Feng Qingliu looked at Murong Yanxing's back, slightly distracted.

If the boy hadn't shouted that sentence just now, she might not have thought about it for a while, but at this moment, she actually felt that Mu Yutian would really deliberately find a reason to dress so little, and then try to attract Murong Yanxing's attention?

And she...... And it seems to have worked.

Bong Qingliu turned around, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

Mu Yutian followed behind Murong Yanxing.

"That...... Instructor? Mu Yutian hesitated for a moment and called him softly.

Wearing Murong Yanxing's coat, his whole person was wrapped in his scent, and he couldn't help blushing a little.

Murong Yanxing stopped, Mu Yutian followed too closely, and she was caught off guard and bumped into his back, she hurriedly covered her nose: "It hurts, it hurts." ”

"I'll be waiting for you right here...... You found the clothes for me...... I'm going back in a hurry. Mu Yutian lowered her eyes, didn't look at him, took off her coat, and stuffed it back to Murong Yan for punishment.

"What's wrong?" Murong Yanxing raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on Mu Yu's sweet and white neck, collarbone, and looked down all the way...... "Don't want to stay with me longer?" ”

Mu Yutian still lowered her head and didn't look at Murong Yanxing, "If I stay with you again, I'm afraid that my new clothes will be cut and torn." ”

"You mean, your clothes were taken away by dogs, and I have something to do with you during the day?"

Mu Yutian pursed her lips, in fact, she couldn't say that she was completely sure of this matter, but after thinking about it, she and the people in the bedroom would not have such a big hatred, but because of this incident, she had a few disputes with Tao Aiyun, and almost without thinking about it, she could guess that her clothes must have something to do with this matter.

It doesn't have to be done by Tao Aiyun, perhaps, it was done by someone who can't get used to himself...... However, no matter who this person is, there is a good chance that he is hated because he is with Murong Yanxing.

"Sure?"

Mu Yutian was stunned for a moment, hesitated, but nodded: "I'm sure." ”

Murong Yanxing walked to Mu Yutian's side, directly clasped her chin with his hand, and slowly raised it: "Don't take it for granted......"

Mu Yutian looked at Murong Yanxing's eyes, "Do you know who it is?" ”

Murong Yanxing didn't say anything more, and turned around to help her get her clothes.

Brought a new set of clothes from the logistics, and Murong Yan handed it to her: "Go back early, I have to go out tomorrow morning." And also...... Remember to catch the dog. ”

Mu Yutian did not go back to the dormitory directly this time, but trotted back to the playground while putting on her own clothes, and saw that her burden was still at Feng Qingliu's feet, so she didn't say a word, she directly stepped forward and picked it up on her back, and also joined the running team.

The five-kilometer weight-bearing run is enough for this group of students......

But after all, they have been here for a month, and they have long been accustomed to such emergency gatherings, and they suddenly have to come out for a run in the middle of the night, although the load of this day has far exceeded the extent they used to have.

And Mu Yutian, even if she usually has good physical strength, she still fell last......

She was already late, and her physical strength was not as good as everyone's, so, one after another, everyone went back to the dormitory after running, and in the end, she was the only one left on the playground, and there were still four laps left to finish.

Zhao Jiajia stood aside and waited for her, frowning, watching her struggling......

"Rain sweet!" She whispered worriedly beside her, "Yu Tian, if you can't hold on...... Just rest, right? Or...... You go talk to the instructor? ”

Mu Yutian gasped, feeling that her chest seemed to be pressed against a huge stone, her feet were on the cement floor, but there was a feeling of stepping on cotton, and for a moment, even because of Zhao Jiajia's words, her mental power was a little loose, she raised her eyes and looked at the person in charge of recording on the side.

Feng Qingliu held the stopwatch and the recording board in his hand, watched Mu Yutian pass in front of him, and tugged at the corner of his lips: "I can't finish running...... You can pretend to faint, the instructor will feel sorry for you, pretending to be weak, but your strength. ”