Miss Qing Shi: Lord National Teacher, please don't tease

Chapter 107
Putting aside some messy thoughts, Baili Moran changed into simple clothes and pushed open the door.

Taking a deep breath, I made preparations and started my morning run.

In the past, as the first agent, in order to maintain her body's flexibility and speed, she had to do ten times more daily physical training than others. Even though she is here now, she has not abandoned her good habit of morning exercises.

After running around the yard for nearly fifty laps, Baili Moran ran in place, her phoenix eyes slightly closed, and she breathed steadily.

This yard is not big, and you have to run at least a hundred laps to be considered barely qualified.After running, there will be a series of training such as moves, jumps, raids, and dodges.

Just when she was about to continue running, Mu Yidie rushed in hastily.

After rescuing his grandfather from the secret room that day, Baili Moran washed off the gaudy makeup on his face, revealing his original stunning face.

So when Mu Yidie first stepped into the yard, she was immediately attracted by her flourishing beauty, staring straight at her face, unwilling to move away.

Although she has seen it many times in the past few days, she has been completely amazed every time without exception. The little junior sister is so beautiful, and every time she is more beautiful than the last time she saw it!

She still remembered that handsome man who could rival her master when she caught a glimpse that day, it turned out that he was her little junior sister!

Happiness came so suddenly, she felt like she was about to be broken!

After staring at Baili Moran's face for a while, Mu Yidie noticed her strange dress and movements, widened her eyes curiously, and walked around her, "Little Junior Sister, what are you doing?" Woolen cloth?"

"Morning exercise, senior sister, do you want to join me?" Baili Moran had long been used to her nympho, and only smiled when she saw her reaction.

She still has a good impression of this senior sister, because her eyes are so clear, like spring water that is not stained by dust, which is very attractive.

Mu Yidie obviously struggled, hesitated for a while and shook her head, "I don't want it anymore, I look so tired, hehe, I'm lazy."

Baili Moran didn't force it, nodded and ran forward on his own.

She ran ahead, so she didn't notice the envy and sadness in Mu Yidie's eyes.

Looking at the young junior sister who was sweating profusely but still full of vigor, Mu Yidie bit her lower lip, thinking: If I can run so recklessly, how great it would be...

But right away, she shook her head, throwing away the sudden sadness, and when she stopped, her big eyes regained vitality and optimism.

She wants to be happy, there must be a way for the car to go forward, and she can't let her parents and those who love her down.

After cheering herself up, Mu Yidie found a rock and sat down, quietly watching Baili Moran's running figure, and helped her count laps by the way.

51, 52, 53... 68, 69, seventy...

When Baili Moran ran to No.80 for three laps, Mu Yidie slapped her head suddenly, her face was full of annoyance.

As soon as he came in, his mind was filled with the beauty of the little junior sister, and he even forgot the business!

Hastily called a stop.

Baili Moran heard her shouting eagerly, and trotted over quickly, but he didn't stop, and kept running.

"what happened?"

Mu Yidie's little face was full of annoyance, "Prince Qiong's Mansion sent someone to invite you to drink tea. I was here to deliver a message to you, but... I forgot..."

Blinking and blinking his big eyes, there was some apology in his pupils.

She remembered that the junior sister seemed to have some plan related to that King Qiong, so she wouldn't spoil the matter of the junior sister.

Nodding clearly, Baili Moran didn't plan to blame her, even if she didn't forget, she wouldn't rush over immediately.

If you want to take the initiative, you have to set your posture higher, and besides, she should already be an unattainable existence in Jun Yunluo's eyes.

(End of this chapter)