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Chapter 101

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    Chapter 101

    Looking back, seeing Chu Xiao's familiar face with a familiar expression, Yang Hong felt as if he had passed away.

    He slowed down, showing a rather energetic smile: "Chu Xiao, when did you come out?"

    Chu Xiao retracted the hand supporting Yang Hong: "Just now."

    After she went to the house to pack her luggage, she searched around the residential building but did not find Yang Hong, so she came to the rest area to have a look.

    Sure enough, here it is.

    She took a step back, sat on the rest sofa in the gym, reached out to pick up the chocolate on the small table, lowered her head and unwrapped the wrapping paper: "There seems to be no one today."

    "I'm going to watch the small memorial day game in District 9." Yang Hong knew that Chu Xiao didn't pay much attention to some trivial matters, so he explained pantingly, "District 9 is the district where Si Ye is located."

    He said it naturally, and didn't think Chu Xiao would have any grudges against this name.

    She has no ambitions for the position of Star Emperor, and she protects her shortcomings for the sake of others. She has always been open-minded about her own affairs, and naturally she doesn't care about winning or losing a game.

    Yang Hong was right in his judgment.

    When Chu Xiao heard the name Si Ye, he didn't even change his expression. He patiently peeled off the chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth: "What about the ones that can't move?"

    After Yang Hong wiped off his sweat, he hung the towel on the shelf again. Hearing his heart beating like a drum, the light in his eyes dimmed: "I can't move, I'm lying in the room."

    In other words, those who could hug their thighs in District 1 ran to hug their thighs, and those who couldn't hug their thighs went back to the house to maintain their fitness. No wonder she didn't even see a serious figure along the way.

    Chu Xiao was a little confused: "Master Yang, what do you think about running this exercise alone?"

    Physical fitness does not come out in a day or two. At this time, maintaining physical fitness may be more important than exercising.

    In other words, Yang Hong was wasting his energy in vain.

    He is such a smart person, he should not be able to do such a thankless thing.

    "The physical energy consumption is because I want to have a high-quality sleep within the limited recovery time." Yang Hong did not hide it, "The more important thing is to exercise willpower."

    He didn't know when Chu Xiao would be able to come out of the little black room.

    If you want to survive, willpower may be more important than physical fitness.

    Chu Xiao was persuaded, she nodded: "Then you continue to exercise."

    After having thighs, Yang Hong, who was about to pack his things and go back: ""

    Fine.

    He took a deep breath and stepped on the treadmill again.

    The younger brother who listens to the boss is the qualified younger brother.

    Chu Xiao watched Yang Hong run on the treadmill for a few minutes, then walked to the adjustment panel and adjusted the speed down by one speed.

    By the way, he corrected his running posture and breathing method.

    ? This time, although Yang Hong was still struggling with the running, but there were big guys who were watching with great motivation, and he improved his running speed and method. For a while, he felt that he was not as uncomfortable as before.

    In this way, one exercised and the other watched. Twenty minutes passed, and gradually there were voices outside.

    Presumably, the small memorial day in the Ninth District is over.

    Yang Hong finally waited for Chu Xiao to say: "Let's stop here today."

    With his last breath, he adjusted the speed of the treadmill to the slow walking mode to buffer after a long-distance run. His mind was buzzing, and the sound of his own heartbeat echoed in his ears.

    So Chu Xiao asked twice before he realized that the other party was talking to him: "What?"

    He turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, and saw Chu Xiao squatting in front of the refrigerator in the corner, with his back to him: "I just asked you, what do you want to drink? Here are salt water, glucose, pure water and lemonade."

    She was originally small, squatting on the ground and curled up into a ball, almost covered by the chair.

    Yang Hong: "Lemonade."

    The lemonade was on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator. Chu Xiao lowered his head to get it, when he heard the door of the exercise room being kicked open.

    "Bang!"

    After the glass door hit the wall, it bounced back heavily, and was blocked by a stretched out right elbow.

    Before the person entered the house, the voice had already arrived: "Yang Hong, you are getting better at hiding."

    ? Yang Hong's face turned pale, and he subconsciously wanted to see Chu Xiao, but he held back. He was out of breath: "I didn't hide."

    During the conversation, three people walked in from outside the house

    The headed manImprovement, so solid theoretical knowledge is required.  "

    It was the first time for Yang Hong to hear that Chu Xiao looked like a student of her age, talking about career and life planning. It was interesting to hear: "What about now?"

    "Current career planning."

    Chu Xiao placed the folded pagoda on the platform, and tore off a page from the exercise book: "Star Emperor."

    This is also good, Star Emperor¡ª¡ª

    etc.

    What did he just hear?

    Yang Hong suddenly stood up from the steps.

    thumping up the stairs, and then thumping up the stairs, feeling a little out of control.

    After he fully vented the "fuck" in his heart, he dragged his swollen legs and sat back by Chu Xiao's side again.

    Reason returned, and Yang Hong's heart that had just boiled seemed to be poured with cold water: "Although Little Butterfly is good, but I have seen the festivals in the Ninth District, and Si Ye's simulation win rate is higher."

    More than just being taller, just looking at it from the front, Little Butterfly has basically no chance of winning.

    But he didn't confine himself to the moment, his brain was running wildly: "Then we have to go to the second round now, absorbing Dao Xinlan may be a turning point."

    Chu Xiao: "Yang Hong."

    Yang Hong was immersed in his own thoughts: "Fu Huai, Lou Ye, and Jiang Jingyu are being severely suppressed nowCombining with these three, I can find someone to go there first"

    Chu Xiao repeated: "Yang Hong."

    Yang Hong came back to his senses: "Yes."

    Chu Xiao handed a folded butterfly to Yang Hong's hand: "Have you seen Gang Feng?"

    Yang Hong: ""

    This topic is jumping.

    ***

    The thirteenth week of the big festival.

    Jiang Jingyu arrived at the scene early with three people. He swept the venue and left the venue for half an hour, but the people had almost arrived.

    There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

    Si Min and Si Ye sat at the same table, surrounded by dozens of nobles, serving tea and water, and laughing and chatting.

    He sneered, this man had already gained a lot of prestige before he ascended the throne, even though his father was the heir apparent at the time, he didn't even look at the nobleman.

    On the other side, Fu Huai and Lou Ye sat facing each other, with only a dozen people behind them, most of whom were close friends.

    And there are still a few small characters scattered in the corner, and there is no sense of existence if they don't stand in line.

    Jiang Jingyu walked to Lou Ye and Fu Huai's table, pulled up a chair and just sat down, Fu Huai had already poured him a cup of hot tea with the kettle.

    Counting a month ago, he would not believe that Jiang Jingyu was killed, but when he was able to sit down with Fu Huai calmly in the prince's ceremony.

    He watched as Fu Huai's hand holding the teapot trembled a little, even with the falling water shaking, he took the teapot and filled himself with tea: "Last week How are you doing now?"

    Fu Huai shook his head.

    Jiang Jingyu frowned: "Then why don't you take a good rest, what are you going to do this week? There may be no four words of mercy in the dictionary of the surname Si. Dao Xinlan is about to open, if you really go out for a round woo woo"

    Fu Huai picked up a cake and stuffed it into Jiang Jingyu's mouth, and then he gagged him: "She's back, I want to see."

    In fact, everyone present, sitting here so long in advance, which one would not want to see it?

    Look at the person who just came out of the small dark room and started a battle with Si Ye, is it a bluff, or is he really reborn from a desperate situation.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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