Sky-high price for renting together: Don't want to escape the beautiful wife

"Well, that's right. The little girl I'm studying with has to be like this, chic and let go." The coach smiled with satisfaction. The little girl I taught this time is quite eye-catching.

Don't cry bitterness, don't cry tired, not coquettish at all, just say uncomfortable, don't pretend.

It's much better than the real ones who shouted tired before they started.

"You little girl is really likable." The coach stood up: "If this is the case, then I can't compare you with those squeamish bags. Don't worry, I will teach you more seriously."

Qi Wanran, who was drinking water, choked and coughed vigorously, which means that what he asked to do just now was done by Miss Jiao, so if it was her, it would have to be done.
Qi Wanran's eyes widened suddenly, with fear and regret on his face, he couldn't help but want to give the self a few minutes ago a big shock, why don't you shut up, rest and rest, what are you talking about!

The coach thought she was too excited, and shook her head with emotion: "Don't be so excited, although you are the first, but don't worry, I will teach you well."

"No, I think, coach, you're teaching me at the same pace just now." Qi Wanran sat on the mat with sugar in his mouth, looked at the coach pitifully, with anticipation on his face.

Unexpectedly, the coach picked up the wooden pipe on the ground and knocked on the ground: "Drink some water, get up quickly, after class is over, you can come to me for the nutrition table, and according to that, your hypoglycemia problem will soon be cured." good."

Qi Wanran put the water glass aside, sighed and stood up.

"Little girl, why are you sighing? Hurry up and hold the plank for half an hour, and then we will start today's formal study."

"Hasn't this started yet?" Qi Wanran was in a dazed state, she thought it had already started.

"It's still a warm-up."

Qi Wanran looked desperate, and climbed back to the ground to do plank support. This was the first time she hated plank support.

The coach corrected her movements, recalled her hypoglycemia just now, and said: "When you come next Monday, I will take you to the playground behind the building to warm up, just run three or four laps, you don't have to sigh."

Qi Wanran forcibly held back the breath he wanted to spit out, and finally couldn't help asking: "How much is the playground behind the coach?"

"Don't worry, it's not big, 600 meters in one lap."

Qi Wanran lay down on the ground, wailing: "One lap of 600 meters? Three or four laps, a 2000-meter long-distance run?"

The coach picked her up like a chicken: "If you give up halfway, add 10 minutes."

Qi Wanran sighed deeply, the little weak chicken's counterattack journey begins now.

In the end, he really confirmed what the boy at the front desk said, and when the coach called the end of today's class, Qi Wanran was exhausted, lying on the mat without saying a word, staring blankly into the distance, only seeing her blinking .

The coach was not in a hurry to urge her to get up, Qi Wanran became more and more satisfied in her heart. During this time, she always saw squeamishness, and when she was not happy at all, she would call this pain, call that pain, and some boys also did not know where they came from What are you doing.

It's hard to see a little girl who is not coquettish and obedient, but he has to teach her well and be responsible for the tuition fees paid by her.

After a while, Qi Wanran sat up with his hands on the cushion, his face was basically bloodless.

The coach frowned, and handed her the nutritious recipe he brought from the office just now: "Try to follow this recipe when you go back, and eat less spicy food, especially at night, it's not good for your health."

Qi Wanran took it over: "Well, I see, thank you coach."

"I guess my recipe will have to be put on the corner of the table by you when I take it back."

Qi Wanran waved her hand in denial: "No, no, no." Her eyes met the expectant gaze of the coach, and her next sentence blurted out: "There is no broken furniture in my house, maybe it will be placed on the table Dust."

The coach glanced at her helplessly, but he didn't expect her to be so sincere.

"Coach, according to your training progress, when do you think I can beat a man with bare hands?"

The coach glanced at her and shattered the fantasy in her heart: "You, it's early, it will take a few months to defeat that thin and weak chicken."

"Ah, then when will I be able to defeat someone like you?" Qi Wanran blinked, expecting his answer. He already had a wonderful fantasy in his mind, defeating men who bully girls with bare hands, and beat them down. They lay on the ground and called the hero to spare their lives.

Seeing the smirk on her face and the slack eyes, the coach guessed what the girl was thinking, hit her on the head with a wooden stick, pulled her back to reality, and said: It's impossible, get up quickly, is there someone to pick you up?"

The location here is a bit out of the way, sparsely populated, and the street lights are still very weak. Few girls dare to walk here, even during the day.

Qi Wanran nodded: "My husband is here to pick me up."

"It's rare to get married at your age." The coach was a little surprised. He didn't expect her to get married so early. The little girls he had come into contact with before started blind dates or just started dating when their parents forced them to marry.

Qi Wanran smiled: "Actually, I'm not too young."

The coach subconsciously said, "It just looks like a high school student."

Qi Wanran opened his mouth and smiled: "It doesn't look so small."

As soon as she touched the phone, the phone rang. Jing Tingyao arrived and waited for her in the lobby, afraid of disturbing the messages she sent her in class.

"your husband?"

Qi Wanran nodded: "He's here, waiting for me in the lobby."

"Well, that's not bad. The most important thing for a man is to love his wife."

"What a coincidence, I think so too." Qi Wanran said with a smile.

She always felt that if a man didn't even care about the wife he married into the door, and didn't care at all, then he was really scumbag and annoying.

Qi Jianguo has always had no status in the family. The head of the family will always be He Xiuyu, and he has never been able to manage the family. Even He Xiuyu often scolds him, but even so, he is still very good to He Xiuyu.

Whether it's because of fear or other reasons, at least Qi Jianguo still has the advantage of respecting his wife.

Even apart from this, he doesn't understand anything.

Although she didn't have much contact time, she could feel the coach's kindness. Although she was in her prime and looked in her forties, she felt like an old urchin living in her heart, an old urchin who liked to talk a lot and was very vicious. .

Qi Wanran sent back a message to Jing Tingyao, asking him to wait a while and change his clothes by himself.

She waved goodbye to the coach, then went to the locker room to change.

It was nearly ten o'clock at this time, and her back was sore and backache. Fortunately, she had a rest tomorrow, otherwise she would really not be able to get out of bed.