Zhou Yili and Su Qianqing didn't know which corner they ran to, but when they stopped, they were both a little out of breath.

"Jiang Li, you said, if you sing a song, we still have to run eight hundred, are you tired?" Su Qianqing really couldn't run, so he finally stopped, bent his back, propped his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath.

"You think I want to run!" Zhou Yili was a little panting, but it was okay, not too tired. Zhou Yili couldn't help laughing when he saw Su Qianqing being so tired that he was about to stop cooking.

"Qianqing, you are really, it's time to step up your workout. In the future, if your physical strength can't keep up, I won't show mercy. ”

"Huh?" Su Qianqing didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Yili's words for a while, but when he saw Zhou Yili's smiling gaze, he suddenly understood.

Su Qianqing couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pinched Zhou Yili's waist, this guy is getting more and more improper.

"Zhou Yili, you are sick!"

"Do you have any medicine?"

"I'm myrrh!" Su Qianqing couldn't help but glance at Zhou Yili.

"But you're my medicine." And someone's love words come as they say.

Su Qianqing glanced at Zhou Yili with disgust, "You're sick to death!" ”

"The moment I fell in love with you, I was hopeless."

“······” Su Qianqing really wanted to rush up for a moment, pry open Zhou Yili's head, and see what Zhou Yili was thinking about in his head for a day.

"Haha, okay, it's eleven o'clock now, let's go eat, play all morning, it's time to take a break, eat something, and feel comfortable." Zhou Yili likes to see Su Qianqing's expression the most.

It's just a deflated expression, and it's cute.

"Okay, where to eat?" Su Qianqing was obviously more interested in eating, and directly grabbed Zhou Yili's arm, and changed his face quite quickly.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhou Yili also did not debunk the fact that Su Qianqing wanted to change the topic.

"I want to eat hot pot." When Su Qianqing said this, he cautiously glanced at Zhou Yili, and when his transparent eyes looked at Zhou Yili, the whole person looked very innocent.

"If you want to eat hot pot, you can eat it." Zhou Yan was so fond that she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and pat Su Qianqing's little head, "What's the matter?" ”

"But if you want to sing, will it be bad for your voice if you eat hot pot?" Su Qianqing is worried about this.

"Don't worry, it's okay to eat hot pot once in a while." Zhou Yili thought it was a big deal, so that Qianqing was cute to herself, and after hearing Su Qianqing's explanation, she suddenly cried and laughed.

"Really?" Su Qianqing was still a little worried.

"Don't you know that there is a kind of hot pot called Mandarin Duck Pot?" Zhou Yili's right hand gently scratched Su Qianqing's nose, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"If you make a mandarin duck pot, you will lose the taste of hot pot!" Su Qianqing pursed his lips, "But it's okay, anyway, what I eat is not an authentic hot pot, hum." ”

"Okay, later, we'll go eat authentic hot pot." Zhou Yili smiled dotingly, as long as she wanted, he was willing to give her all this and meet what she wanted.

"Okay." Su Qianqing smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Why don't we go to the hot pot restaurant we ate at last time?" Zhou Yili thought about it for a while, but he really didn't know which hot pot restaurant was delicious, so he could only propose to go to the hot pot restaurant where he and Qianqing ate for the first time.

Forehead ······

Su Qianqing's smile stiffened on his face.