with a black '7' on his chest. He looks clean and bright. With a slender figure, he is leaning lazily on a tree, and his silhouette looks surprisingly distinctive. The sculpture is beautiful, the eyes are shining with stars, and the thin lips are as delicate and charming as rose petals.

Luo Xiaojiang came out, and at first glance, she thought this guy was quite handsome this time.

Before and after Luo Xiaojiang left, she opened her eyes for the second time, and then pointed to his clothes: "Your clothes...why are your clothes the same as mine?"

Gong Jiuche glanced at her, her eyes showed a little surprise, yesterday she was cold and sexy, today she is fresh and sweet, just like a girl who walked out of a cartoon...

He narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "What do you mean this young master's clothes are the same as yours?"

Luo Xiaojiang walked over angrily, poking the black '7' on his clothes with two fingers, she glared at him: "Why do you have the number seven?"

Gong Jiuche remembered, it was bought by her mother!

He shrugged indifferently: "Isn't it just a piece of clothing? All right, don't waste time."

Luo Xiaojiang's voice was clear: "This is a couple's outfit, I don't want to wear a couple's outfit with you!" She had a look of disgust on her plain face.

Gong Jiuche raised his eyebrows, and then said: "That's right, wouldn't this disgrace my young master?"

Luo Xiaojiang's delicate eyebrows frowned, she rolled her beautiful eyes, then turned around and left, saying, "I'll go home and change!"

Gong Jiuche stretched out her long arm and twisted her back: "Do you think you have time?"

after that.

Gong Jiuche and Luo Xiaochan started running side by side. After 5 minutes, Luo Xiaochan fell behind. After 10 minutes, Luo Xiaochan was a little far away from him. After 10 minutes, Luo Xiaochan was nowhere to be seen...

Luo Xiaojiang was bent over, sweating profusely, the key point was that she was out of breath, and her throat and abdomen were extremely uncomfortable.

mid-September.

Beside the road, a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees bloomed with yellow flowers the size of rice grains, exuding a fresh fragrance, and a breeze blew like a rain of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Luo Xiaojiang sat on the bluestone under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, lowered her head, panting hard, suddenly, a pair of slender and clean hands appeared in front of her, holding a bottle of mineral water in them.

Luo Xiaojiang raised her eyes, and saw Ye Zimu's handsome face. He didn't wear glasses today, his eyes were as clear as spring water, and there was still a suffocating smile on his face, which warmed people's hearts.

Luo Xiaojiang reached out to catch the mineral water, and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you!"

Ye Zimu's voice was clean and fresh: "Running will cause sweating and other conditions, so you need to replenish water in time!"

Luo Xiaojiang unscrewed it and drank a few mouthfuls.

Ye Zimu smiled brightly: "However, it's not easy to drink too much!"

Luo Xiaojiang paused, and then tightened the lid, she asked, "Are you going to school so early?"

Ye Zimu looked at her plain face seriously, was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Yes, I'm used to going to school early, so I can recite the text!"

Luo Xiaojiang smiled: "No wonder your grades are so good!"

The smile on the corner of Ye Zimu's mouth also bloomed, like the sun in midsummer, he suddenly raised his slender hand again and stretched it out on top of Luo Xiaojiang's head.

Luo Xiaojiang was startled.

Ye Zimu took off the sweet-scented osmanthus on top of her head, and smiled warmly: "This fell on top of your head..."

Luo Xiaojiang's eyelashes trembled, she smiled sweetly at her, and narrowed her eyes: "Thank you!"

not far away.

Gong Jiuche ran to the front to buy mineral water, and just as he withdrew back, he saw the scene in front of him. His jaw was tense, and his handsome face was gloomy and cold.

Ye Zimu narrowed his eyes: "Are you running in the morning?" He looked at her simple and clean sportswear, and there was still some sweat on his smooth forehead.

Luo Xiaojiang nodded, and then said embarrassingly: "After running for 10 minutes, I can't do it anymore, I can't breathe, I'm about to die!"

Ye Zimu's eyes are always as clear as water, and his voice is soft: "If you want to practice long-distance running, breathing is very important. Studies have shown that many people can't last long because they don't have enough cardiopulmonary endurance, but because they can't keep up with their breathing. .”

(End of this chapter)