A sincere look on his face and a righteous speech.

The coach couldn't bear to look at that fair and impartial face.

The instructor suppressed his blush and turned to the group of students and shouted: "Unorganized and undisciplined! Ten laps as a penalty!"

The girls who were about to shout: "???!!"

Cursing.

Fishing in troubled waters, Yu Ting and the others took the opportunity to rest without doing push-ups: "???!!"

What did they do wrong?!

Why do they have to run too?! This is unscientific!

In the end, the resistance was futile, so I started jogging with a group of people in the cold wind.

The girl swore that she would never scream again in her next life.

real.

If beautiful men are equal to Four Thousand Meters, they will never look at beautiful men again in their next life.

The instructor walked back with a red face.

Wen Liang raised an eyebrow at Yan Bei.

It means to see if I am handsome or not.

Yan Bei: So handsome.

How about we go home and continue being cool?

He thinks this is possible.

Wen Liang felt that it was no longer necessary, he could run with the students.

Let’s go and experience the joy of four thousand meters together. It’s not a lot, just a bit of a waste of legs.

Yan Bei and Wen Liang stood aside and expressed hatred.

How happy, this is youth.

Wen Liang said silently, "Come on."

Anyone present who is not a leader in the world of cultivation has the best eyesight alone.

They could see the warm and cool mouth movements clearly.

Have you cried in anger?!

Wen Liang was very happy after teasing others, whistling and came to Yan Bei's side.

Yan Bei pinched Wen Liang's cold-red earlobe: "If I were in the team, I would be the first one to jump out and beat you."

Wen Liang had a look on her face that said, "Are you kidding me?" "Are you willing to hit me?"

As long as Yan Bei says he is willing to give up, the next second Wen Liang can say "So love will disappear, right?"

Yan Bei lost his temper completely.

He straightened Wenliang's scarf and held Wenliang's face.

Yan Bei's hands are hot.

The lukewarm face is ice cold.

Wen Liang's face was held by Yan Bei and he muttered, "The weather forecast is not accurate."

It was agreed yesterday that the temperature today would be three to five degrees Celsius.

This morning I suddenly changed my mind.

It has become minus three degrees Celsius.

Wenliang Fox was dumbfounded.

Yan Bei rubbed Wen Liang's face: "Be good, I'll buy you some warm babies when you get back."

Wen Liang muttered a few more words before reluctantly closing her mouth.

Then Yan Bei tied the warm scarf with a bow.

He didn't know why, maybe it was just to get revenge for the bow tie that his senior tied on him.

He was injured at that time, and Wen Liang tied the bow for him.

It looks like a big head.

It’s just that the scarf is a bit short and you can only tie half of the bow, which makes it look a bit silly.

But Wenliang didn't have a mirror, so he couldn't see it.

But it looks pretty silly.

Yan Bei laughed without holding back.

"Why are you laughing?" Wen Liang touched his face. It was a little warm, not so cold: "What's on my face?"

Yan Bei tucked the warm wind-blown hair behind his ears: "No, don't think too much about it, it's impossible."

Wen Liang felt more and more that something was wrong.

Because Yan Bei's tone is like a big scumbag.

"Is it really no problem?" Then he heard Yan Bei answer him in an absolutely positive tone: "No problem."

Then Wen Liang took out his mobile phone: "Let me see for myself, you are unreliable."

Yan Bei: "..." Misstep.

He actually forgot his cell phone to take selfies.
Chapter completed!