Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

And now, the most important thing is to let Anzi煜 like to exercise.

Shen Mubai thought for a moment, "Zi Zi, can we run in the morning from tomorrow?"

Anzi stared at her with her beautiful eyes.

Under the pure gaze, Shen Mubai said, "We get up early every day, then run, and then it will not be so easy to get sick."

An Ziwei does not speak.

Shen Mubai saw that he didn't talk and continued. "Do you remember the last time you had a fever? Aunt Zhou and I are worried, and running has many benefits. It can both strengthen the body and grow taller."

An Zikai rounded his throat, "Long high?"

Shen Mubai nodded, "Yes, did the teacher say it?"

It was said, but at that time, An Zikai did not pay much attention to his heart. It’s different now, because it’s all right to say it.

If the teacher knows his thoughts, it is estimated that he will be vomiting blood.

Shen Mubai saw that he was somewhat shaken and said, "Well?"

An Zizhen looked at her eyes and nodded. "Good."

The little man is very delicate from small to large, because he often falls down when he was a child, and he always resists sports. When I was a little older, there was no change, so I finally persuaded his Shen Mubai to be grateful and moved.

As a result, it was said that Shen Mubai, who was going to run in the morning, forgot all about the day and indulged in the arms of Zhou Gong.

When Anzi slammed the doorbell, Jiang Chen, the head of the family, opened the door. "Is it?"

An Zikai looked up. "Uncle, I came to find the land. We said that we should run together in the morning."

Jiang Chen laughed. "She is still sleeping late."

Xiao Xueqing, who is making breakfast, turned back and said, "Is it coming, come to find it?"

Anzi’s clever nodded. “Aunt Xiao, I’m talking about falling and running together in the morning.”

Xiao Xueqing said to him, "I haven't got up yet, you call her."

An Zikai nodded and said yes.

Knocked on the door, after not hearing the response, he pushed open, whispered, "falling."

The girl in the pink pajamas on the bed did not react, still slumbering.

An Ziyi leaned on the past and stared at her sleeping face and began to daze.

It was not until the girl turned over that he came back, and stretched out his hand to poke the soft cheek of the other person. "Let's fall, get up."

The touch was very good, he couldn't help but poke a few times, and even forgot to talk.

But I didn't want to work hard, so I was deadlocked for a few minutes, and the girl was still sleeping.

Finally, Jiang Chen came in to wake up.

For my father, it’s not so light.

Shen Mubai squinted with tears in his cheeks.

Jiang Chendao, "The sons have been waiting for you for a long time, you still can't afford the bed."

Shen Mubai pressed the hair on the indenter, which reminded me of what she had said before yesterday, and she was guilty. "I am sorry."

An Zikai shook his head and said, "Get up quickly and get up, or you won't be there."

After washing their teeth, the two ran in the morning in the community.

There are not many people here, except for the office workers who pay attention to health, and some old people and children.

Shen Mubai and An Zikai's appearance of carving the jade, provoked their attention, and people continued to say hello along the way.

In this way, the habit of morning run has been stuck to the sixth grade.

During the period, Shen Mubai also tried to cultivate other sports interests of the little man, such as playing basketball, badminton, and jumping high.

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