"But… "
"Don't make any more noise, if you don't show up, I will hate you!"
Huang Ling shot over with a cold gaze, and Cheng Xichen was so shocked that he immediately silenced.
This kind of Huang Ling is very serious, making him dare not provoke her.
Cheng Xichen gritted his teeth and said, "In this case, I also sincerely pray for Coach Mo!"
As he said, he imitated her, three steps and one bow!
Seeing that he also bowed in three steps, Huang Ling turned her head and glanced at Cheng Xichen in surprise.
Cheng Xichen looked serious, "I also sincerely pray for Coach Mo, I hope he can get through this difficult time!"
A look of relief flashed across Huang Ling's eyes: "Thank you, Cheng Xichen!"
Cheng Xichen smiled: "Stop talking, let's pray together."
During Huang Ling's training at the military academy, her physical fitness improved.
But after three steps like this, she couldn't bear it before she persisted for thirty minutes.
Cheng Xichen heard her panting, turned his head and looked at her.
The two-meter-wide steps are big enough for them to fit in.
Cheng Xichen and Huang Ling walked side by side and worshiped each other. Cheng Xichen noticed Huang Ling's tiredness.
After half an hour passed, the orange red of the earth gradually receded, replaced by hazy darkness.
It was getting dark, and the wind in the mountains was getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of "whoosh" came from time to time.
At this time, Huang Ling was already flushed, sweating profusely, and panting heavily.
And her palms have been worn out by stones, and blood is overflowing.
Cheng Xichen looked at her worriedly: "Can you hold on?"
She gasped: "Yes!"
Just make it to the top of the mountain and Maubertin will wake up and make her suffer even more, it doesn't matter!
Thinking of waking up after climbing this ladder and going back to Mau Posen, Huang Ling, who was panting heavily, felt as if she had been beaten with chicken blood.
After bowing, she stood up, walked up three steps, bowed again, and every time she bowed, she clasped her hands together and kowtowed solemnly.
Her forehead was blushing, but she didn't care.
Cheng Xichen saw that she was unwilling to admit defeat and she was determined to win in her eyes, so he said nothing more.
He had no choice but to follow her, stay with her...
Huang Ling's will is too strong, and her body will always be overwhelmed.
Later, her speed slowed down, and when she knelt down to worship, she accidentally knocked.
Her chin hit the edge of the steps, causing her to let out an "ah" in pain, her elbows were weak, and she lay on the steps.
Seeing this, Cheng Xichen wanted to come over to help her up and let her rest beside her.
Huang Ling refused. She kept this position lying on her stomach. Although it was uncomfortable, at least she looked like she was kneeling—
"Huang Ling, you are pregnant!" Cheng Xichen felt sorry for her stubbornness: "If you continue like this, you will hurt the baby!"
Huang Ling put her forehead on the ground and said weakly, "Without Maubertin, what do I want my child to do?"
No matter how badly she had planned, if Maubertson really died, she would go with him...
"As I said, he lives and I live, and he dies and I die."
"In fact, injury is a fact, we have to believe in science." Cheng Xichen said.
"Science?" Huang Ling smiled bitterly: "We sincerely pray, don't tell me about science, Cheng Xichen, you can go down, you can go!"
"I won't go!" It was getting dark, he was worried!
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't leave!" Huang Ling was angry.
"Okay, okay..." Cheng Xichen said hello twice in a row, and shook his head helplessly, "Let's continue, continue to pray sincerely, you have to be careful, don't hit your stomach."
"Well, I'll try to..."