So who is she?

In terms of Chenye's stubborn temperament, it is impossible for him to find a stand-in by his side, so this girl may be a divine comedy.

That's why Xinbao cares about her so much.

It's just that the Divine Comedy is back, and Qi Xinbao's mind will be in vain!

The silly girl always thought that she was just taking Mu Chenye as her brother, but he could see that this love had surpassed family affection.

Alas, forget it, let it be!

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Shenqu'er had only passed two laps, and she was already out of breath.

She wondered how she could get the job done.

My eyes rolled and I paid attention.

"Adjutant Zhao, I'll go back and drink saliva!"

After Shenqu'er finished speaking, he went back.

Instead of looking for water, she went to the bathroom, locked the door, and entered the space.

As soon as he stepped into it, a rich aura rushed to his face, and Shen Qu'er found that most of the fatigue on his body instantly recovered.

What's going on?

The aura wasn't so abundant before.

"Little black egg? Silent ink? ”

It seems that I really fell asleep, and I don't know if I will break out of my shell when I wake up from a deep sleep this time.

Shenqu'er took a deep breath and felt comfortable all over.

She went straight to the pharmacy and found a Chinese herb, Lingjin Cao.

Lingjin grass has the effect of gathering qi and strengthening tendons, and is one of the good cultivation aids for practitioners.

For ordinary people, it can temporarily improve the body's adaptability and explosiveness, but there are also drawbacks for ordinary physique.

Once the effect of the drug has passed, the person will be very weak, fatigued, and even hallucinate.

But Shenqu'er can't control so much, she is responsible for the disaster, and she should bear it.

Shen Qu'er put the spirit tendon grass into a medicine bowl and mashed it, then squeezed out the medicinal juice with gauze, and swallowed it directly.

The bitter and sour flow into the throat and slowly return to the sweetness.

Shenqu'er's whole person seems to be sweet and greasy, full of vitality.

Shenqu'er stood up with a ruddy face: "Okay, what are you afraid of in three hundred circles?" It's 10,000 laps, and Miss Ben is no problem. ”

Shenqu'er got out of the space, returned to the playground in a hurry, and began her 10,000-meter journey.

When Shenqu'er surpassed Adjutant Zhao round and round, and the person was still radiant and energetic, Adjutant Zhao's face was not very good-looking.

He hurriedly quickened his pace to catch up with Shenqu'er, his expression was a little serious: "Miss Qu'er, have you taken stimulants?" ”

It's been thirty laps, and I'm not blushing or panting, how can ordinary people do this?

Shen Qu'er smiled and said, "Adjutant Zhao thinks too much, I grew up in the countryside since I was a child, and I went up and down the mountain every day, and I practiced it. ”

Adjutant Zhao was suspicious, he had just finished 20 laps, and his heartbeat began to speed up, could it be that climbing a mountain was more useful for physical training?

Adjutant Zhao looked at Shenqu'er, who was getting more and more energetic as he ran, and he was half-convinced, and he was even more worried that she would swallow doping for the sake of the task.

If this is the case, if the chief finds out, the gain will outweigh the loss! Perhaps there will be even more horrific punishments.

Adjutant Zhao stroked his heart emptily, hoping that this was not true.

At 12 o'clock in the night, four hours had passed since Mu Chenye fell into a coma.

When the pointer pointed to half a point, Mu Chen woke up faintly at night.

The first question I asked when I woke up was, "Adjutant Zhao, where is that stupid girl?" ”

Qi Linyuan, who was sitting at the desk reading a book, removed his gold-framed eyes, slanted the corners of his mouth, turned his head and asked, "Which stupid girl?" ”

Mu Chenye was emotionless, his eyes were low, and doubts flashed, "Why are you in my room?" ”