I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 101 Fitness exercise, start!
"Qing'er, from tomorrow onwards, I will be exercising with Zheng Qingyue! Wish me success!"

Song Cheng went to bed, sat down beside her, and turned on the lemon live broadcast on the tablet, Jiang Mo was still live.

Ma Qingqing glanced at the person on the screen, turned his head again, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Chengzi, I believe in you, come on!"

After all, I went to knock my cp again.

Song Cheng put on the earphones and watched Jiang Mo's live broadcast. According to the barrage prompt, he seemed to be playing a qualifying match with Lu Yu and [-] million girls' dreams.

She watched him play games, and she seemed to be in a good mood, and she also enjoyed watching him.

After Jiang Mo downloaded the broadcast, the excitement in Song Cheng's mind did not subside. She felt that she should follow Zheng Qingyue's example and drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed.

Tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, she sat up and wanted to warm a cup of milk for herself, but when she walked to the refrigerator, she realized that there was no ready-made milk in her home.

"Ah——" Song Cheng returned to the bedroom in despair, lay back on the bed, and when she was bored looking through her phone, she saw a video that Jiang Mo had sent her earlier.

She put on the earphones again, leaned sideways, with her back to Ma Qingqing, and clicked on the video.

The brightness of the video is very dim. Jiang Mo is holding a box in his hand, which seems to be a medicine box. Because the brightness is too dim, she can't see what the medicine box is.

Anyway, this is not important, what is important is that he held the pill box in front of the microphone, tapped it, and then rubbed it twice with his fingertips.

Song Cheng felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard this voice, but she felt very comfortable listening to it.

Then came the water glass again. He held a glass of water and drank half of it in front of the microphone. The voice sounded like he was drinking water in her ear.

Song Cheng tried to close her eyes, only listening to his voice.

I have to say that this video is very useful to her, more useful than melatonin.

Just like that, she managed to fall asleep.

Until eight o'clock in the morning, Zheng Qingyue sent her a message. Because of the biological clock, Song Cheng woke up earlier than the message she sent.

However, Song Cheng has a bad habit of staying in bed. She really likes to stay in bed. She wakes up at eight o'clock, even if she doesn't fall asleep in the middle, she will not get up until twelve o'clock for you.

Ma Qingqing called it: the king of cosmic bedridden.

Of course this is fiction.

Just when Song Cheng wanted to stay in bed, she recalled what she said last night, those words she swore.

No, never give up!Thinking of this, Song Cheng closed her eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed.

She quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face. After everything was done, she changed into clothes suitable for running, and even took out the sneakers she hadn't worn for a long time.

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang, and Song Cheng went to open the door. Zheng Qingyue was already ready to go, and she was missing.

Song Cheng smiled at Zheng Qingyue, ran back to the bedroom, and gently picked up the earphones, mobile phone, and mask.

"Let's go!" She put on a mask and earphones and said to Zheng Qingyue.

Zheng Qingyue raised his chin, "It's ok, the first day's condition is very good, let's go."

Downstairs, the two trotted out of the community all the way.

To be honest, Song Cheng's stamina is pretty good, but she hasn't exercised for a long time, and she can't keep up with her physical strength.

"Inhale through the nose and exhale through the mouth, let's run slowly." Zheng Qingyue reminded her when she saw that she was struggling to run.

There was still half of the journey, and in order to wait for Song Cheng, she slowed down her pace.

This meeting had just passed GO's base, Jiang Mo lay on the table watching Song Cheng and Zheng Qingyue running downstairs, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He really likes such oranges, just like she ran so hard at the graduation sports meeting that year.

Time went back to the third year of high school, the school held a sports meeting and asked the students of the third year to participate.

But every third-year high school student didn't want to go, and didn't understand the school's thinking. They were racing against time to solve the problems. At this time, the school let them participate in the sports meeting, which was really speechless.

In this way, Song Cheng was forced to report for a 1000-meter long-distance race, because each class had to send one person to run.

Coincidentally, the homeroom teacher appointed her internally, and she didn't even have the right to refuse.

Before going on stage, in the area of ​​the third year of high school, everyone was doing the quizzes under umbrellas, and she was originally one of the quizzes,

But she was temporarily called out by the head teacher, and she stood on the playground with a dazed expression, and was put on the number plate.

"762364", that number plate.

On a hot day, Song Cheng was still wearing a thick school uniform jacket. She didn't realize until she was on the runway that the people around her were all wearing short sleeves.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and everyone ran out. She ran out a step slower, her mind full of answers to the questions she had just done.

"Northern hemisphere..." She said these words unconsciously, and after that, the answers kept coming out of her mind.

Jiang Mo had just finished running 1000 meters, and he was standing on the lawn inside the runway, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

His eyes were attracted by Song Cheng. He stood there, watching her wearing a blue school uniform and running slowly on the track.

"Isn't she hot?" he murmured.

Song Cheng was already a full lap slower than others, but after all, it was 1000 meters, and many people were already exhausted after running 800 meters.

She was like this, running slowly, the last contestant, still wearing such a thick school uniform.

Running down this 1000 meters, must you pass out from the heat?
Jiang Mo stood in place, staring at her as she ran round and round. When everyone running in front of her couldn't move, or even started to walk, she was the only one running on the field.

In the end, for the first time, Song Cheng ran No.1. When she hit the important red line, she was still muttering something.

Jiang Mo ran towards the finish line unconsciously, and ran out of the crowd, watching her holding her heart and panting heavily.

Song Cheng was about to die of heat, her heart was beating so fast that she could hardly breathe.

She was very dizzy, subconsciously raised her head to look at the sun, and collapsed to the ground in the next second.

Seeing this, the people around hurriedly supported her, and the referee at the finish line said loudly: "She has heat stroke, take her to a cool place."

People carried the unconscious Song Cheng to a cool place, and Jiang Mo followed. He followed behind them, sweat running out of his nervous palms.

These people were all juniors. They followed the referee's instructions, took off her school uniform, and put a cooling patch on her forehead.

After that, they will continue to return to their posts, leaving Jiang Mo alone.

He stood beside her, holding her school uniform, the number plate "762364" on the school uniform coat.

Jiang Mo sat down beside Song Cheng, took a small fan that his schoolgirl gave him, and fanned her.

When Song Cheng got better, Jiang Mo was about to leave. He was afraid that she would see him when she woke up.

"Marxism..." Song Cheng started again, she had memorized politics to the point of bewilderment.

Jiang Mo paused, then turned his head to look at her, took out the only tissue left, wiped the sweat off her face, covered her with the clothes, got up and left there.

(End of this chapter)