Chapter 212: The Body Is Honest

Ningyuan's central park is full of greenery.

But it is estimated that it will not be long before the sad scene of falling leaves will be staged.

Zhuo Fei wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with a towel, looked at the girl who ran over, grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Sister Wan'er." ”

I know Zhuo Fei, has a pair of long legs, is a durable face, and has a pair of A, of course there will be no one else except Wang Wan'er.

Wang Wan'er smiled at Zhuo Fei and showed a bright smile: "Let's come another five kilometers." ”

Zhuo Fei raised his hand and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, let me take two more breaths." ”

Wang Wan'er said with a smile while running in place: "The more tired you are, the more persistent you must be, so as to stimulate the potential in your body." ”

Zhuo Fei did make sense when he heard this, but he always felt that this was not like what Wang Wan'er said, so he asked, "Who did you learn from?"

Wang Wan'er replied: "Well, I've recently made up some hot-blooded anime..."

Zhuo Fei: "Sure enough..."

Wang Wan'er also raised her little fist: "You have to come on, when you really get into the ring, my sister will go to cheer you on, but you can't be knocked down with a punch." ”

Zhuo Fei: "......"

The heart-piercing point is not the past when he was knocked down by a punch, but that he is now far away from the ring.

After almost a month of professional training, his body fat content is still not up to standard, and he still needs to gain weight after losing weight and gaining muscle.

Not to mention going to the ring, even in the friendly match within the boxing gym, he seems to be abused now.

Fortunately, in this boring life, he met his white moonlight...

Don't get me wrong, it's not Wang Wan'er.

Wang Wan'er appeared in the provincial capital to find Zhuo Fei to catch up, in fact, it was only a week ago.

After leaving Jiangcheng, Wang Wan'er went to the imperial capital for more than half a month of international aviation training, and then returned to Ningyuan and became a flight attendant on international flights.

Don't look at them as flight attendants, but there is a fundamental difference between domestic and domestic and domestic and foreign in terms of salary.

The reason why I chose to return to Ningyuan to work is, of course, because it is close to Jiangcheng and closer to my parents.

Wang Wan'er didn't tell anyone except Su Yu about returning to Ningyuan to work, but she contacted Zhuo Fei, because in this strange city where she had no friends, she really needed friends.

Naturally, in addition to occasional dinner appointments, the two will also go for a morning run together.

Today is just an ordinary day, as long as Wang Wan'er is okay in the morning, she will find Zhuo Fei to run together, so that her complexion looks healthier and healthier.

Seeing that Zhuo Fei was pierced in the heart, Wang Wan'er smiled again: "Oh, by the way, did your white moonlight take a look at you?"

Zhuo Fei was grief-stricken: "No. ”

"Come, turn grief into strength, let's run. ”

Wang Wan'er shook her ponytail and ran two steps forward, but when she turned around, she found that Zhuo Fei had not followed her.

Zhuo Fei took out his mobile phone from his arm pocket, glanced at his WeChat and said in surprise: "Senior brother, they are in Ningyuan." ”

Wang Wan'er glanced at him: "I know." ”

"Know?"

Wang Wan'er nodded, of course she knew that Su Yu sent WeChat to her when she came to Ningyuan.

"Dinner together that night?"

"You didn't ask me out. ”

"Senior brother, they didn't know that you were also in Ningyuan, and you didn't say it in the group, and you didn't let me say it."

"I ......"

"Are you afraid to see my senior brother?"

"When was I, Wang Wan'er, afraid?"

Zhuo Fei showed a sunny smile: "It's not time for you to encourage me to talk to my goddess every day, talk about others one by one, to yourself." ”

Wang Wan'er gritted her teeth: "Why don't you just have a meal, go, but don't tell them now." ”

"You're not going to run away when it's time to eat, are you?"

Wang Wan'er didn't answer and ran forward.

Zhuo Fei followed, and said with a smile: "You still like my senior brother." ”

Wang Wan'er replied: "Get out." ”

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After the morning run, Wang Wan'er returned to her rented apartment.

Obviously, she asked Zhuo Fei not to tell Zhang Xiaojian that they were because she really didn't plan to go or not.

It's just that her thoughts are tangled, but her body is very honest.

As soon as she got home, she went into the bathroom, opened her makeup box, carefully washed her face, and then dipped her newly bought foundation with a cotton pad, and carefully spread it evenly on her face.

Then she drew her eyebrows, stretched her neck, and stretched her face, and she used her eyebrow pencil to outline her eyebrows little by little.

Finish with brow strokes, apply shadow, eye shadow, mascara, and lip gloss.

After working for almost half an hour, Wang Wan'er looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly felt that this makeup was a little too grand?

So she plunged her head into the washbasin again, washed off all the delicate makeup she had already painted, dried her face and began to put on makeup again.

....

Light makeup should be painted well, but it is more difficult and more detailed than delicate and heavy makeup.

So this time, Wang Wan'er took a longer time, and after finishing the painting, she took the mirror and carefully checked it again, and made sure that everything was perfect, and then walked out of the bathroom.

Then she sat down on the couch and thought... Are you really going?

Without being entangled for long, the body dominated her again...

Wang Wan'er dragged out her three large suitcases, took out all the clothes she thought looked good, and spread them in all the spaces as far as her eye could see.

Then carefully start trying on clothes, looking in the mirror, trying on clothes, looking in the mirror....

The process lasted until noon, and she didn't decide whether to wear a dress, jeans and a T-shirt that looked a little more casual, or a slightly more professional outfit like a shirt.

So, she ordered a lunch.

While eating, she thought that if it was a dress, she would have to wear small heels, and if it was jeans, she would still have to wear sneakers.

Thinking about it, Wang Wan'er thought about why she was like this...

So she put down her chopsticks, put all her clothes back in the suitcase, and when she sat down again, she found that she couldn't eat.

Putting the takeaway back in the plastic bag when it was delivered, Wang Wan'er lay on the bed in a large shape and looked at the ceiling for a long time, as if she was thinking about something she couldn't understand.

It seems that because I can't figure it out, the more I think about it, the more confused I become.

And then.. Wang Wan'er fell asleep.

When I woke up, the sky was already red, and the sunset lit up every inch of the apartment.

Wang Wan'er's mobile phone buzzed, and she opened it to see that it was a message sent to her by Zhuo Fei, with the address of the hotel and the number of the private room written on it.

So she opened the suitcase that had just been filled, and began to look in the mirror again, try on clothes, look in the mirror, try on clothes...

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