Chapter 1011

"No such rules."

It's the voice of Peng Yu Qiu.

Liang Zhiqiong was stunned for three seconds and then slowly came back to her mind.

She raised her head slowly from the ground.

This pair of embarrassed appearance, is not really good-looking.

Dust all over the face, but also stained with weeds, messy hair, mixed with sweat on the forehead, cheek, and then a good-looking face, after the torture of excessive intensity training, will always destroy some of the beauty, not to mention the present such a mess.

She blinked.

A large pair of eyes, light brown pupil, in the moment of lifting eyes, as if there is light from her eyes a little bit diffuse, but slowly return to calm.

In her eyes, there is no doubt Pengyu's figure.

After the same level of training, compared with Liang Zhiqiong's embarrassment, pengyuqiu seems to be a neat jacket.

He just squatted down in front of her and looked down at her with a light expression, which seemed to be no different from before.

However, Liang Zhiqiong did not want to see him.

In particular - clearly the same training, why can he easily finish ahead of time, but he can't get up?

In the heart did not have the reason to raise the anger mood, Liang Zhiqiong curled her mouth and angrily said: "see me joke?"

Looking at her two eyes, Peng Yu Qiu said, "I carry you back."

"Really?" Liang Zhiqiong asked subconsciously, but at the thought of her previous gratitude and resentment, she immediately turned down her face and said, "I don't want it!"

Peng Yuqiu did not force her, but analyzed: "it takes more than an hour for you to go back like this. Coupled with the lack of sleep time, tomorrow's training can't be continued."

“……”

Liang Zhiqiong bit her lips and thought about what he said.

It is undeniable that what he said was reasonable. What's more, she couldn't even move. She didn't think about the way to get up from the ground. The only thing she could think of was to roll back and climb back.

However, it would be too timid to agree to Pengyu in autumn.

After a while, Liang Zhiqiong took a deep breath, opened her mouth and cried, "I'm not -"

"I'm gone."

The two words of light flutter interrupted Liang Zhiqiong's ambitious words, and let her follow up that sentence "use your back" to swallow back.

For a moment, when she saw pengyuqiu get up, she thought it was pengyuqiu, who had no conscience, so she left her. But the next moment, pengyuqiu bent down, grabbed her arm and lifted her from the ground.

Liang Zhiqiong was confused and did not return to her mind. She saw Pengyu's back to her, and then turned her head toward her and said, "come up."

Then, Liang Zhiqiong finally responded. She bit her lips and looked at the wide back in front of her body, hesitating.

"I didn't want you to carry it." Liang stressed.

"Well." Pengyu answers in autumn.

"Just this time."

"Well."

"I can walk by myself, but you have to -"

"yes."

Peng Yuqiu interrupts her.

Liang Zhiqiong was satisfied at last.

She quickly jumped on Peng Yuqiu's back, but when Peng Yuqiu picked her up, she suddenly thought of something, "but, Tang Poetry --"

"I haven't --"

the Tang poetry that got up from the ground just wanted to speak, the conversation was interrupted by the person who came face to face.

"It's OK. You go first."

Ji Zhou came this way.

Pengyuqiu and Jizhou look at each other, then pengyuqiu nods to him and leaves with Liang Zhiqiong on his back.

There's no rule that it's impossible to help each other. It's just that they all had a sense of having to complete tasks independently, so there's no such way of helping. But according to the rules, it's OK.

What's more, from a certain point of view, even taking a shortcut is allowed to exist. This It's a little bit of a joke.

Jizhou naturally will not stop Pengyu in autumn.

"Tang poetry."

As soon as Peng Yuqiu and Liang Zhiqiong left, Ji Zhou paid attention to Tang poetry.

"Come on

The Tang poetry responded to it in a proper way.

See her some nervous appearance, Ji Zhou face with a gentle smile, said: "said, do not be so rigid."

Tang poetry blinked, I don't know what to say.

"I'll carry you."

Slowly put up his sleeve, Ji Zhou said with a smile.

"No, no," Tang Shi said subconsciously, "I can walk by myself."

Unlike Liang Zhiqiong, Liang Zhiqiong is really too tired to get up, but she can still walk. Although the speed will be a little slow, she can still walk back.

"This is biased," Ji Zhou chuckled. "I prefer to treat them equally."

Staring at by his gentle eyes and listening to the soft voice, Tang Shi felt her heart beating wildly. She lowered her head to avoid looking at him, but she couldn't hide her red face. The red color spread to the root of her ears. Soon, even the tip of her ear was red and hot.The poems of Tang Dynasty stood in the same place, and for a time they were at a loss.

See her for a long time did not speak, Ji Zhou way: "if you dislike me, I can find someone else."

In any case, there are still a few of the double run has not finished training.

"No -" Tang Shi wanted to refute it. But as soon as she raised her eyes, she looked at shangjizhou with a smile. She immediately lowered her head, and her voice was as fine as a mosquito. "That, Ma, please."

She didn't dare to look up for a long time, but she heard a low light laugh, not a kind of ridicule, but a kind of one that can make people relaxed.

Ji Zhou turned and turned his back to her.

When Tang Shi climbed on his back, she was nervous to shiver. At the moment Ji Zhou got up, what she thought was --

"recently, he has put on two Jin weight, won't he feel heavy? However, what responded to her answer was Ji Zhou's slightly surprised voice, "so light?"

At that moment, the heart of Tang poetry, suddenly missed a beat.

It's terrible.

Tang poetry thought in despair.

*

after waiting for Ji Zhou and Peng to go far in autumn, Mo shangyun put down his telescope.

Yan Tianxing, who had been waiting patiently for Mo shangyun, was relieved to see that she finally had the sign of ending the peeping, and asked, "finished watching?"

"Is Mr. Ji so gentle?"

Shaking the telescope, Mo shangyun felt strange.

She saw Ji Zhou, is everyone to avoid and far away, always dig a hole for people.

Yan Tianxing said, "he only pits his own people and enemies."

Both Tang poetry and Liang Zhiqiong are weak people here, which can be regarded as the protected type of people.

The treatment is naturally different.

However, Yan Tianxing didn't make clear with Mo shangyun on this point. After all, it needs to clearly state the strength gap between Tang poetry and Liang Zhiqiong, which may make Mo shangyun suffer a bit.

Throwing the telescope on the back seat, Mo shangyun looked around and asked, "speaking of it, have we forgotten something?"

I feel like I've forgotten something.

"No

Eyebrow micro movement, Yan Tianxing immediately denied.

Mo Shang Yun was surprised to pick a eyebrow.

However, she twisted her eyebrows and thought for three seconds. She didn't think of any reason, so she decided to give up.

Yan Tianxing started the car, ready to drive towards the camp.

*

at the same time, in the camp.

A jeep stopped at the door and Duan Zimu stood on the side of the road. From time to time, he looked in the direction from the base to this side, but he often saw the students running back.

The expression of Duan Zimu gradually became stiff.

Wipe, despair these two words, stroke by stroke, he would have finished writing.

But, still did not see the figure.

"Give up your heart," Subei leaned by the door, drinking chicken soup given by the head of the kitchen class, and poured cold water on Duan Zimu mercilessly. "Maybe people don't think of you at all, and they've already forgotten what you're going to leave."

"Isn't it time for them to come back?" Duan Zimu frowned.

Even if you forget him, Mo shangyun should come back!

Mu Qixuan and Chen Yuning are back!

Subei slanted his one eye, slowly remind, "you don't forget, she still has a person."

Duan Zimu is interested in Mo shangyun's idea. However, Mo shangyun is a famous flower. Duan Zimu is playing with his woman's idea under Yan Tianxing's eyes. Yan Tianxing doesn't stab Duan Mu secretly. It's kind of him.

However, in other words, it can also prove that Yan Tianxing didn't put Duan Mu at ease.

But at this time, if Yan Tianxing would let Mo shangyun come back and send Duan Mu a journey That's pure stupidity.

Duanzi Mu mouth slightly draw, think this time to hit the field, hit a very failure.

Slowly to the soup to drink, Subei urged: "go, I will not send."

Then she turned to go.

"Oh, so wonderful?"

Duanzi Mu didn't hold back.

What's the matter, one or two, so ruthless?

"It's not me, it's --" after a slight pause, Subei shrugged. "If you drag on like this, I think it's time for you to fly back. At that time, even if you want to go, you can only rely on your strong body to swim back a little bit. "

What's more, she has been waiting with him for half an hour. It's better not to do this kind of scene work to send someone to such trouble.

After wiping his face, Duan Mu felt that She has a good point.

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