The male god of quick time travel, don't trick me anymore

Chapter 172 Mr. Interpol's Little Wife (11)

Eight high school students, including Zhuang Yi, followed Fang Xu to the training room upstairs.

Someone laughed and said, "Teacher Fang, do you still do private fitness here on weekdays?"

It's no wonder he thought so, it's really a big training room, at least all the training equipment he's seen can be seen here.

Of course, there are many things he doesn't know.

The excitement was quickly replaced by the exhaustion brought about by Fang Xu's high-intensity training requirements.

"You go first, Zhuang Yi stays, I need to explain something to you."

The rest of the people didn't think much, and ran out of the room with trembling legs at a speed that was difficult to achieve in such a physical condition. They didn't lie down until they could no longer see the house. On the grass beside me, I closed my eyes and didn't even want to catch my breath
Indeed, the devil!
As for Song Rong, as early as when he gave them a cold look when they went upstairs, he tactfully found an excuse and ran away.

The two of them were sitting a little far apart. Although they were on the same sofa, they were still far apart from each other.

"Are you sitting so far away because you are afraid that I will eat you?"

"No, I'm afraid of a strong man, a strong man with a high force value, maybe a strong man in a beastly dress, who has evil intentions against a weak little girl."

Fang Xu choked.

This reason is very good and appropriate.

Zhuang Yi still held a mobile phone in her hand, browsing the webpage very relaxedly.

There was no trace of worry at all.

"Why, do you really want to do something to your students?"

Looking at the person who was standing in front of her at some point, looking down on her, Zhuang Yi put down her phone and spoke a little casually.

Fang Xu embraced his arms, stood up straight, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spit out nondescript words from those beautifully thin lips.

"You really want to piss me off?"

Did not continue the above words.

Zhuang Yi sneered, and then she really looked at him squarely, staring at his eyes as deep as Xinghai: "Is there anything in you that is worth my effort to annoy you? It's just a stranger I've only met a few times .”

stranger?
As soon as these words came out, a string in Fang Xu's mind suddenly broke.

A blurry picture flashed in his mind, so fast that he had no time to grasp any information in it.

His face turned pale, and his body shook uncontrollably. He was about to fall, but Zhuang Yi immediately stood up and supported him.

With unabashed concern blurted out: "What's wrong with you?"

Helping him to sit down, his hand caught his pulse very quickly.

Fang Xu calmed down for a moment, dazed, his eyes were a little vain, as if he couldn't catch anything that he could focus on.

He turned his head to look at the person who was frowning and feeling his pulse.

For a long time, there was no sound in the room, only the sound of Fang Xu's heavy and rapid breathing.

At this moment, he was leaning on the back of the sofa, the angle was just right, just enough to see the smiling face of the person who tilted his head to feel his pulse.

The worry in her eyes was clear, and for some reason, she felt her heart warm up.

Her face is beautiful, smooth without any blemishes, and the pores on her face are clearly visible. The most beautiful thing is her pair of small and exquisite ears,

It may be because the weather is too hot, the earlobe is a little red, and there is no sweat that most people should have at this time.

(End of this chapter)