The expression on Youyou's face was suddenly indescribable. When he went back to deal with him in the evening, he was both happy and sad at the same time.
He looked at Nie Qiuping resentfully and begged for mercy: "Honey, can you be merciful?"
Nie Qiuping said without mercy: "No."
Yue Tingfeng heard the conversation between the two. He wanted to laugh, but in his current situation, he really couldn't laugh.
He was just concentrating and panting now. He was really too tired. He felt like his whole body was like a sponge that had been wrung out of water, and no more water could be squeezed out.
Qingsi was worried about Yue Tingfeng, her face was full of anxiety, and she stroked his arm: "Brother Tingfeng, how are you now? Are you okay? Can you walk home?"
Yue Tingfeng shook his head with difficulty. He wanted to speak, but he was too tired to make a sound.
He glanced at Youyou and admired him in his heart. Just now, Youyou had been running with him for as long as he had been running, and was always in front of him, running further than him. However, he was exhausted, and his hands My legs were as heavy as lead, and I couldn't exert any strength. However, I was swimming as if nothing was wrong. I didn't even sweat. When I spoke, my face didn't turn red and my heart didn't beat. It felt like I hadn't run more than two thousand meters. Same.
After making a move with You Yao, Yue Tingfeng felt like he had been turned into scum in an instant.
Yue Tingfeng looked really envious. He also wanted to be able to run 5,000 meters like Youyou.
After running around with Youyou today, he realized how weak he was and realized that having a good body was still very important.
Otherwise, if he really encounters a dangerous situation in the future, he will not be able to protect Qingsi at all. He wants to become stronger, he wants to become like Youyou.
Nie Qiuping ignored Youyou's pitiful eyes and asked Yue Tingfeng with concern: "Tingfeng, are you too tired to walk? Auntie apologizes to you on his behalf. Don't be the same as him."
After saying that, he turned around and his expression changed, "Yiyou, hurry up, come here and listen to the wind."
That look clearly said: You are responsible for the disaster you caused.
Youyou felt that he had really shot himself in the foot. If he had known better, he would not have let this kid run away.
He glanced at Youyou with a look of disgust on his face. This kid was too weak. He had only run a few meters and was already so exhausted. When he was 12 years old, he was physically stronger than him.
Youyou didn't want to carry it, "Honey, he can just rest for a while. How long has he been running? How can a boy be so weak?"
Nie Qiuping: "You still say that?"
"Okay, okay, I'll just carry him on my back." Youyou glared at Yue Tingfeng and said with disdain: "He's still here now, and everyone looks like a delicate flower. When I was so old, he wasn't so weak."
He walked up to Yue Tingfeng and reached out to grab him.
Unexpectedly, Yue Tingfeng actually raised his trembling hand and stopped him.
It seemed as if smoke was coming out of his throat. He gasped for several times before trying to make a sound: "Auntie... no,... I used it..."
"Look, it's hard for you to speak now, and your legs are shaking as if you're shaking. You'd better let your uncle carry you back."
Yue Tingfeng shook his head, "I'm not... It's okay. Just take a break and it'll be fine..."
"Mom, let's let brother Tingfeng rest for a while first?"·
After a while, Yue Tingfeng felt that his physical strength had recovered a little, and he said: "Auntie, you... don't blame... Uncle You, he... is right, my physique is indeed a bit... weak, and I really need to exercise... "