When I came to the stairwell, I happened to be climbing the stairs together in three teams.

Qiao Ruoxin knows very well that Mo Chen's desire to win is very strong, which may be the strength in his genes, no matter what, he wants to compete for the first place.

The man took her hand and sped up the stairs.

But Lu Fei'er is a sportsman, and the host of her partner is also in good physical condition, so she climbs the building very fast, and after a while, she has already rushed in front of them.

Lu Xing'er, who came up later, snorted coldly at them: "My sister trains all year round, Qiao Ruoxin will only lag behind at your speed, don't think about winning this game!" ”

After speaking, Lu Xing'er also rushed in front of them.

A thin layer of sweat oozed from Qiao Ruoxin's forehead.

In fact, she is not usually so delicate, I don't know what is going on these days, I always feel very tired, and I feel tired when I move a little.

"Brother Mo Chen...... Otherwise, you go up first, I'll take my time by myself, and I'll grab the elevator. ”

Mo Chen clenched her hand, turned around and carried her on his back, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you lose, you have won many times." ”

Before she could react, she lay on the man's back.

Arms wrapped around the man's neck: "I can see the desire to win in your eyes, in fact, you really want to win." ”

The ......" man was silent for a few seconds: "It's nature, but it doesn't have to win." ”

Mo Chen carried her on her back and climbed the stairs much faster, and climbed three floors in one minute.

The man's physical strength is also gradually depleted, if he has not grabbed the elevator and climbs to the roof of the 40th floor, he may really be exhausted.

Qiao Ruoxin helped him wipe the beads of sweat on the side of his face, and sure enough, serious men are the most attractive.

When I climbed to the twentieth floor, it was time to grab the elevator again.

Mo Chen hesitated for a few seconds, if he grabbed the elevator, there must be many people in black who were in the way, but if he continued to climb the stairs, his physical strength would be too much, and his speed might become slower and slower.

"Let's grab the elevator!" She suggested.

The staff on the side reminded: "Warm reminder, the elevator battle on this floor may be more cruel." ”

Qiao Ruoxin frowned, even more cruel? Don't know what to expect?

At this time, the radio sounded: "Lu Fei'er and her couple have climbed to the thirtieth floor." ”

There was also a brief hint of surprise in Mo Chen's dark eyes, faster than he had imagined.

Qiao Ruoxin's eyes widened: "Let's grab the elevator, you climb the stairs with me on your back, it's too late." ”

"Hmm." The man gasped in response, though his handsome face was covered with beads of sweat.

Mo Chen carried her to the elevator passage, and sure enough, there was an impenetrable group of black-clothed people in front of her.

The elevator is on the 34th floor, and if you continue to descend, you will soon be open.

Qiao Ruoxin struggled to go down: "You put it down and rush over directly!" ”

The man's dark eyes stared at the floor where the elevator was descending at the moment, and quickly calculated in his mind that the approximate time to open the door would only take about twenty seconds to rush through the crowd to the elevator.

It's best to carry this imp on your back, and the time can be reduced by another five seconds.

"Little ghost, don't move, hold me tight."

She looked at the contour of the man's sexy side face, and was in a trance, not knowing what Mo Chen wanted to do.

But she still hugged the man's neck subconsciously.

Mo Chen stared straight ahead, staring at the numbers displayed above the elevator, and in the next second, he rushed over.

She was startled and closed her eyes tightly.

A group of men in black also rushed over, deliberately blocking them, throwing ocean balls at them, spraying water with water cannons, and spraying a huge amount of water.

It took Mo Chen ten seconds to rush out of the crowd, stopping in front of the elevator door, and then the elevator door slowly opened.

Quickly enter the elevator and close the elevator doors.

It was good for the man to put down her body, leaning against the elevator wall and gasping, closing his eyes, indeed tired.

It's the equivalent of extreme sports.

Qiao Ruoxin also leaned on the elevator to close and slow down for a long time, and her mind was full of the picture of Mo Chen rushing out of the crowd with her on her back just now, and there was a trace of emotion.

She looked at the man next to her, her whole body was soaking wet, and her hair was wet.

"Brother Mo Chen, are you okay?"

The man closed his eyes and leaned against the elevator to close, panting all the time, tired and tired.

Mo Chen opened his eyes, and there were still water droplets hanging on the mountain of thick eyelashes: "It's okay, I'm a little tired." ”

Just now, because Mo Chen was carrying her, she didn't spray any water, but the man's upper body was soaked.

The man stood up straight, his slender fingers ran through his hair, pulled back, and completely turned into a big back hairstyle, and his aura was full in an instant, sexy and mature and domineering.

"You've got a nice hairstyle, it's quite suitable for you." A smile welled up at the corner of her mouth.

She took out a tissue and stood on tiptoe to help the man wipe the water from his face.

Mo Chen looked at her little face and said in a deep voice: "Little ghost, I know that your physical strength is poor, but I didn't expect your physical strength to be so poor. ”

“……”

Qiao Ruoxin changed the topic: "It's really hard not to wear high heels, I want to wipe you, and I have to stand on tiptoe." ”

The man grabbed her slender waist, picked her up, and looked down at her: "Is it enough?" ”

"Hmm." She smiled.

After wiping the water from the man's face, she left the man's embrace and stood up straight.

Qiao Ruoxin suddenly felt a little dizzy, and shook her head to keep herself awake.

I don't know what's wrong with it these days, it's become so delicate.

With a ding dong, the elevator door slowly opened, and the thirtieth floor arrived.

She and Mo Chen stepped out of the elevator, only to find that the Lu sisters had not left yet, and it seemed that they were completing their task.

The staff prompted: "The task of this level is for the male guest to do fifty push-ups, but the princess must sit on the male guest's back. ”

No wonder the Lu sisters haven't completed the task yet.

Lu Xingyu is on the thin side, and Lu Xing'er looks like he is only more than a hundred pounds, which is a little difficult for Lu Xingyu.

And Lu Fei'er's perennial training athletes are also on the heavy side, so these two pairs have a bit of a hard time completing the task.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at Mo Ye beside her, she had just climbed so many stairs on her back, did she still have the strength to sit on push-ups? I have to hold her weight......

"Brother Mo Chen, are you okay?"

"A man can't listen to a woman who says he can't." He let out a sneer.

Then he walked to the task field, made a push-up position, and then raised his eyes to look at her: "Little ghost, come here." ”

Qiao Ruoxin's eyes revealed a faint worry.

After all, Mo Chen's exercise today is too much, she can't bear it, although she is not heavy, but she is also 95 pounds.

She walked up to the man, hesitating to sit down.

Mo Chen stared at the ground and said in a deep voice: "Sit up, sit on your waist." ”

At this point, the other two pairs stopped to look at them.