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Chapter 775 You can hit another five hundred times (4)

Nan's mother said: "Qiaoqiao, mother reminds you that this circle is a bit chaotic, you must protect yourself, and don't shoulder any difficulties by yourself. Parents can't help you in that circle, and we can change jobs."

Nanqiao's eyes flashed with guilt, so the words that mother knows her daughter best were not fabricated out of thin air.

The last time I offended Song Yang, she was already a bit overwhelmed in the circle, did mom see something?
Nanqiao took a peek at Nanma, and found that Nanma was earnest and earnest. She didn't seem to suspect that she was in trouble, but just concerned about her parents. She quickly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and leaned her head on her shoulder.

She said in a cute voice: "I know that my mother loves me the most. Don't worry, I will definitely not hide anything from you."

The three chatted about the recent situation and walked into the old apartment building.

After dividing the work into cooking, Nanqiao held a bowl of porridge, drank it contentedly, and chatted with them casually.

After dinner, Nan's father and Nan's mother went out for a walk and asked her if they wanted to be together. Nanqiao waved his hand and said that he would not disturb their world of two.

After Nan's father and Nan's mother left, Nanqiao took the sportswear, found out the gym card that was not commonly used, and went to the only gym near the community. The facilities were not complete, but they were enough for her.

Nanqiao was wearing gloves, and kicked the sandbag with a murderous look on his face, causing the sandbag to shake considerably.

The coach who showed her was stunned, "Xiao Nan, you are very fierce today..."

Nanqiao sneered, "As long as I imagine the sandbags as the faces of those bitches, I can hit another five hundred times!"

"..."

The coach swallowed, and silently helped her correct her posture so as not to get hurt later.

Nanqiao stared fiercely at the sandbag, imagining it as Song Yang and Ying Muyao, following her shout, her fist slammed on the sandbag, as if she had exhausted all her life's skills...

After playing sandbags for two hours, Nanqiao was relieved after holding his breath all night. He sat cross-legged on the ground, and Nanqiao wiped his sweat with a towel.

The coach squatted in front of her and said, "Xiao Nan, move your arms well when you get back, otherwise you won't be able to lift both arms tomorrow."

Nanqiao smiled and nodded, "Got it."

After pressing his legs for a while, Nanqiao took a shower in the gym, changed into his usual clothes, and said goodbye to the coach.

After ten o'clock in the old city of Beijing, it is very lively. There are food stalls on the side of the road. Everyone eats and chats, drinks beer, and chats all over the world. It just looks like enjoyment.

Nanqiao walked by one side, looked there a few times, didn't control his feet, and went to buy a few skewers of fish balls.

The proprietress is very enthusiastic. When helping her bake fish balls, I kept chatting with her.

Nanqiao was infected by the smile on her face, chatted and bought a few more strings of shrimp balls.

"Girl, my stuff is authentic. I've sold it for many years. It's delicious. I'll come back next time. You look so beautiful. I'll give you a discount next time."

Nanqiao said goodbye to her with a smile, took a paper bowl, and ate while walking.

After eating, Nanqiao took a water cup from his bag to rinse his mouth, and accidentally brought out a chain.

The chain looks great under a street lamp, hanging from a ring with sparkling diamonds.

When Nanqiao saw it, he was stunned, staring at the chain for a long time before squatting down to pick it up.

The chain was given to her by Song Yang, a promise made to her in high school.

A soreness appeared in Nanqiao's heart inexplicably, and there seemed to be something gathering in her eyes. She raised her head to look at the sky, and took a few deep breaths.

Return the chain on Monday, it is too valuable to keep.

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　　The story of Nanqiao is not long~ I always feel that many treasures have abandoned me [Living without love jpg.]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)