Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"If you don't sell the house, you can't afford it. This car costs at least hundreds of thousands~~ dollars."

Wife:

At this time.

Red light turns green.

The Hummer started slowly and drove away.

Black and golden, with a huge body, he is domineering everywhere.

The return rate is not lower than those supercars.

It was none other than Yang Zhuo in the cab.

He likes to drive this car very much.

Have a sense of strength.

It fits well with his attributes.

The kind of sports car that crosses the speed bump like an old lady crossing the road is really boring to drive.

Still such a big guy with energy.

And there is also a sense of security. An ordinary car can't hit it at all when the speed is not much different.

Cab.

Yang Zhuo had a smile on his face and was in a very good mood.

He just came out of the field management center, and today's training is over.

It also means that this year's training is over.

On annual leave.

Tomorrow he can go home for the New Year.

Home.

杨卓

Get out of the garage and leisurely go back to the inner courtyard.

As soon as he reached the door of the main room, the phone rang.

"Mr. Yang Zhuo, I am delivering a courier, open the door quickly!"

Hearing this playful voice, Yang Zhuo smiled and said, "Okay, here we come!"

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

When I opened the door, I saw a black Audi.

So he opened the telescopic guardrail in front of the open space to let the car in.

The car stopped and turned off.

After An Yufei got off the car, she trotted over.

Wearing a down jacket and wearing a ball head.

"Yang Zhuo!"

There is joy in the voice.

She hasn't been here for a week, and she hasn't been out of the house when she's bored at home. She's almost suffocated.

"Sissy."

Yeon-joo was happy to see her too.

Then the two entered.

"Are you really on vacation?"

"Well, the holiday lasts until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."

Hearing this, An Yufei blinked her eyes, and asked expectantly, "Then when will you go back to your hometown?"

"tomorrow"

After Yang Zhuo said these two words, seeing a look of disappointment flashed across her face, he immediately changed his mind: "No reply!"

"what?"

"Ah what? I said I won't come back tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhuo walked towards the Hanging Flower Gate with his pocket in his pocket.

The surprise on An Yufei's face couldn't be concealed, and she happily followed behind, asking, "Then what are you going to do tomorrow?"

"this one"

There was a smile on the corner of Yang Zhuo's mouth: "Tomorrow I plan to buy some gifts to take home."

"I'm the best at picking gifts! My mother brings gifts to my grandma and aunt, and I pick them all. And my dad, he also likes the gifts I bought!"

An Yufei hinted frantically.

Yang Zhuo is not stupid, so he naturally knows what this girl means, and he just wants him to take the initiative to invite her.

"Then, can I ask you to help me choose a gift tomorrow?"

"this one"

An Yufei overtook him, walking in front with her hands behind her back: "I don't like shopping very much."

Good guy.

Just now he hinted crazily, but now he is arrogant again.

The little one is kind of cute.

Yang Zhuo said with a smile: "Cissy, you are so pretty, you must be very helpful?"

"Hey, that girl will help you once!"

After finishing speaking, An Yufei trotted to the living room.

Good guy!

Be your own home.

down the corridor.

Yang Zhuo walked slowly with his pocket in his pocket, and he was in a particularly good mood.

I don't know if it's because of the holiday, or because of An Yufei's arrival.

Or both.

At this moment, An Yufei trotted back again: "Hey, Yang Zhuo, when are you going shopping tomorrow?"

"Nine o'clock in the morning! Is that all right?"

"can!"

After speaking, An Yufei turned around and ran away again.

Come and go without a trace.

Enter the living room.

Yang Zhuo joked with a smile: "Cissy, no wonder your previous name was Feng, you are a girl like Feng."

"That's my dad's name!"

Saying that, An Yufei picked up his guitar: "I can play it too, let me sing you a song."

"Okay, I can't ask for it."

Yang Zhuo took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack.

Put on your slippers, come to the sofa and sit down.

An Yufei gently plucked the strings:

"Under the far blue sky

surging golden waves

right there used to be you and me

loved place

"

Her singing skills are not that good, but she is very attentive and smooth.

Definitely learned a lot.

"Let the lost vows fly

blow with the westerly wind

like your soft long hair

Zeng Fenfang, my dreamland

"

After singing the song, An Yufei looked at Yang Zhuo with blinking eyes.

Waiting for review.

“Not professional enough!”

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhuo added: "But it sounds better than professional ones."

The corners of An Yufei's mouth couldn't help but curl up after a wave of eagerness to rise.

Afterwards, the two chatted.

One sentence here and another, aimless, but I like it very much.

"Yang Zhuo, what training plan do you have after the new year?"