Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

Du Ying looked confused, the quilts of the three of them had been folded before, why is it like this now.

Sheng An glanced at Song Shijie, and Song Shijie smiled proudly at Sheng An, that smile was particularly dazzling, her lips opened and closed without making any sound.

But Sheng An understood.

——The good show is yet to come.

Chen Yuwei was silent. After a moment of silence, her brows and eyes drooped, and she whispered in Du Ying's ear, "It's Song Shijie."

Du Ying couldn't control it and burst out another foul language: "The ghost of the real fucking lingers."

The instructor yelled blushingly: "Run me [-] laps around the playground."

The playground is neither big nor small. Each lap is 400 meters, and 2000 laps is [-] meters.

2000 meters, running down will definitely make the legs numb.

Not to mention four girls.

Some people in the boys' team were fined to run away, but it was the girls' team that attracted the most attention.

In the eyes of most people, it is always a disgraceful thing for girls not to pay attention to housework.

The two big classes of flowers are also in it, which is even more worthy of attention.

Du Ying knew that the three of them were framed, but Bai Yuanyuan was also framed by Song Shijie because she was too pretty?

Du Ying thought so, so she asked.

Bai Yuanyuan yawned lazily, with a crystal tear in the corner of her eye: "Oh, I got up a bit late, and I didn't have time to make the quilt. I was fined to run fifty laps for being late. Thinking about it, thirty laps is more cost-effective."

Du Ying, Chen Yuwei and Sheng An had dark lines on their faces. The goddesses are good at math and under a lot of pressure.

When they were running, the four of them were originally in a row, and they could talk and laugh.

Bai Yuanyuan would chat with Sheng An from time to time.

But on the third lap, Bai Yuanyuan stopped, and fell behind the three of them by half a lap.

This was good, Bai Yuanyuan couldn't run fast enough by the tenth lap, and the instructor was watching her all the time, she would die if she dared to leave.

Sheng An has surpassed Du Ying and Chen Yuwei for two laps, and has reached the No.17 lap.

Du Ying and Chen Yuwei ran up flushed, sweating profusely, and out of breath, while Sheng An's face was only slightly reddened.

After the boys' team disbanded, Li Yongge ran to the side of the playground, wanting to pass a bottle of water to Sheng An. After Sheng An waved his hand, he ran to the side of the playground, put the water away, and said something to the people around him.

Sheng An was too busy, so naturally he didn't have the energy to care about what Li Yongge said.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up behind him, and the wind brought a faint smell of lemon, which made Sheng An's tired and confused brain much clearer.

She turned around suddenly, her cheek brushed Li Yongge's camouflage uniform, with a warm temperature.

Li Yongge's voice was close to his ears, as sweet as a clear spring in a mountain: "An'an, I will run with you for the remaining thirteen laps."

His name is not Sheng An, but An An.

Calling such intimate words in that gentle, gentleman's tone will not make Sheng An feel any offense.

How long has it been? No one has treated her like this, so gentle that it makes people feel sad.

Li Yongge is wearing a loose camouflage uniform. He is tall and has handsome features. He looks heroic when he starts running.

He followed Sheng An not far or near, so that he could not affect Sheng An's running, and he could see Sheng An's every move clearly, and provided timely help when Sheng An had something strange.

This is a gentleman's but a bit sad position, if you want to get close, you can't get too close.