Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 871 Can't Keep Up With Him
Zhang Meng looked at Yuan Ming suspiciously, hesitated for a long time before he said, "You really have no other thoughts about Chris?"

Yuan Ming was unable to roll his eyes anymore, he sighed and said, "A friend's wife should not be bullied, why would I touch someone you like?"

"Okay." Zhang Meng curled his lips, and returned to normal in a blink of an eye, "Hey, then do you think Chris is satisfied with our hot pot today? Do you think she will be happy because of me? Your cooking skills fall in love with me?!"

"..." Yuan Ming waved his hand and went straight back to the bedroom.

Brother... don't you have eyes?Where do you see that Chrissy likes you in the slightest? !

The girl's dislike is almost written all over her face, can't you see? ?

After closing the door, Yuan Ming sighed softly. He casually took a bottle of red wine and poured himself a glass. Then, with the bottle in one hand, he shook the liquid in the glass with the other, intending to blow some air on the balcony.

As soon as he stepped out of the balcony door, he heard Chris's voice from beside him: "What a coincidence."

Yuan Ming turned his head and saw that Chris had already changed into her nightgown. He smiled helplessly and raised his wine glass as a greeting to her.

Chris propped her chin on one hand, and looked up at the dark night sky: "The weather in London is so bad... Can the imperial capital see the stars?"

"I can't see it." Yuan Ming turned around, leaning his back against the railing, and slowly drank the wine in his glass.

Chris sighed again, she looked away, turned to look at Yuan Ming: "Give me a glass of wine."

Yuan Ming was slightly taken aback, then leaned over and handed her the whole bottle of wine.

Chris looked at his side face, pursed her lips unconsciously, and then reached out to take the wine.

Chris went back to her room to get a wine glass, and when she came out again, Yuan Ming was no longer on the balcony next to her.

Chris stood there blankly for a while, then snorted softly, poured herself a glass of wine, and continued to drink slowly while standing on the balcony.

The wind at night was very cool, and Chris didn't know how long she stood on the balcony. When she wanted to go back to her room to sleep, her legs were numb.

"hiss……"

She gasped, and rubbed her legs for a while while holding on to the railing before she recovered a little. She frowned, and walked slowly back to the bedroom while holding on to the wall.

Yuan Ming lay on the bed, staring at the white ceiling in a daze.

Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng, Chris, Zhang Meng, Chris, Chris, Chris...

At first he was thinking about Zhang Meng, but after thinking about it, Chris's figure began to sway in front of his eyes inexplicably.

Yuan Ming rubbed his forehead irritably.

Damn, don't think about it, go to sleep!

It's just that he tossed and turned, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Staring almost all night, Yuan Ming was particularly lethargic when he woke up the next day.

This night, he felt more tired than exploring in the jungle.

When he got up, Zhang Meng hadn't woken up yet. Yuan Ming put on his sportswear and went for a run in the school playground. Just as he was leaving, he saw Chris who happened to be going out.

"..."

How the hell is this such a coincidence? !
This is certainly not a coincidence.

Of course he didn't know that Chris had been waiting by the door for more than ten minutes, just waiting to hear the sound of the door opening on their side.

If Chris hadn't closed the door so quickly, Yuan Ming could have seen the chair beside the door.

Hmm... Some girl who also had a good night's sleep couldn't afford to stand and wait.

"Are you going for a run too?" Chris looked at Yuan Ming with a bright smile on her pretty face.

"Yeah." Yuan Ming responded, thinking that going out in sportswear this morning, isn't it just running? !Otherwise, what else can we do? ?

"Then I'll be with you."

Affirmative.

She said yes.

Not asking what he meant at all.

Yuan Ming's heart...

He kind of wanted to go back and lift Zhang Meng from the bed, but this idea only stayed in his mind for a moment and then disappeared.

Yuan Ming would rather go for a run with Chris than to wake Zhang Meng up.

Getting Zhang Meng to wake up is an impossible task, and he has been experimenting for two years.

Turns out: really impossible.

The guy fell asleep as if he was dead, and the earthquake couldn't wake him up.

Yuan Ming walked into the elevator while moving his sore neck, and Chris followed behind him like a little tail, moving his neck like a model—her neck also hurts, maybe it was yesterday It's because I spent too long looking up on the balcony at night.

Apart from the apartment building, Yuan Ming started jogging, and Chris followed him, and it was very easy to keep up.

There was no one on the street at the moment, and occasionally there were people running just like them.

After jogging all the way to the school playground, Yuan Ming's warm-up was over. His speed began to accelerate, getting faster and faster, but his breathing was steady, not even rough.

Chris only followed for a quarter of a circle before being left behind by him. Looking at Yuan Ming's back, Chris clenched her teeth tightly, and she pursed her lips tightly, regardless of whether she was capable or not. Running so fast, he gritted his teeth and accelerated accordingly.

It's just... She fell further and further away.

When Yuan Ming passed her again, it was only two or three minutes later.

Sweat began to ooze from the corners of Chris's forehead, she stared at Yuan Ming's back, even though she knew she could not catch up with him, she never stopped, just ran and ran...

After Yuan Ming ran ten laps, he saw that Chris had already sluggishly walked, obviously exhausted and unable to support her.

There is a difference between running in the morning and running in the daytime. In the early morning, the oxygen content in the air is not so sufficient, and people have not eaten breakfast, so their physical strength cannot be compared with that in the daytime.

This is Chris's first morning run, how does she know this?
To be able to run to the present is all due to a single-minded effort.

Yuan Ming ran to her side, stopped helplessly, and said as he walked, "Okay, you have no strength."

Chrissy's face turned pale, she didn't stop walking, she just gave Yuan Ming a sideways glance, the meaning in that look was obvious——

It's not your fault!

Yuan Ming rubbed his nose. He never said that he would wait for her, let alone let her chase him.

I thought this eldest lady was just a novelty for a while, but who would have thought that she would be so persistent!

Yuan Ming stretched out his hand and pressed Chris's shoulder, forcing her to stop. Yuan Ming frowned softly, "Don't make trouble, the hospital is not open yet!"

Chris really couldn't hold on any longer, she stopped, her legs softened and she almost sat on the ground.

Yuan Ming quickly grabbed her arm: "Don't sit down, walk slowly."

"I, I can't walk anymore..." Chris looked at him with a hint of pity in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)