Qin Qiao VS Zhan Qing

Her expression could be likened to an adorable deer with a pair of wet and empty eyes.

Looking at her so carefully would involuntarily make you feel pity for her.

"Get up!" After Zhan Qing had said this, he turned over and got out of bed in the end.

Zhan Qing's figure was really good. There was no trace of fat on his bronze-colored skin.

He was not one with a body full of ripped muscles but was one with tight and lean muscles.

A good figure!

'F*ck. Qin Qiao, what are you thinking about? And what are you looking at?'

'Don't you feel that your face is burning?'

Touching her face, it felt hot that she immediately buried her face into the pillow.

Cool down, cool down…

Although she had hugged the pillow for the whole night, Zhan Qing's scent still remained on it.

When Zhan Qing came out of the bathroom, he saw Qin Qiao still lying on the bed and was hugging the pillow.

Qin Qiao was in the process of falling asleep again when she felt something hit her head.

She sat up in shock.

Reaching her hand out, she saw a set of camouflage short sleeves shirts and pants…

"Get changed quickly." Zhan Qing himself was surprised at his good temper towards Qin Qiao.

Qin Qiao quickly grabbed the clothes and ran into the bathroom. She did not come out after a while.

Zhan Qing knocked on the door. "Qin Qiao, are you letting the grass grow under your feet?"

Zhan Qing's words were implying that Qin Qiao was a lazy donkey.

The door of the bathroom opened and Qin Qiao came out quietly while holding her pants up. The big camouflage short sleeves looked like a costume on her.

"Ninth Uncle, the pants… are too big…" Qin Qiao pushed the spectacles up her nose bridge with one hand and held the pants with the other.

She looked slightly comical but looked even cuter like that.

"Move your hand away!" Zhan Qing commanded in a deep voice as he looked at Qin Qiao's camouflage uniform.

Qin Qiao incredulously looked at Zhan Qing. If she let go, wouldn't her pants drop…?

"Let go!" Zhan Qing said coldly again. This time, he was obviously annoyed.

Qin Qiao immediately let go of her hand in fright and thus, her pants fell off…

Fortunately, the camouflage shirt was so big that it could still cover Qin Qiao's thighs.

Qin Qiao couldn't help but look down and feel uneasy, she was a girl after all!

Zhan Qing felt that his breathing was getting weird.

If this brat was put into Fighting Soul, it would be a disaster. How could he be so seductive…?

Seeing that Qin Qiao was about to bite her lip again, Zhan Qing immediately ordered, "No biting."

Qin Qiao shrunk her shoulders when she heard Zhan Qing.

Zhan Qing's heart was full of fire as he looked at Qin Qiao's wriggling posture…

As for what kind of fire, he did not think much about it.

"Think of a way out of yourself." Seeing that Qin Qiao's pants were falling off, Zhan Qing muttered such words and turned to leave.

Eventually, Qin Qiao found a rope to serve as her belt.

Even after drinking two large glasses of water, it still didn't extinguish the fire burning inside Zhang Qing's heart.

Was that fire anger or something else?

Qin Qiao started her first five-kilometer morning run and followed behind the team.

She saw that the others were running with ease. She, on the other hand, was about to catch on fire and panted so hard that she feared she might stop breathing at any time.

Her standing posture made her especially look like cooked noodles. She looked so weak that she looked as if she would fall down at any time.

Qin Qiao suddenly felt that her body was about to rise in the air and then she could easily run.

It seemed like a pair of wind-and-fire wheels was under her feet and that made it easier for her to run.