Well, it's half past ten.
Half past ten? ! As soon as she woke up, she sat up immediately. She actually slept until half past ten? ! She hasn't woken up after seven in the past five years, what's going on today? ! Romance back garden production
But then he remembered where he was, and who belonged to this small but good bed.
The thumping sound of the treadmill from downstairs, and the smell that made her stomach grow a hole, seduced her. It's coffee, and freshly made muffins, it seems, and fried eggs...
After washing her face, she went downstairs a little nervously. Sure enough, there was a sumptuous breakfast on the table, all of which were hot and fresh, and she could see her index finger twitching and her stomach growling shamelessly.
"Breakfast." Lao Mai said to her with a spatula, and with a beautiful gesture, he put the freshly fried French honey toast on the plate and served!
"Uh, so many... Is there anyone else coming?"
Lao Mai shook his head and replied with a serious face: "Because I don't know what you want to eat, Mai said you only have a cup of coffee and donuts for breakfast, so I made a Western breakfast for you to choose."
a little? Is this called a little? Li Yongxuan was dumbfounded. With a table full of delicious food, she would probably eat enough for a week!
"Why - someone - can - eat so much - yeah yeah -" There was the sound of someone running and singing from the living room behind him. It's okay to sing in a ridiculous tone, and the self-composed lyrics are messed up all over the place. "Why - I can only eat - whole wheat toast - and fried eggs? Why why?"
Li Yongxuan couldn't help but burst out laughing. This is the first time in the past few days, no, it should be said that it has been a long time since I laughed sincerely and from the bottom of my heart.
The way she smiled was much different from her usual calm and dignified expression, as if she walked directly from the ice rink to the sunny outdoors, which made the whole person feel warm.
Lao Mai had already handed over the hot coffee, she took it, and sat down obediently.
Facing a table of delicious food, it's so annoying! However, this is such a luxury trouble.
"Then you, do you want to eat together?" She greeted embarrassedly. You can't really sway to clear the table by yourself, right? !
"I've eaten it," Mr. Mai replied.
"I want, I want, I want—" Mr. Wheat's answer was much more enthusiastic, and he shouted.
Lao Mai suddenly shouted back, "You owed three and a half hours of training yesterday!"
It seems that Mai Wei Zhetian is not afraid of the ground, not even the coach, but he is very afraid of his grandfather. After being yelled at like this, he obediently shut up, retracted back onto the treadmill, and continued to run hard.
Ah, yesterday. It should be because of chasing after her that the training was delayed. Li Yongxuan thought while chewing the soft and sweet honey muffins. for her...
"Yesterday, I was the one who troubled him—"
"Don't make excuses for him." Old Mai Leng interrupted her Jedily, "Even if he trains as usual, he can't eat these things. He has his own food."
She watched them eat breakfast with boundless sympathy. All are low-fat, high-fiber, high-protein foods, seasoned and listed, definitely not delicious.
"It's not fair - why - my life - woo woo woo -" The voice of the ghost cry was heard from behind. Mai Weizhe used a song to convey love, but it was still grievances.
She was trying to eat a muffin, a slice of French toast, two pieces of bacon, a fried egg, a cup and a half of coffee, a cup of orange juice, and two slices of apples, just behind the strange soundtrack. Later, she felt that her stomach was enlarged and her throat was full, so she reluctantly stopped.
It's so delicious. Mr. Mai's craftsmanship is really first-class, and he has the style of a professional chef!
After dinner, Li Yongxuan helped to clean up the dishes. After receiving it, she asked shyly, "Is there anything else I can help? Also, about the rent for accommodation—"
"No need for rent." Lao Mai waved his hand and interrupted abruptly. "If you can help... come here."
She followed Lao Mai into the living room. Mai Weizhe was running wildly on the treadmill and squinting at them coming in, looking very jealous.
"Can you write this record?" Lao Mai pointed to the record book and stopwatch spread out on the coffee table.
She nodded. Having followed the training camp for so long, I am no stranger to physical fitness records.
After Lao Mai handed over this responsibility to her with satisfaction, he went back to the kitchen, preparing to show off his skills in Chinese food again.
Mai Weizhe has been running for an hour, and the speed is still very stable. The combination of the regular running sound and the rhythm of the rap from the speakers, although it is very noisy, but after listening for a while, there is an invisible rhythm. He also sings a few lines himself from time to time, which is completely in line with what the coach said, "Aerobic exercise is to run until you can breathe, but you can still sing."
In this strange harmony, Li Yongxuan felt an unprecedented calm. She sat cross-legged on the ground, earnestly helping to write physical records.
No computer, no cell phone, no work... But, suddenly, it doesn't matter that there is nothing.
"Oooh-yeah-" Yin sang aloud. "Don't- get full--and immediately--doze--it'll become--would-be-turn--pig-"
The singing is really bad, and, is this alluding to her mother? Li Yongxuan raised her head and glared at him. "I didn't doze off." Didn't you see her writing records so seriously
Mai Weizhe's mouth curled up secretly, pretending not to hear, and continuing to run. Sweat had soaked through his T-shirt, and there was a thin layer of crystal sweat on his face, arms, and neck, shimmering on his skin, making him look like it was made of honey, and his eyes were a deeper honey color—
It wasn't her who was running, but she suddenly became a little hot.
The treadmill is facing the TV, which is probably convenient for him to run and watch at the same time. At this time, the TV was off, and the black mirror screen reflected their figures. She peeked at him, and happened to be caught by someone who was also peeking at her!
Their eyes met, and he winked at her narrowly.
"You... weren't you at a press conference yesterday? Why did you suddenly run out?" she asked, staring at him.
Mai Weizhe turned his eyes away, pretended not to hear, and continued to run.
"Besides, why are you catching up?"
Some people continued to keep their mouths shut and didn't answer, but the more they ran, the faster they ran, and the sound of footsteps became heavier—
Beep!
The device attached to his chest to detect the heartbeat made a sound and began to protest. Lao Mai roared from a distance in the kitchen: "Are you courting death? Keep your speed!"
Inexplicably, her heart also followed Bu Tong Bu Tong, and it was beating faster and faster.
"You couldn't have known at the time that I was fired and had nowhere to go. And even if you knew, what were you trying to say?"
After asking three times, the captain, who has always been good at speaking, was speechless, his running speed and heartbeat were soaring.
"not to mention… "
"Are you asking enough?!" Mai Weizhe was finally driven into a frenzy. He tore off the wiring on his chest, jumped off the treadmill panting, and went to rummage the bag beside him. After looking around for a long time, I finally found a small thing he wanted. "I just thought you were leaving and wanted to pay you back!"
What he had in his hand was the silver ring she had been looking for for a long time.
"Why are you there?" Li Yongxuan was shocked, "I've looked everywhere—"
"Is there? I thought you didn't pay attention to what you were hungry for." Mai Weizhe sneered, "I saw you that night just looking at..."
Approaching while talking, pressing step by step. But at this point, he suddenly stopped abruptly. Because if we go on, we will mention Liang Wenhe.
He was panting, his face flushed, his body was covered in sweat, his eyes were flickering fiercely, and he was like a ferocious beast just after running wild on the grassland, staring at her desperately.
Her expression was contradictory. A little happy, but also a little melancholy.