the next day.
Looking at the endless hills, Zhu Hao sighed softly.
She now has absolutely no liking for this kind of training.
If someone spends all their free time outside of classes and internships on intense training exercises, everyone will think that person is very unlucky.
Although Zhu Hao's physical condition is now comparable to Tang Xi's, Tang Song is still worried and hasn't let her stop training, and she continues to take her medication.
[Train! Train! Train as soon as possible! Conclude the partnership contract as soon as possible!]
Zhu Hao glanced sideways at Tang Song beside him.
For the past two years, regardless of wind or rain, Tang Song has insisted on personally training her.
It was quite difficult for the two of them to reach an agreement.
Tang Song lowered his eyes, staring at Zhu Hao's protective gear. He stepped forward and tugged at it forcefully to ensure safety. With a hint of excitement, he said, "Let's go! Let's jump together today!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Tang Song, holding her hand, suddenly jumped off the cliff.
Best wishes: "..."
Together……
It sounds romantic, but it's jumping off a cliff!
Aren't you going to give her any time to react?!
I hope you adjust quickly, tense up, sharpen your gaze, and find a foothold quickly and cautiously.
In a few breaths, she and Tang Song jumped together onto a small, raised platform.
Tang Song looked at Zhu Hao in surprise, his tail swishing so hard it was almost flying.
[The cub's jumping ability is now just like mine!! No wonder I trained it!! It thinks the same way I do! I was just thinking of settling down here!]
Wishing you well, the corners of your mouth couldn't help but turn up, and your chin slightly raised.
Allow her a little pride.
After all, being able to be on par with the Wolf King is truly a remarkable achievement.
These past two years of training have paid off!!
She's developed a liking for this kind of training again!
My baby is so awesome!!
Tang Song held her small hand tightly and squeezed her fingertips. "Very good, great!"
May you hold your head high even higher.
The tip of its black tail hopped to Zhu Hao's side and curled into a small disc.
I hope you immediately understand what he wants to do.
With a "biu~", she and Tang Song high-fived each other's tail tips.
Tang Song's serious expression visibly melted away, its tail tip swirled happily around Zhu Hao, and its ears perked up excitedly.
Blink and remove the black tail hair from the tip of your nose.
So you're not even going to act anymore, huh?
They're getting more and more outrageous!
Zhu Hao rubbed the tip of his nose, then accurately grabbed the tip of his tail and pinched it as a warning.
Tang Song's ears turned red instantly, and with a whoosh, it retracted its tail, coiled it into a circle behind its back, and refused to wag it anymore.
"Didn't you take fish oil?" Zhu Hao asked skeptically.
Ever since she was able to openly touch Tang Song's tail, the family bought a lot of imported fish oil.
It can't shed any more fur.
It's all bald from touching it!
My touch isn't good anymore!
Tang Song's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head away, her expression resolute. "I ate it."
【I won't eat it!! Don't think I can't see the instructions on the packaging!】
[Suitable for puppies!! Puppies!]
I am a wolf!!
【Don't I have any pride?!?】
Zhu Hao rubbed her fingertips together, looking at him disapprovingly, "Do you know how much hair you're shedding?"
She's shed so much fur in the last two years, enough to make five little wolf dolls!
Tang Song pouted, withdrew her wandering gaze, looked down at Zhu Hao, and said in a low voice, "I know, I'll eat when I get back after training."
At least buy one suitable for a large dog...￥%……￥%&……&
Ignore the rambling thoughts swirling in his mind and pull him to jump to another platform.
Hurry up and train, then go back and give Tang Song some fish oil!
*
"What's going on?" Song Shang glared at Xue Qinfeng, who had come uninvited at the door, blocking his way. "Why are you here?"
Xue Qinfeng, leaning on his cane, tiptoed inside. "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Geng Ying."
"She's still sleeping." Song Shang had barely finished speaking when he immediately prepared to close the door.
A cane was wedged in the door frame, stopping Song Shang. "You're better now? Then why don't you move out? How long are you going to cling to her like a parasite?"
Song Shang glared, hands on her hips, and raised her voice, "Look carefully!! This is my house!! My name is on the property deed!! Why should I be the one to get out!? It should be you..."
Before he could finish speaking, a cold voice came from inside the room, "Then I'm the one who should leave?"
The two people at the door froze.
Taking advantage of Song Shang's momentary lapse in attention, Xue Qinfeng squeezed through the crack in the door. "Geng Ying? I've come to pick you up."
Geng Ying was wearing a white spaghetti strap dress, sitting in the center of the sofa with her legs crossed. The dress was very short, revealing most of her thighs, and the neckline was also low, making it partially obscure.
Xue Qinfeng was stunned on the spot, stammering and avoiding eye contact.
Geng Yingfan rolled her eyes, grabbed a coat from the side and wrapped it around herself, glaring at Song Shang who was standing dumbfounded at the door, "Are you trying to be a doorman?! Aren't you coming in?"
Song Shang shuddered and reflexively closed the door and turned around.
He glanced at Geng Ying, who was wrapped up tightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his gaze to Xue Qinfeng with a look of disgust. "I'll give you three seconds to get out of here, or I'll just throw you out."
Xue Qinfeng ignored him completely, staring intently at Geng Ying, serious and earnest, "Song Shang's injuries have healed, you no longer need to take care of him and that dog."
Geng Ying got up and walked towards him.
Song Shang's heart tightened, and he quickly stood in front of her, shaking his head vigorously.
Geng Ying glanced at him impatiently, gesturing for him to move aside.
Song Shang turned his head away, unconvinced.
"Ah!" Song Shang cried out in pain, clutching his left Achilles tendon. "You kicked me!?"
Geng Ying withdrew his foot, stepped past Song Shang, and walked up to Xue Qinfeng.
A glimmer of hope shone in Xue Qinfeng's eyes as he raised his hand. "Let's go."
"Slap!" Geng Ying slapped his palm.
Xue Qinfeng's palms were visibly red and swollen.
"Damn!" Song Shang gripped her hand tightly, blowing on it tenderly. "Does it hurt? If you're going to hit someone, tell me! I promise I'll beat him so badly he won't dare come back next time!"
Xue Qinfeng lowered his eyes, staring at his burning palm, his fingertips gradually curling up.
"Don't come looking for me again." Geng Ying lowered her eyes, staring at Xue Qinfeng's leg in a cast, and pursed her lips. "This isn't pursuing, it's harassment."
Xue Qinfeng remained silent, staring at his toes.
“I’ve rejected you many times,” Geng Ying said bluntly and hurtfully. “What kind of woman can’t you have? Why do you have to pester me? There’s no future for us.”
"That's right! That's right!" Song Shang chimed in from the side, acting like a dog relying on its master's power.
Geng Ying impatiently slapped him, and Song Shang immediately shut up, standing obediently beside her and glaring fiercely at Xue Qinfeng.
Xue Qinfeng seemed not to hear him and continued explaining, "I've changed. I won't be like before... a womanizer... I'm learning to manage the company. I now own 30% of Xue's shares, and I'll be able to soon..."
“It has nothing to do with me,” Geng Ying interrupted him. “It has nothing to do with whether you change it or not, and it has nothing to do with how many shares you control.”
Xue Qinfeng: "..."
Not to mention the door, Geng Ying even blocked the windows, not even giving him a hole, rejecting him from all sides.
"I don't like you," Geng Ying said solemnly. "Can you understand? I... don't... like... you."
Geng Ying was indeed annoyed and completely lost her patience and pretense.
"Then who do you like?" Xue Qinfeng's eyes reddened as he suppressed his emotions, pointing at Song Shang. "Could it be that you really like this stinky fox??"
Song Shang's heart tightened, his eyes fixed on Geng Ying's lips.
"Hmm." Geng Ying nodded, seemingly nonchalant. "It's him."
"And another thing," Geng Ying explained earnestly, "he doesn't smell bad. I bathe him regularly, and he smells nice."
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