The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

Jiang Suihan didn't see his third brother's wrinkled face in pain at all, but looked down at Jiang Jiashu who was beside him.

"Jiashu, Fengchen said that the medicine to improve Mianmian's physique can be prescribed, can I prepare it now?"

Jiang Jiashu was short, and when Jiang Mianmian's back completely disappeared from his sight, he replied with a cold face: "It has already been sent there!"

Mian Mian was weak and sickly when she was a child. Although she looks healthy now, she can't just toss around casually.

As early as when he knew that she wanted to practice martial arts, he had already secretly prepared.

It's just that I'm not very good at learning skills now, so I used Feng Hu's prescription.

However, at this moment, the two of them don't know at all, whether it's Jiang Jiashu's or Feng Yu's, Sun Wanying's is useless.

The back garden of the Ke family villa.

Jiang Mianmian looked at the pitch black in front of her eyes, which still had a faint green soup, her whole face was wrinkled, and she didn't even want to breathe.

Because it smells so bad!
"Master...Master, what is this? Does Mianmian have to drink it?"

She opened her beautiful big eyes pitifully, pouted her mouth, and stepped back cautiously.

On Sun Wanying's indifferent and ruthless face, a blunt smile appeared, and her dry voice was full of firmness: "You must drink, it is good for your body!"

In fact, five-year-old Jiang Mianmian is not the best age for training, because her bones are still too fragile, commonly known as not growing well, and her bones are soft.

So it must be combined with a special concoction.

Otherwise, it is easy to grow short.

Jiang Mianmian looked up and knew that she couldn't refuse, she clenched her fists to cheer herself up, she was not afraid of hardship or tiredness, it was just a bowl of strange soup, she could do it.

She reached out to grab the medicine bowl as if she was heroic, paused, raised her head, and gulped down the medicine juice.

"Gu dong gu dong!"

"Ah, it's so bitter, so spicy... so bitter!"

What does it taste like?Jiang Mianmian felt that her taste buds were going to disappear, so she couldn't help sticking out her tongue after drinking it.

But the cold and ruthless Sun Wanying didn't seem to be moved. After taking the empty medicine bowl, she ordered: "Stand still, make fists with both hands, and run five laps around the garden."

Hearing this, Jiang Mianmian immediately sullenly said, "Yes!"

Following Sun Wanying's instructions, she ran along the garden with her fists clenched.

The back garden of the Ke family is very large. In fact, there is a distance of nearly 500 meters in one lap. Jiang Mianmian felt that her calf was about to break off after half of the run. It was astringent and painful. She looked at the other half The distance, howling in the bottom of my heart.

so tired!
But she can't give up.

Jiang Mianmian bit her small white teeth on her gradually pale lips, and her heavy breathing was accompanied by hot wind, rushing out of her throat.

Even though his footsteps were soft, he still did not give up.

Far away on the balcony on the second floor, Ke Wuxiu held a cup of sweet milk tea, squinted at the little one in the garden, and said with a smile, "How long do you think she can last?"

"I don't know!" Sun Wanying shook her head.

"Tell me your opinion." Ke Wuxiu said casually.

Hearing this, Sun Wanying always had a cold and murderous look on her face, she frowned tightly again, and said in silence for a moment: "Up to two laps! She is well protected by the Jiang family, and she has never been tired. Running 1000 meters is enough!"

In her tone, she did not conceal her indifference and contempt at all.

Yes, although he promised to teach that little girl, it was only because of the master's order.

But she herself didn't think that Jiang Mianmian could persevere, pampered people would never be able to accept any challenges, they would only be protected like waste.

Ke Wuxiu scratched his face, and after a while, suddenly said: "That might be!"

Sun Wanying was puzzled, there were so many children in the clan who wanted to be close to the master, and the master didn't want any of them, but here he was looking at a weak little girl who couldn't beat a chicken?Where is Jiang Mianmian's talent worthy of being valued?
She stared at Jiang Mianmian, watching her move step by step in the back garden, her whole body seemed to lie on the ground at any time, but her steps never stopped from the beginning to the end,

Is it persistence?
But persistence does not necessarily lead to results!
She still despised Jiang Mianmian.

After an unknown amount of time, Ke Wuxiu, who was silent, suddenly jumped into a faint smile, rubbed the glass, and said in a cool voice: "She has run around twice, Instructor Sun, go down and have a look, don't hurt her!"

"Yes!" Sun Wanying nodded, turned around and left the room.

In the back garden, Jiang Mianmian loosened her tightly clenched fists and clenched them again. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were half-closed, and she felt that everything in front of her seemed to be in a trance. Her soul seemed to be floating in mid-air, but The footsteps are still moving back and forth mechanically.

Not yet there.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you stick to it.

There are three more laps, three, two, one, easy to count.

Jiang Mianmian took another deep breath, and when she gasped again, her chest felt like a broken box, and the pain was unbearable.

It feels like she really wants to hold on and can't go on!

No, no!
Jiang Mianmian, you must become very powerful, you have no way out, you can't just be a little canary and be protected by your family, they have protected you for a lifetime, this time it's up to you to protect them!

She closed her eyes, and suddenly remembered that someone said that you can't breathe through your mouth while running. Thinking of this, she quickly closed her mouth.

But the sudden interruption of air gave her the illusion of suffocation, and she couldn't help bending over and coughing.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough...cough cough!"

The tired feet that couldn't lift up staggered and fell towards the firm ground.

Jiang Mianmian closed her eyes abruptly, waiting for the scene where her head was bleeding.

However, the next moment, she was grabbed by the collar, but soon, the man let go.

Jiang Mianmian gasped for breath with her eyes closed. She was so strong that she didn't let herself lie on the ground directly, but turned to look at Sun Wanying, who had a cold face and disgusted eyes.

"Master...Father!"

"You still have three laps to go!"

Sun Wanying embraced her with both arms, and looked at her coldly with lowered eyes.

Jiang Mianmian subconsciously pulled out a pale smile, and said obediently: "I will finish running, Master!"

She pressed on her chest, and ran again with heavy steps.

Behind her, Sun Wanying only felt a chill down her back, and a strong murderous aura enveloped her instantly. She moved her fingers, and turned her head stiffly to look at Ke Wuxiu on the second floor.

Not surprisingly, she saw her master showing a cold smile.

Sun Wanying turned around, stared at Jiang Mianmian's back with complicated eyes, and thought, do you really like the little girl in front of you so much?an underdog?
But even so, Sun Wanying didn't ask Jiang Mianmian to stop.

It wasn't until after the fifth lap that Jiang Mianmian hit the ground heavily with her light steps that she stood in front of Jiang Mianmian and said in a cold voice, "Stand up!"

Jiang Mianmian curled up her fingers slightly, and supported her arms softly to get up.

"Master...Father, I'm done running!" She said intermittently.

Beautiful faces with bright smiles.

It's just five laps, nothing to be proud of.

Sun Wanying said with a blank expression: "This is the end of today's training, come back tomorrow!"