Chapter 12

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

“？” Su xiatong looks at Jin Yuzhe later.

"I'm the head of the discipline inspection department."

“！！！”

"So how many penalties do you have to impose on me has the final say?" Jin Yuzhe looked at the little steamed stuffed bun in front of him, and his smile became stronger.

"How many laps are you going to make?" Su Xia Tong suddenly lost his confidence. If she knew who he was just now, she would never ask him the way.

"Regret asking me the way?" Jin Yuzhe stares at xiaobaozi with rich expression on her face, and suddenly wants to pinch her face.

"No... No. You haven't answered my question Su Xia Tong opens the topic, she is full of doubts now. Is the expression on her face obvious?

"It depends on the mood." Jin Yuzhe then turned and walked towards the team.

Su xiatong goes to the end of the line and finds an empty seat to stand in.

"The old rule is to run ten laps to warm up."

what!? Ten laps, warm up? The Chinese teacher said that he ran ten laps. How did it become a warm-up.

Su xiatong just wants to explain, but the team has started to run, she can only close her mouth and follow the army.

ten minutes later.

"Whoa... No, No. I can't run any more. " Just ran did not have five laps, Su xiatong then descended the troop to squat on the runway.

"It's just a few laps and I can't stand it." Su xiatong looks up along the feet that appear suddenly in front of him. Jin Yuzhe's face is covered with a thin layer of sweat. Holding a basketball in your hand.

"I can't run any more." Su xiatong looks at Jin Yuzhe pitifully. She has no strength in her legs, but now she has been punished to run. She can't bear it any more.

"Come with me." Jin Yuzhe throws the basketball to one side on the lawn and walks behind Su xiatong.

Su xiatong stands up and follows her as long as she doesn't have to run.

"Pinch your arm for me." Jin Yuzhe lies comfortably in the middle of the lawn and orders to Su xiatong.

"..." she should not have a good fantasy, should have thought that he and Helian Beimo were together.

"Then I don't have to run."

"It depends on the mood."

Again, what is mood. I think you are in a good mood now. I need to pinch your arm. Don't worry about it.

Of course, she only dares to think about it.

"Oh." Su Xia Tong should a, squat down the body to sit to the side of Jin Yuzhe, hold up his arm to pinch up.

"More force." Jin Yuzhe closes his eyes comfortably and enjoys Su xiatong's massage service.

"..." Su xiatong increased the strength of her hand, but the pain of her hand still made her not use much strength.

"So thin, I don't even have a muscle in my arm." Jin Yuzhe said, holding out his hand and pinching Su xiatong's arm.

"Ah, it hurts." Su xiatong quickly drew back her pinched arm, and a trace of tears appeared in her eyes.

"Hurt? Let me see. " Jin Yuzhe is about to roll up her sleeve.

"No, I was tired of cleaning yesterday."

Su Xia Tong put his arm back to prevent his touch.

"Sweep the attic?" Jin Yuzhe put his face near Su xiatong and asked knowingly.

"Don't you count in your heart?" Su Xia's pupil is white. He turns his head and doesn't look at him.