As time went by, a large group of boys who fell down in the class collapsed on the ground overwhelmed, panting.
And all the eyes of the girls were attracted by Song Ning and the others.
Then he took a deep breath, "Oh my God, their physical strength is too good, unlike those boys, they can't do it after a few."
One of them complained in a low voice, "He blamed me for being heavy. You know, I didn't even weigh a hundred catties. I surrendered after doing three."
"Song Ning has done more than twenty."
"Luo Zifeng is not bad either."
The girls exclaimed, whispering to each other.
The boy's breathing was fairly steady, with his hands propped on the ground, as he went up and down, the white back of his neck was faintly visible.
Shen Mubai stared involuntarily.
Perhaps because of the hot weather, a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead and ran down his cheeks.
She lowered her gaze, staring at the drop of sweat.
three.
two.
one.
Shen Mubai, "..."
Sweat still hangs tenaciously on it.
She was inexplicably itchy, and she couldn't help reaching out her hand.
"Don't move."
The boy turned his face slightly, looked over with his eyes, and stared straight at her.
Shen Mubai trembled, almost slipped down, half propped up, "Well, I didn't mean to."
She really couldn't bear it, the feeling that this drop of sweat would never fall.
Shen Mubai glanced secretly, and at the moment when the other party turned around, with lightning speed, he quickly reached out and touched the crowded cheek.
With a touch of hot and humid.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
But he didn't feel the person below him suddenly stop.
Song Ning lowered his eyes slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled imperceptibly, "What are you doing?"
His breathing was a little short.
Even his voice was lower than usual.
Shen Mubai was stunned for a moment, then said, "Wipe your sweat for you."
She felt Song Ning's breathing, so she stayed there obediently.
Luo Zifeng was so angry that his lungs exploded.
He stared at the two people who were blatantly flirting over there, wondering if he was his fiancé.
Suddenly felt a slight movement in the body, and almost got angry, "Do you have hemorrhoids in your butt?"
Lan Xi's face froze.
Immediately dyed crimson of humiliation.
She couldn't take it anymore.
She usually likes to eat seafood, but the original owner doesn't like it very much, and every time she eats it, her stomach feels uncomfortable.
Lan Xi ate a lot yesterday, she never thought that she would have a stomachache at this time.
Immediately the whole person is not well.
But she can't make a joke at this time, absolutely not.
So I continued to hold back with difficulty.
The boys in the class fell down one by one, and only Song Ning and Luo Zifeng were left in the end.
Both of them are very outstanding in appearance, one is a cool and cold student, and the other is a young master with a lot of gold. The girls in the class instantly boiled over.
"My God, Song Ning is too good. He is so good at studying. I didn't expect his physical strength to be so good. Oh my god. The key is that he looks so sexy when he does push-ups."
"Luo Zifeng has a great figure."
"Song Ning's is not bad, and don't you think he looks indifferent and abstinent in his school uniform. I really want to lift up his clothes and see his abs."
Sweat streamed down Luo Zifeng's forehead. Seeing that Song Ning had no intention of being defeated, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.
This guy.
Shen Mubai glanced at his fiancé, who was still insisting.
Couldn't help but sneak up to the boy's ear, "Song Ning, are you alright?"
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