Chapter Forty-Eight: Throwing Yourself into Your Arms

Qiu Weiyi didn't let go, he tightened his brows, and his eyes burst out with a little surprise: "You want to go to the track?" ”

"yes." Ling Jingyi nodded.

"What are you going to do?" He asked.

"I have to push them to train."

Qiu Weiyi's face changed suddenly: "......"

When has this been, still thinking about training, doesn't she want her legs?

Ling Jingyi saw him staring at her strangely, but she didn't make any moves, she suddenly turned around by herself-

How could Qiu Weiyi not think of what she wanted to do, but he didn't give her a chance, and pulled her over, and Ling Jingyi fell into his arms unguardedly.

Ling Jingyi didn't stay for long, and quickly bounced away after reacting, Ling Jingyi looked at him in surprise, his brows furrowed, his face instantly turned cold, and there was a hint of defense in his eyes: "What are you doing?" ”

Qiu Weiyi stared at her, his other hand still on her wrist, "The foot injury is not healed yet, you have to rest." ”

"I know." Displeasure began to appear on Ling Jingyi's face.

Qiu Weiyi: "......"

Obviously, she has always been very gentle towards him, but just now when he was caught off guard and pulled her, Ling Jingyi was immediately displeased.

What's more, the place she is going to is the arena.

She cares about everything about training.

She felt that she only had a slight sprained foot, and she didn't need to be raised in front of a serious illness, and she could still insist on supervising their training and not doing anything.

After being silent for a long time, Ling Jing Yi said coldly: "I know my body. ”

Qiu Weiyi moved her lips, and was about to say something to her when Tia trotted over with the wind.

"Sister, you're back." Tia held a notebook in her hand, panting in front of Ling Jingyi, and helped her: "Are you okay, is the injury serious?" ”

Ling Jingyi looked at Tia coming over, his face improved a lot, and he shook his head slightly, "It's okay, has Fang Qi come back?" ”

"When I came back, he said you hurt your foot, and I didn't believe it at first." Tia looked at her feet worriedly.

"Coach." The wind went around Tia's back and walked in front of her, bowing her head in repentance, "I'm sorry, if I hadn't been negligent in my work, you wouldn't have been hurt." ”

Ling Jingyi still had a serious face, and said indifferently: "It's not your fault. ”

Fang Qi's temperament was originally stubborn, she couldn't do anything about him, how could the wind manage him, if you want to blame her, it was she who asked Fang Qi to stay and deal with things with the wind, and as a result, he took advantage of the loophole.

Ling Jingyi retracted her gaze, and then looked at the indifferent man beside her, and she slowly pulled her wrist out of his hand.

Qiu Weiyi felt her hand detach from him, he lowered his head slightly, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"Thank you, sir, for today." Ling Jingyi was like an emotionless machine, and his tone was with imperceptible gratitude: "I'm really sorry to let you run on purpose, so let's do it, you can drive back my car first, and when I am free, I will go to your place to pick it up." ”

Qiu Weiyi raised her head slightly, looked at her, still holding her car keys in her hand, and was just about to return them to her, Ling Jingyi took the first step to ask Tia to help her leave.

Watching her leave in front of her, Qiu Weiyi opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly slammed into a line again.

She seems to be deliberately keeping a distance from him because of the marriage contract, so should he be happy or sad?

Ling Jingyi was helped onto the stage by Tia and Hurricane, and even though her foot was injured, she didn't want to miss the team's training.

After Ling Jingyi sat down, he glanced at the speeding car under the field, and then stretched out his hand to Tia: "Tia, show me the inspection records of the past few days." ”