Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

In the past, Qiao Chunqian dressed neatly, wearing a long shirt and long pants, with every button buttoned up, leaving only his Adam's apple visible, with everything below hidden in dark shadows.

Except for the face, hands and a small part of the neck, it seems that other parts are forbidden to view, just like the snow lotus on the mountains, out of reach.

He is still wearing long sleeves and long pants, but they are sports style after all, relatively light, thin and loose. A small piece of sexy collarbone under his neck is faintly visible as he walks, which is very captivating.

And he seemed to have been exercising for a long time and sweating a lot.

The thin T-shirt sticks to the body, outlining some special lines that are enough to make people jealous and their hearts beat fast.

Qiao Chunqian wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and suddenly he felt a pair of eyes scanning his body. The wandering position of the eyes made him feel coveted.

He raised his eyes calmly and looked in the direction he felt.

A pair of large, bright eyes met his gaze, and Qiao Chunqian spoke, with a hint of helplessness in his voice:

"Qianqian."

Mi Qian took a lingering look at Qiao Chunqian's waist and abdomen. She heard that his abdominal muscles were very nice. Eight pack was great, and six pack was not bad either.

It's a pity that she has never seen the live-action version.

Then she blinked and greeted him, "Good morning, Brother Qiao."

She was very well-behaved at this time, but Qiao Chunqian could not forget how fiery her eyes were just now, as if she wanted to strip him naked.

This neighbor girl doesn't seem to be what I imagined her to be.

Qiao Chunqian pursed his lips and nodded in response to her greeting.

"Ah."

Perhaps he felt it was impolite, so he simply responded and went straight back to his room.

When he came out again, he was wrapped tightly again, wearing a suit jacket over his shirt, and even his hair was washed and blow-dried, not wanting to let others see any casual attitude.

Mi Qian was a little disappointed. She lowered her head and clenched her hands into fists.

What is going on? I don't know who you are guarding against.

When Qiao Chunqian felt Mi Qian's giving up, he breathed a sigh of relief. His sense of security finally returned.

"Brother Qiao, do you run every day?"

Mi Qian had a new idea in her mind. She had been here for several days and it was time to slowly carry out her plan of "chasing someone".

Although Qiao Chunqian seemed to take good care of her on the surface, he was actually not that familiar with her in his heart.

Therefore, I need to proceed step by step, infiltrate into his life step by step before taking action.

Yes, that's it.

Mi Qian gave herself a thumbs up in her heart. She was following the book “100 Strategies to Pursue Your Male God”, so it must be the right thing to do.

If I could run with Brother Qiao, I could take this opportunity to get to know him and get closer to him.

The only question is what the running frequency is.

"Not every day."

Huh, Mi Qian breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put forward her own ideas.

Qiao Chunqian said: "I run about five days a week. I don't run on two of the days because I have classes. On those two days, I usually go to the gym in the afternoon to exercise."

Mi Qian turned sideways, bared her teeth and made a weird expression. This was too much. She might not live to see the day when she catches up with her childhood sweetheart.

When Qiao Chunqian lowered his head, he saw Mi Qian's painful expression and a gentle smile on her lips.

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, he thought that no matter what thoughts she had, they shouldn't exist and he needed to stop them.

I don't know why, but when I see someone who was pretending to be good but then got fooled by me several times being humiliated, my calm heart suddenly feels a little interested.

"Row."

Mi Qian suddenly shouted loudly.

"what?"

Qiao Chunqian was stunned for a moment, then he looked down and saw the girl with her eyes closed, ready to die, and he was very confused.

"I mean, Brother Qiao, can I go jogging with you in the morning?"

"why?"

"I checked the internet in advance and found that University A has a tradition of running and clocking in. I haven't exercised properly for a long time and I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up when school starts. Besides, even simple exercise is good."

Mi Qian counted on her fingers and told him the benefits of running exercise, but secretly she was working hard to build up her mental strength.

'Comrade Mi Qian, the task of pursuing the male god is arduous, and it is necessary and reasonable to pay some price for it. Please don't let the organization down, and keep going.'

“I run ten kilometers every morning.”

Qiao Chunqian tried to dissuade the other party, but after hearing his words, Mi Qian's expression became even more resolute.

"I can."

"Row."

Qiao Chunqian agreed to her request to join him for the morning run.

"Ooooooooooo, I can't."

After only one week, Mi Qian wanted to go back and kill the self who had made such a confident promise.

"Qiao...Brother Qiao, I...I...can't run anymore."

After running less than three kilometers, Mi Qian was already panting and making a sound of surrender in a hoarse voice.

"Just run slowly, don't be in a hurry. There are still ten minutes left, just hold on for a while."

Qiao Chunqian completely ignored the meaning of her words, looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist, and said encouragingly.

At first, when Mi Qian wanted to run together, he was unwilling, but once it started, it was not up to her to end.

He doesn't want his life plans, or even seemingly insignificant small plans, to be changed at any time.

Qiao Chunqian looked at the time. There was only one lap left, and the time was just right. His brows relaxed slightly, revealing a sense of satisfaction.

"No, no, I can't run anymore."

Mi Qian stopped and looked at the person in front of her who was moving some distance away from her, then slowly backed away, frowning.

"There's only one lap left, hold on."

"No, no, I don't want it, my legs hurt so much~"

The girl's deliberately prolonged ending sound was as sweet as honey and coquettish, with beads of sweat dotted on her fair forehead, making people suddenly feel as if they were back to the long-awaited reunion many days ago.

Qiao Chunqian stopped helplessly, stood beside her, and asked:

"So how can you keep running?"

"I want you to pull me along."

Mi Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, and the person who was bending over and supporting his knees immediately stood up and stretched out a slender, jade-like, and slightly soft hand.

"No."

Qiao Chunqian refused without even thinking about it.

"Then I'll hold on to your clothes and run."

Qiao Chunqian wanted to refuse, but when he lowered his head, he saw Mi Qian's mouth bulged a little and her eyes were "fierce", like a puppy glaring at someone angrily.

Not only is it not scary, but it easily gives people the feeling of kneading and caressing.

He hesitated, and in that moment of hesitation, the corner of his white T-shirt had been balled up and held in someone's hand.

At the same time, Mi Qian blinked and used her special skill - playing rogue.

"I don't care, I don't care. I'm going to drag you along. Otherwise I'll just sit downstairs and not go up."

Qiao Chunqian didn't say anything, but started to jog, and his speed was much slower than before.

Feeling the force of his clothes being pulled, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, he closed his eyes but did not say anything to refuse.