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"Sao?" Yan Xiao focused his eyes, raised his foot and kicked away the small stones on the runway. He didn't know whether he had been running for too long or was too surprised by the word "Sao", his temple suddenly seemed to be congested with blood, and he jumped stand up.

Ever since he was a child, he has never been called "Sao" by anyone, not even once, not even with similar words.

He is 1.8 meters seven, and his facial features are sharp. Not to mention that he has cut his hair short and has a knife mark on one side. Even when he had long hair reaching his shoulders, no one used to describe him as "sao".

For a moment, he didn't even think about what "Sao" meant, how to write "Sao", and "Sao" was the "Sao" he knew?

Zhaofan raised his hands above his head and was doing stretching. He looked very energetic and his skin was in good condition. It was attractively white, but not feminine.

The two times Yan Xiao met him were at night, no matter how good his skin was, he had been on the go all day, nothing compared to when he woke up in the morning.

The Adam's apple moved inadvertently, and the mouth was a little dry.

Obviously not long ago, he filled most of the bottle of iced mineral water.

"Bright yellow isn't called 'Sao'?" Zhao Fan moved his body greatly, "Then what is 'Sao'? Purple? Pink? Fluorescent green? Brother Xiao, you are so funny."

Yan Xiao really has purple and pink sweatshirts, but he hasn't worn them yet.

Zhaofan's abdomen and side waist were exposed when he lowered his waist, the muscles of his legs and arms were tensed, and the meridians were fully revealed, which outlined the beauty of youth and strength everywhere.Yan Xiao felt that he was about to be ignited, and said lightly: "Is it called 'Sao' if you dress brightly?"

"Angry?" Zhaofan straightened his waist and jumped up beautifully, still joking, "I'm just kidding you."

Yan Xiao smiled, "Why are you angry. You wear black every time you run?"

"What else? Black can withstand getting dirty. Bright yellow like yours is troublesome to wash." Zhaofan jumped two steps, "Wash one?"

Yan Xiao wanted to sprint together, but he had run for more than five kilometers before, and now he was too weak to sprint, so he had to say: "You go, I will take a rest."

"Okay." Zhaofan didn't force himself, started running slowly, and accelerated every step, getting faster and faster.

Yan Xiao walked backwards to the side of the runway, his eyes never torn from Zhaofan's body.

This was the first time he saw Zhaofan doing morning exercises.

The handsome and beautiful young man stretched his hands and feet, running with ease, his slender legs flipped quickly, and his body was light, like an agile and proud leopard.

Zhaofan ran so easily, Chenfeng seemed to be helping him, pushing him, pulling him, going forward indomitably.

Yan Xiao felt the blood roaring in his body, the exhaustion disappeared in an instant, the muscles were beating, eager to try, the excitement was so public.

In a short lap, there is not enough to see.Zhaofan ran over, with a thin layer of sweat on his cheeks and neck, the black vest was wet, and the cloth was stuck to his muscles.

Yan Xiao raised his hand to signal, and followed up.

Zhaofan laughed and said, "Come on!"

One lap, two laps, three laps...

Running does not require communication, only "keep up" and "can't keep up".

On the premise of already running five kilometers, he could still keep up with Zhaofan's pace, Yan Xiao gasped, and didn't know whether to be grateful for his good health or Yan Ce's "inhuman" training.

After several laps, Zhaofan gradually slowed down, apparently planning to take a break.Yan Xiao also slowed down and stopped near the initial starting line with him.

"Awesome Brother Xiao." Zhaofan was sweating all over, his chest heaved up and down, his skin and muscles were washed away by sweat, and the man suddenly burst into anger, exuberant like a raging fire.

I didn't feel it when I was running, but when I stopped at this moment, the fatigue caused by overloaded exercise came like a sea tide, and every joint in my body seemed to be filled with lead, sinking too much.

Yan Xiao waved his hands, temporarily speechless.

Anti-terrorist professional training tends to be similar to that of the army, and it is common for people to collapse after practicing.Sometimes Zhaofan himself was too tired to speak, but when he saw Yan Xiao's appearance, he knew it in his heart.

Yan Xiao arched his back, put his hands on his knees, gasped for breath, and dripped sweat on the runway.

Zhaofan brought his sports bottle, and poked Yan Xiao's cheek with the bottom of the bottle.

Yan Xiao strenuously turned his head.

"Drink some water, take your time." Zhao Fan finished and supported his waist, "Stand up, don't bow."

With his sweaty arms pressed against his sweaty body, Yan Xiao stood up straight with his strength, but his lungs kept ringing like a lack of oxygen.

It's no wonder that he was exercising too much, it was Zhaofan's actions that made him hard to resist.

Suddenly, the kettle was stuffed into his hand.

"Drink quickly, I'll drink more after drinking." Zhao Fan was still supporting him, with the light of the rising sun shining in his eyes.

The kettle was actually fluorescent green.

Thinking of Zhaofan complaining about his bright yellow vest "Sao" not long ago, if he still has the strength to speak, he would like to return the word to Zhaofan.

The water was boiled cold, the kind boiled in the boiler room of the dormitory, and he tasted it in one sip.

Usually he never drank the boiled water boiled in the boiler room, and he thought it had an indescribable taste, but now he didn't bother to care about it, and drank only half of a pot full of cold water.

Zhaofan took the kettle and shook it twice, smiled with satisfaction, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Yan Xiao regained his strength, just in time to see Zhaofan drinking water with his neck up.

He is taller than Zhaofan, not much, about three or four centimeters.When Zhaofan drank water, his Adam's apple twitched and his neck was tense.He looked at it for a while, and actually felt the desire to bite the opponent's Adam's apple.

The kettle was empty, Zhaofan turned around and asked, "Are you all right?"

"Thank you for the water." Yan Xiao said.

"You ran too fast just now." Zhao Fan said: "I'm just here, and it's okay to run a few more laps. You've already run a few kilometers ahead, so there's no need to run faster than me. If you ..."

Before the words finished, Yan Xiao landed on one foot, frowning tightly.

The right leg is cramping, and the muscles are turning and turning sore.

Half gloating and half caring, Zhao Fan immediately grabbed his wrist, made him lie down, then skillfully held his calf, and pressed it up hard, "I guess you're going to cramp, straighten up, bear with it!" , I will help you press it, and it will be fine in a while."

Yan Xiaoduan never thought that he would look at Zhaofan from this angle.

Zhaofan pressed his leg, conscientiously, the sweat slipped from the corner of his eyes, and he didn't raise his hand to wipe it.

It seems that they often press the legs for the cramped classmates.

I also received help from others when I had cramps.

Yan Xiao sighed in his heart.

Shen Xun is right, Zhao Fan is straight, as straight as a telegraph pole, so straight that the world can learn from.

One minute later, Zhaofan pinched his calf muscles with his fingers, "Is it still pumping?"

"It's gone." Yan Xiao withdrew his legs and propped himself up, "Thank you again."

"You're welcome." Only then did Zhao Fan care to wipe off his sweat, "Are you almost done today? I have to run a few more laps."

"Yeah." Yan Xiao didn't stay intentionally, and said goodbye to Zhaofan with a casual accent.

Zhaofan started running again, calmly controlling the speed, it seems that he intends to practice endurance.

Yan Xiao watched for a while, then turned and left before Zhaofan finished his lap.

The two of them are not familiar with each other now, Zhao Fan has a familiar temperament, but he is not. The chance meeting is very beautiful, but after the chance meeting, they cling to each other, which is a bit weird.

He didn't want Zhaofan to see the clue yet.

On the rest day, he didn’t have to deal with troublesome large dogs. Zhaofan went back to the dormitory to sleep in the cage, and didn’t wake up until noon. He invited a group of anti-terrorism professionals to go to the north gate for a buffet.

The anti-terrorism major is the only major in Linjiang Police Academy that doesn’t have girls. The boys all have big stomachs. Every time they see them, the owner of the cafeteria gets a headache and tries different ways not to entertain them. They go into the store.

Therefore, if anti-terrorism students want to eat self-help, they will definitely call Zhaofan.

The boss is a middle-aged man, and it's not because Zhao Fan is good-looking that he gave the green light.

Two years ago, Zhao Fan came to report to the police station. After settling down, he looked around for part-time job opportunities. He happened to bump into the local dog that the boss had raised for several years and lost it.

The boss was as sad as if his child had died. Zhao Fan thought he was fine anyway, so he accompanied the boss to look for it.

The earth dog has been lost for several days, and there has been no news. Maybe it has been beaten to death and eaten.The boss has given up hope, but Zhaofan encourages him to keep looking.

In the middle of the night, the earth dog was really found by Zhaofan.

The dog's leg was injured, so he hid in the old community three stops away from the cafeteria, so he wouldn't starve to death, but if it was later, his leg might not be able to keep.

The boss was so grateful that he wished that Zhaofan would come to eat the buffet every day, free of charge every day.

After eating and drinking enough, a group of people made an appointment to play ball, Zhao Fan didn't go, went to the supermarket alone, and bought a bunch of daily necessities, including ten packs of rose-flavored wet wipes.

"This stuff is good." He said to himself, and went back to the dormitory to tidy up, but couldn't find anything else, so he walked to the electronic reading room.

Still a little concerned about "Kang Yi Xiao".

What if the elementary school students have cheered up?

There were not many people in the electronic reading room in the afternoon, and many machines with good configuration were empty.

Zhao Fan was about to choose one when he saw a familiar figure from behind.

Wasn't Yan Xiao the one sitting in front of the window using his laptop to surf the Internet?

Skillful.

Zhaofan thought for a while, but didn't go over to say hello.After all, the electronic reading room is almost full of acquaintances, so there is no need to greet each other.

He moved the armchair, sat down, and turned on the phone.Although I have a good computer, the first thing I do after connecting to the Internet is to enter the "Hero Love".

The post of "Kang Yixiao" was still on the home page of the novel section, and he clicked on it, his eyelids opened.

"Kang Yi Xiao" is actually online!

The elementary school students are back!

The novel has not been updated, and "Kang Yi Xiao" has not responded to any comments.But logging in is always a good thing, and the little guy is coming out of the shadows.

This time Zhaofan made up his mind not to look for unreasonable places in the novel, and could not help but bear it, at worst, he would stop reading the novel of "Kang Yi Xiao".

There are so many Ma Shuang essays in the world, and "Kang Yi Xiao" is not the only one.

Thinking of this, Zhaofan slapped his head with a "slap", cursing in his heart: Are you still obsessed with the stallion Shuangwen?

The sound was too loud, just as the electronic reading room fell into a sudden silence.Yan Xiao turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Zhaofan who was rubbing his forehead.

For Zhaofan, the electronic reading room is almost full of acquaintances, so there is no need to greet each other.

But for Yan Xiao, although the electronic reading room is large, he is the only acquaintance.

Now that we've encountered it, there's no reason to pretend we didn't see it.

Yan Xiao closed the notebook, stood up, and walked towards Zhaofan.