Chapter 190: Spring Is Coming (Eighth Update)
As the sky dawned, Zhang Xiaoyuan was lying in front of the window, covering her mouth, her whole body was crimson, and a faint snort came from the depths of her throat.
Zhang Fan is behind, sometimes swift, sometimes gentle.
It wasn't until a faint roar came out that Zhang Fan hugged Zhang Xiaoyuan's body tightly and kneaded her greedily.
For nearly a month, every morning is Zhang Fan's most blessed moment.
"Hey, Nizi, it's not here yet. ”
The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth picked up an evil smile, and his fingers teased Zhang Xiaoyuan's body.
"Bad guy, I don't have the strength anymore, hmph, and I'm not afraid of being heard. Zhang Xiaoyuan was weak, and hurriedly pushed Zhang Fan's body away, came to the bed, and fell on the bed with weak legs.
At this time, her whole body was almost melting.
She was a little overwhelmed, and she didn't know where this villain was so energetic.
During the day, she was as tired as a dog, but every morning, Zhang Fan quietly ran into her room like a fierce bull, and came at least twice.
Fortunately, she rested early at night, otherwise, in this month's time, her body would have been ravaged by this villain.
No, Ye Xuan must be pulled in, otherwise, she will die of exhaustion sooner or later.
Panting heavily, feeling the fingers moving around her body, Zhang Xiaoyuan raised her eyebrows, and pushed Zhang Fan out with a push.
"Hmph, I'll lock the door tomorrow night. After speaking, Zhang Xiaoyuan turned into the quilt, and her pretty face was hot.
However, as a newcomer, she was also happy to do this, especially feeling Zhang Fan's scorching body and the feeling of her body being filled, which made her a little unable to extricate herself.
Zhang Fan rolled back to his room with a wicked smile, turned on the light, and looked at his body, and couldn't help but feel extremely weird.
The streamlined lines don't look like a trace of muscle, as if it's just like a pampered son, except that the color is not fair, it's just a sissy.
However, Zhang Fan himself can know the explosiveness of his body.
In a month, his attributes exploded like a rocket.
Strength is 30, intelligence is 15, spirit is 32, physique is 30, agility is 20, and during this training time, the physical limit has only been broken twice, which makes him a little incomprehensible.
Ma Dan, tired and tired to become a dog a day, just twice?
It's better to take a blood, I'm cool, and my strength has improved.
However, Ye Xuan's Nizi, as if she was afraid of herself, this month, except for coming in the morning to make breakfast, at other times, she saw people at all.
And at that time, it was Zhang Fan's weakest time.
I can't even move my legs, who wants to snap, and besides, my father is also at home, so I don't have a chance at all.
In the past month, he has not gone to school, and since the training, his father has not cared whether he goes to study or not. Every morning after a morning run, I take it to various trainings.
Especially the steel ball area in the courtyard is Zhang Fan's nightmare.
On the first day, he was pushed in by his father, and his head was broken and bleeding.
At that moment, Zhang Fan even doubted whether he was born by his father.
But now, Zhang Fan can smoothly pass through the steel ball area without being smashed by the ball.
And just yesterday, looking at his father's lifeless love, he said to him: "In the future, it will be good to keep the weight off-road every day." ”
Zhang Fan was simply refreshed.
Therefore, the reason why he dared to try a new pose with Zhang Xiaoyuan so boldly.
"Doot toot!"
Zhang Fan was a little surprised, it's only six o'clock now, who called.
As soon as he received the call, Zhang Fan knew who it was.
Dong Jian!
"Lao Dong, what's the matter, early in the morning, people can't sleep. Zhang Fan lay on the bed, holding his legs and said leisurely.
"Brother Zhang Fan, today is the time to compete with the 'speed of light', you must not let me pigeon, this month, I call you almost every day to ask you to come to training, but you just don't come, I am very melancholy, what if you lose. ”
Dong Jian smoked a cigarette with a sad face.
On the other side of the speed of light, since he came out of the hospital, he has been training frantically every day, and Zhang Fan, obediently, let him come once as if he was inviting his ancestors, and he didn't come yet.
Uncle, this is a bet you made, you will slap yourself in the face if you do this!
Pay attention to the shape of your mouth, it's a slap in the face.
Moreover, Xiong Lin is also very concerned about this matter.
Paralysis, can you not care, the younger generation of the largest investor in the province, this force will go to his office every day, walk you paralyzed, your office is on the fifth floor, we are on the eighth floor, come every day, tired or not.
Damn, Zhang Fan doesn't blame me, I just went to the door of someone's house to kneel, the main thing is, I don't give me the address, there is no place to kneel.
Give me a call.
Well, I see.
Five words, plus seven words of punctuation, it's like this every time, your mother, the speed of hanging up the phone, the cliff can rank first in the world.
You'll die if you say one more word, uncle.
"Brother Zhang Fan, don't be in a hurry to hang up the phone, I'm ......"
"Hey, hey?"
Dong Jian listened to the voice, and there was nothing to love.
I haven't finished my words, uncle.
Dong Jian's head slammed on the table, your mother, although there are many words to say today, but, is this the point?
Damn, don't let people sleep? Nima, do you know that I haven't slept well for half a month.
Dong Jian turned on the light, put on his clothes and ran to the provincial body.
Jiang Xiaoyang's side, but he has already set a flag.
The four big words 'kill Dong Jian' were hung at the door of the office, and Jiang Xiaoyang's office was opposite him.
Damn, you can see it as soon as you go out. This Nima is so troublesome, and besides, this is completely lying on his own.
Why don't you write 'kill Zhang Fan'!
It's my business.
Dong Jian's face was written with a capital letter of sorrow.
Zhang Fan threw away his mobile phone, put on his clothes, and went directly to the living room to get his equipment and prepare for off-roading.
The matter of the speed of light, if it wasn't for Dong Jian to say, he really forgot about it.
Now every day, he thinks about the three meals and the happy time in the morning, where is the thought of thinking about the garbage at the speed of light.
Even the mobile phone is the old Nokia that my father used before, an antique of 100 yuan.
Anti-falling, it's okay to fall down the cliff from the third floor.
It's just that the function is very monotonous, call, answer the phone!
"Leave him alone, let's run forty kilometers first. ”
Today's load has also become 40kg, and the distance has also become 40 kilometers.
At eight o'clock, Zhang Fan was lying on the recliner soaking wet.
Looking at Ye Xuan's snow-like legs, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.
Oh, it's spring!