Song Zimo and Yi Yiyi found a shady place to sit down. She took off her hat and took out a tissue to wipe the sweat on her forehead. She could imagine the military training that was to come, and she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it at that level.
"Zimo, let's wait and buy some iced Coke to quench our thirst." Zhou Yiyi finished the water, panting and fanning himself with his hat.
"No, the instructor said at the beginning that you can't run to the mall during training." She wiped the sweat from her forehead casually and looked up at the blue sky. She didn't know how well Tian Jing was trained and whether he would be much better than herself.
There were a few footsteps nearby. She looked up and met Jiang Yucheng's eyes.
There were two boys beside him. Song Zimo recognized Jiang Yucheng as being from his class, but the other two had no impression of him.
Jiang Yucheng sat casually on the open ground under Xu Wei's pull. The olive green shirt he was wearing had unzipped and unbuttoned. It could be seen that the white shirt underneath was slightly wet with sweat, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and the tip of his nose.
The cheeks are light crimson, but the face still looks cold, the jawline is always tight, and the breath around the body is even more refreshing.
Intention: I can see you all the time, and I don't care about the weather, so I can't be separated from you