Zheng Chengxian tiptoed out half of his body, carefully observing the situation in the gym. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info didn't see Kim Jong Kook's muscular man, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. While greeting the people around him with a smile on his face, he walked on the treadmill.

"Chengxian, come up and play with me."

A voice as thin as a mosquito, but no less than Hong Zhong Da Lu for Zheng Chengxian. He couldn't help but freeze, turned his head mechanically, and saw Kim Jong Kook standing in the boxing ring, looking at him with a smile in full armor.

Jung Sung-hyun couldn't help but think of a legendary animal.

I remember that when I was reading novels in my previous life, he read the word "laughing bear" from other people's books several times. It is said that when this bear catches its prey, it will first hold it in its arms and make a sound similar to laughter, and when it has laughed enough, it will bite off the prey's head.

I didn't know if there was such a bear, but the smiling Kim Jong Kook in front of him made Jung Sung-hyun suspect that maybe there really was such a terrible animal in the world.

"Morning, Brother Zhong Guo."

Jung Sung-hyun smiled and waved his hand to say hello:

"I didn't see you just now."

Kim Jong Kook turned his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window, and said with a smile: "It's not early, I've been waiting for you for a day." ”

"Hehe, brother is so polite, this is not good."

Zheng Chengxian is serious with a smiling face:

"People will think that you are too friendly, and then I don't know how many wonderful women will have thoughts that they shouldn't have. In this way, my brother will be very troubled. ”

"Well, that makes sense, thanks for the suggestion."

Jin Zhongguo nodded matter-of-factly: "You give me such a good opinion, I must thank you." Come, today I will hand over to you the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, and I won't teach him if ordinary people want to learn it. ”

As he spoke, he threatened as if he had hit each other with his fists, and the dull voice made Zheng Chengxian shrink his neck, crying and saying with a sad face: "Brother, I haven't been feeling well for the past two days, it seems that I have a cold, let's learn another day." ”

"It's just right, I sweat when I move, and I get better if I catch a cold." Kim Jong Kook gritted his teeth and smiled fiercely, not waiting for Jung Sung-hyun to say anything. Jumped straight off the platform and walked over step by step with his shoulders on his shoulders.

"That's right, brother, didn't you say you wanted a song last time, I've already written it. Why don't I sing it to you? Zheng Chengxian was grabbed by the collar, like a little chicken, and reluctantly moved to the boxing ring.

"That's not in a hurry~"

Kim Jong Kook replied lightly:

"Look at your weak body, brother, I feel distressed, let me help you practice well."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zheng Chengxian feels that when he says the word "drill", he seems to have a murderous aura.

"Brother Zhong Guo, what can't you say well?"

was dragged to the boxing ring by life, and it was mandatory to wear protective gear, Zheng Chengxian said as if he was mourning.

"Look at what you're saying."

Kim Jong Kook glared dissatisfied, and in the illusion, Jung Sung-hyun felt that there was a flash of light. Don't care how Kim Jong Kook's eyes are so small, how he can see it, in short, Zheng Sung-hyun just saw it.

"I saw that you were sick, and I wanted to help you sweat during your activities, and your illness would be cured. Brother is a good heart, how can you misunderstand it? Saying that, Kim Jong Kook seemed to be joking, and punched Zheng Sung-hyun on the shoulder.

Fortunately, there were people standing on the side, otherwise Zheng Chengxian would have to roll off the stage this time.

Under his step-by-step pressing, Zheng Chengxian couldn't help but get angry. neatly put on protective gear and walked towards Kim Jong Kook, with a resolute look on his fists.

"Say it first, don't slap your face."

Kim Jong Kook shrugged:

"Just don't bite."

As soon as the words fell, the fierce left fist went straight to the door of Zheng Chengxian.

。。。

"Why are you like this~ I said that I wouldn't slap my face."

In the corner of the gym, Jung Sung-hyun covered his cheeks and angrily protested Kim Jong Kook's atrocities.

After one game, he couldn't remember how many punches he had eaten.

I only know that at this moment, a mouthful of teeth is about to fly, and my eyes are full of golden stars.

"Who told you to bite me?"

Looking at the clear tooth marks on his left forearm, Kim Jong Kook replied lightly: "Who did you see boxing with bites?" ”

"Mike? Tyson! ”

Zheng Chengxian said confidently.

Kim Jong Kook was choked and almost didn't take his back to breath, and glared at him viciously. Lowering his head, he asked lightly while undressing his gloves:

"Did Han Jiaren Xi find it?"

"Nope!"

Zheng Chengxian rubbed his face and replied angrily.

"Do you know where to go?"

"I don't know!"

Kim Jong Kook stopped untying his gloves and looked at him with a smile.

Zheng Chengxian couldn't do it, and said unwillingly:

"Brother, it's not that I don't look for it. Yes, I was able to get a ticket through the airline Chanuna, but then the news leaked out. You know the pen of a journalist, and God knows how they will write when the time comes? ”

"Then you let her go out by herself, won't you worry? What if you run into the bad guys? ”

Kim Jong Kook said with a worried face.

"Where are so many bad guys?"

Zheng Chengxian didn't care about the perfunctory sentence, and when he saw Kim Jong Kook's face change, he hurriedly changed his words: "Nuna is almost thirty years old, and she is smarter than you and me, she can take care of herself." ”

"Aren't you worried at all?"

Kim Jong Kook's face was ugly.

"I'm worried~"

Jung Sung-hyun straightened his legs and leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling above with his eyes:

But what about worrying? At this stage, whether it's me or her, or Sapphire Blue, everyone needs some time to sort out their mood. If you have to meet in a hurry at this time, it will not necessarily help things. ”

Kim Jong Kook nodded approvingly:

"What you said also makes sense, if we meet at this time, everyone will be angry, and it will be even worse if things are not good."

"Yes~"

Zheng Chengxian replied affirmatively, and then said with a little melancholy:

"As long as I know that Nuna ran away on her own and wasn't kidnapped, I'm much more relieved. As for the relationship between us...", he bit his lip, "When Nuna thinks it through, she should contact me." ”

"Definitely!"

I don't know if this last sentence is for Kim Jong Kook or for himself.

After saying that, he just looked at the ceiling directly, no longer making a sound, and didn't know what he was thinking in his head.

。。。

The bright moonlight casts into the living room, pulling out long shadows from the furniture in the darkness. The surroundings looked a little weird, Han Jiaren hugged the pillows, huddled in the sofa and did not move.

She deliberately didn't turn on the lights, because if they did, they would make the cottage look empty and deserted. But when the lights went out, the dark environment made her feel a little afraid. But even then, she was reluctant to turn on the lights. Compared with the loneliness of light, darkness can at least make people feel as if something is tightly accompanying them, so that they are not so lonely.

Ever since talking to Jelina that day, she's been thinking about herself, and she's never been able to make up her mind.

Zheng Chengxian's text message, as if it had magical powers, made her look at it and think about it. There was always a throbbing in her heart urging her to call back, but every time she picked up her phone, it was as hot as grabbing a soldering iron.

That's it at this point, the phone is right next to her, and for nearly an hour, she grabs it up and puts it down, and then grabs it up and puts it down. The cycle repeats itself like a delicate doll that has been wound up.

Repeatedly, Han Jiaren gritted her teeth suddenly, grabbed her phone again with resolute eyes, found Zheng Chengxian's number and pressed the send button again.

The phone was still unanswered, and there was a dead silence.

Suddenly, Han Jiaren's heart beat violently, and an indescribable great fear hit her heart, causing her to hang up the phone in a panic and viciously throw it out of the way. (To be continued.) )