Douluozhi Has Been Stained with Red Dust Since Xiao Wu

He Congliang shook his head and directly refused: "No."

"I have absolute trust in you."

"But, I like running the most. Isn't it just [-] laps? I'm just warming up and exercising."

"Twenty laps must mean nothing to you, right?"

"Don't tell me that you can't run twenty laps. Because of that, you will make me look down on you."

Ahhh! ! !

underestimate me?

Ning Rongrong felt that she would remember this sentence in her future dreams, the other party was really a jerk.

"Isn't it just twenty laps? In order not to make you look down on me, I will definitely finish the run." Ning Rongrong's voice was full of tears,

The pair of jade hands wiped away the tears again and again, and ran quickly around the village again and again.

At this time, He Congliang's indifferent voice came again.

"You're running too slowly. You're only running the third lap now, and it's estimated that you will run until tonight. It seems that you have nothing to eat for lunch. I'll eat your share later."

"So as not to have leftovers."

"Diligence, thrift, and cherishing food are our traditional virtues. Surely you won't disagree?"

your sister!

I agree with your sister!

Woo hoo my food my food

Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with mist, He Congliang was really hateful.

She really wanted to beat him up hard.

A full twenty laps, sixty kilometers away, is really too difficult for an auxiliary system soul master.

When Ning Rongrong reached the No. 12 lap, sweat as big as beans dripped from his forehead and landed on his clothes.

The clothes kept absorbing sweat and getting heavier until they were completely drenched.

At this moment, the clothes on Ning Rongrong's body were already several times heavier, like a mountain pressing down on her back, making her miserable.

In particular, the clothes were completely stuck to her body, sticky and uncomfortable.

At the same time, the wet clothes also have a hazy feeling, which perfectly outlines the curves of her body, slender legs, A4 waist, and hips.

Although the chest is not as big as Zhu Zhuqing's, it has a feeling of Xiaohe's sharp corners.

It looks like I really want to squeeze two.

Her little white shoes were also worn out, and the mottled dust and sweat accumulated together, making her walk slower and slower.

However, she persisted.

Not for anything else, just to fight for breath.She didn't want to be looked down upon by He Congliang.

Whenever she thought of He Congliang's cheeky face in her mind, she immediately revived with blood and full of strength.

At this time.

Oscar suddenly turned his head, looking at the beautiful figure behind him full of love.

When he saw Ning Rongrong, his whole body was drenched in sweat, he was obviously exhausted, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

He felt inexplicably heartbroken, as if his heart was broken.

Rongrong, how can your white and tender little feet withstand such cruel physical training, maybe the skin has been worn out?

Rongrong, with your tender skin, how can you train like a thick guy?

Rongrong, how could your flamboyant legs run so far?What if my legs run rough?

He Congliang is all to blame.

If it wasn't for him, Ning Rongrong would not have to run away.

The more Oscar thought about it, the more his heart ached, suddenly a strong emotion rose in his heart, he wanted to protect Ning Rongrong.

Chapter 94 Ning Rongrong's Foot Is Broken

"Student He, how about I discuss something with you?" He turned his head and smiled at He Congliang.

"You said."

He Congliang kept walking, walking leisurely, as if he hadn't run to the limit just now, and he wasn't tired at all.

"Now Ning Rongrong has run twelve laps, and there are eight laps left."

"But, she is obviously exhausted. If she continues to run, she may go into shock."

"How about I help her run for the remaining eight laps?" Oscar said seriously.

"No." He Congliang refused without hesitation.

"Why? Ning Rongrong can't run anymore!"