I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 100 Accepting Zheng Qingyue's Invitation

"emmmmm..." Song Cheng scratched her head, she didn't know what to say, as if the people who sent the barrage changed a batch overnight.

However, these are not the point, the point is that she knows that the dream of [-] million girls is her cousin Gu Miao.

Also, Zheng Qingyue seemed to have sent her a WeChat message just now.

Song Cheng lowered his head and opened WeChat. Zheng Qingyue replied that he was home now and wanted to invite her to his house.

"That's it..." She looked at the tablet on her lap. Jiang Mo was still broadcasting live, so it would be nice if he could come back before he downloaded it.

In the next second, she said to Jiang Mo on the screen: "Sorry, I'm going out for a while, I'll be right back! Goodbye!"

After thinking about it, she put the tablet on the table and called out to Ma Qingqing: "Qing'er, I'm going to the 503 opposite, I'll be right back."

"Got it..." Ma Qingqing replied to her in the bedroom.

After waiting for a reply, she tidied up her clothes and went out with her mobile phone.

"Ding dong~"

Song Cheng didn't wait too long, and the door of 503 opened soon.

Zheng Qingyue was wearing a set of purple gym clothes, panting slightly, and there were still some beads of sweat on his neck and forehead.

"Hello! Song Cheng, good evening, please come in!" She looked very energetic, as if she would never be tired.

Song Cheng waved at her and walked into Zheng Qingyue's room.

Zheng Qingyue's room, in the corridor connected to the door, hung several paintings of different styles.

Several cats—abstract painting style, the scenery outside the convenience store—watercolor painting, and blue sky, sun and grass—this is oil painting style.

Go inside and you will find the living room.

The wall-mounted TV is showing the yoga moves taught by the teacher. On the open space, there is a yoga blanket, as well as yoga balls and other things.

The sofa was placed opposite the TV, far away from the TV, leaving a large space for fitness things.

The color of the sofa is light purple. Above the sofa is a large stone painting, which shows a few cats playing.

Song Cheng looked at Zheng Qingyue's house curiously. In the whole house, there were the most paintings, and there were also fitness equipment.

Moreover, there are many things in purple tone, and there are also cats, which appear a lot.

She couldn't help asking Zheng Qingyue: "Do you like purple and cats?"

Zheng Qingyue took a purple towel, wiped the sweat off his body, nodded and said: "Yes, I like purple very much, and cats!"

"Unfortunately, I'm allergic to cats, I can't keep them anymore, and I can only suck cats in front of the screen every day."

After all, she sighed heavily.

Song Cheng shrugged and comforted her: "There's no way, for your health, I can only suck cats like this. By the way, about fitness..."

"Ah!" Of course Zheng Qingyue knew the purpose of Song Cheng's visit, she ran to her side, took her hand to the sofa, and sat down.

She picked up the sports drink on the coffee table, unscrewed it and drank a few sips, and then said to her: "I recently applied for a yearly card at xx Fitness, and then they gave me a monthly card , so I just want to ask you if you have time to come."

Zheng Qingyue observed Song Cheng's reaction, and explained: "I don't know anyone here, you are the first friend I met here, so I just want to ask you, let's work out with me for a month .”

She looked at Song Cheng pitifully, put her hands together in the shape of a cat's paw, and shook her chest.

If there is only one hand, if you put that hand on the side of your body, it is a bit like a lucky cat.

"Can I ask you a question?" Song Cheng still wanted to know more, "What's your schedule and gym time like?"

When Zheng Qingyue heard it, there was something going on!She immediately answered her schedule and fitness time.

"I would get up at eight o'clock every morning, then go out, run to the next street, have breakfast, then buy a cup of coffee and walk back."

"It's exactly nine o'clock at this time, so I'm going to make some food at home. Of course, this is a fitness meal."

"I will take a nap from [-] to [-] in the afternoon, and go to the gym for two hours from [-] to [-]."

"Go home at six o'clock and go to the next street to have dinner. After I come back, I will practice yoga with the TV after eight o'clock."

"After practicing yoga for two hours, when it's ten o'clock, I'm ready to rest. I'll warm up a cup of milk before going to bed and read a book for half an hour. Until eleven o'clock, the day will be over!"

After listening to Zheng Qingyue's schedule, Song Cheng was shocked for a long time, how could someone have such a regular schedule.

Recalling my usual routine, I didn't go to bed until three or four o'clock in the evening, woke up at eight o'clock in the morning, and was still awake after nine o'clock.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the drowsiness came again, and I slept until twelve o'clock in the noon, when Ma Qingqing pulled me up to have lunch.

Then in the afternoon, I sat on the sofa and swiped my phone, watched dramas, listened to songs, played games, and swiped short videos...

Until the evening, after dinner, the activities in the afternoon began to be repeated, and the vicious cycle of the day began again.

After thinking back on this bad day, Song Cheng really felt that he was hopeless, "Hey..."

"Well, why are you sighing?" Zheng Qingyue didn't quite understand.

Song Cheng answered her question without emotion, "Your schedule is completely opposite to mine."

"Besides, you are too self-disciplined, I can't do what you do at all, it's amazing!"

Zheng Qingyue put his hands on her shoulders after listening to her, and asked her seriously: "Song Cheng, if you want to change, then promise me!"

"Follow me to exercise for a month, believe me, you will definitely change, you will become more self-disciplined than before, believe me!"

Song Cheng could see that she really needed a companion, and what Zheng Qingyue said.Really inspiring!
"Okay, I promise you, I also believe in you, and I also... believe in myself!"

Song Cheng clenched her fists, she had never been so confident like today.

The next second, Zheng Qingyue hugged her and said happily: "Ahhhhhh! I'm so happy, someone is working out with me!"

She was very excited, grabbing Song Cheng's arm, the joy in her eyes was about to overflow, "Then I'll call you tomorrow morning!"

"Okay!" Song Cheng nodded.

Coming out of 503 with enthusiasm, Song Cheng was full of hope, as long as her body was strong enough.

Her mental strength will also improve a lot, and with the help of medication, her illness should recover soon.

When she got home, she took her mobile phone and wanted to share her happiness with Jiang Mo, and then thought that he was still live broadcasting, so she couldn't disturb him.

Then you can only send happiness to him with your thoughts through the screen.

Thinking of this, Song Cheng picked up the tablet, turned off the light in the living room, and then went to the bedroom.

Ma Qingqing was still chasing the show and was knocking on the CP. Seeing Song Cheng's happy face, he was taken aback, and asked her: "You... what's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)