Chapter 2079 You Are Not Allowed to Influence His Ideas (14)

As time passed, a large number of the fallen boys in the class collapsed on the ground, panting.

All the girls' eyes were drawn to Song Ning and the others.

Then he took a breath and said, "Oh my God, their physical strength is so good. It's not like those boys who can't do it after just a few."

One of them complained softly, "He still blames me for being heavy. You know, I haven't even weighed 100 pounds. I surrendered after doing three."

"Song Ning has done it for more than twenty years."

"Luo Zifeng is not bad either."

The girls exclaimed and whispered among themselves.

The boy's breathing was relatively steady, his hands were on the ground, and as he moved up and down, the white back of his neck was like a shadow.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but stare.

Perhaps it was because of the hot weather, a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead and ran down his cheeks.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the drops of sweat.

three.

two.

one.

Shen Mubai, "..."

Sweat is still hanging on there stubbornly.

She felt a little itchy for no reason and couldn't help but reach out.

"Don't move."

The boy turned his face slightly, looked over, and looked straight at her.

Shen Mubai trembled and almost slipped down, half-supporting his body, "Well, I didn't mean it."

She really couldn't bear the feeling that this drop of sweat could not fall away.

Shen Mubai glanced secretly, and finally, at the moment when the other party turned around, he reached out quickly and touched the crowded cheek with lightning speed.

With a touch of moist heat.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

But he didn't feel the person underneath him suddenly pause.

Song Ning lowered his eyes slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, "What are you doing?"

His breathing was a little quick.

Even his voice was deeper than usual.

Shen Mubai was stunned for a moment, then said, "I'll help you wipe your sweat."

She felt Song Ning's breathing and stayed still.

Luo Zifeng was so angry that his lungs exploded.

He stared intently at the two people over there who were blatantly flirting, whether he was his fiancé or not.

Suddenly I felt a slight movement on my body, and I almost got angry, "Do you have hemorrhoids on your butt?"

Lan Xi's face stiffened.

Then it was stained with a blush of humiliation.

She couldn't bear it anymore.

She usually likes to eat seafood, but the original owner doesn't like it very much, and every time she eats it, her stomach will feel uncomfortable.

Lan Xi ate a lot yesterday, and she never expected that she would have a stomachache at this time.

Suddenly everyone felt bad.

But she couldn't make a joke at this time, absolutely not.

So I continued to hold it in with difficulty and forbearance.

All the boys in the class fell down one by one, and in the end only Song Ning and Luo Zifeng were left.

Both of them were outstanding in appearance, one was a cold academic master and the other was a wealthy young master. The girls in the class instantly became excited.

"Oh my god, Song Ning is so awesome. He's so good at studies, but I didn't expect his physical strength to be so good. Oh my god. The key is that he still looks cool when doing push-ups, and he looks sexy."

"Luo Zifeng has a great figure."

"Song Ning's isn't bad either, and don't you think he looks cold and abstinent when he usually wears school uniform? I really want to lift up his clothes and see his abs."

Sweat was streaming down Luo Zifeng's forehead. Seeing that Song Ning had no intention of defeat, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

This guy.

Shen Mubai glanced at his fiancé, who was still insisting.

She couldn't help but sneak into the boy's ear, "Song Ning, are you okay?"