Song Qingcheng forced a smile, and she reached out and fanned, "Uncle Lu is too fat. I can't help him, I'm exhausted."

After saying that, Song Qingcheng squatted aside and turned his back to Lu Jinchen.

Lu Jinchen: "..."

What does he mean to be fat?

He is only 150 pounds, is it very heavy?

Based on his height of 1.88 meters and his whole body is full of muscles!

Han Ziye also stopped and sighed a few times, "Then let's rest on the spot for 30 seconds!"

Lu Jinchen glanced at Han Ziye and said in a deep voice: "Boy, are you tired too?"

"No!" Han Ziye smiled politely, "But it took me 8 hours to fly to the imperial capital, and the jet lag has not yet reversed."

"Oh, is that?" Lu Jinchen stared at him with dark and deep eyes, "Look at you, you are so weak, you haven't exercised much in your daily life, right?"

"I can play basketball and dance during the winter and summer vacations, and I will go to the gym three times a week." Han Ziye didn't hear Lu Jinchen's words, after all, he is Song Qingcheng's elder, and he will never be unable to get along with him, his junior.

"Dancing?" Lu Jinchen raised his eyebrows.

Such a slutty operation will not be the hobby of a straight man.

Although Lu Jinchen has learned international dance, he only learned it because he had to take some special tasks.

Seeing that Lu Jinchen seemed to have contempt on his face, Han Ziye hurriedly explained: "That's right, Qingcheng has signed up for many dance classes, basically Latin and Waltz, and I have nothing else to do during the winter and summer vacations, so I just went to dance with her."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jinchen's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and the air around him became several degrees colder.

OK, very good!

He said why Song Qingcheng's waltz danced so well? It turned out that he had been carefully trained by other men!

Lu Jinchen's heart seemed to be cut by something, and he was almost full of holes.

Song Qingcheng, who was standing beside her, shivered. She didn't know why the weather in the summer suddenly became so cold.

Realizing that Lu Jinchen's face was a little bad, Han Ziye hurriedly supported him, "Uncle Lu, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Lu Jinchen poked his chest, "Heart hurts."

"Heart hurts? Didn't you have stomach problems? How could your heart hurt?"

Lu Jinchen glared at him, "I'm angina pectoris caused by stomach problems, can't it?"

Han Ziye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was about to speak when Song Qingcheng suddenly stood up, "Auntie is here."

Looking up, Han Ziye saw Tang Wanqing holding a lot of things in her hand and trot towards them.

Until a scent of rice cake came into Song Qingcheng's nose, she suddenly felt energetic and stepped forward a few steps, "Auntie, I'm about to have dinner, why have you bought so much?"

Tang Wanqing panted and said, "I'll buy something to cushion your belly first."

As he said that, Tang Wanqing took a plastic bag and put it into Song Qingcheng's hand, "My aunt bought rice cakes, don't you know if you like it?"

"I love to eat, I love to eat rice cake!" Song Qingcheng laughed out loud. She couldn't wait to unpack the bag and take a bite of the rice cake, "Well, it's delicious."

Han Ziye also followed Song Qingcheng's mouth and raised his mouth, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Lu Jinchen saw Song Qingcheng smiling innocently, and his face darkened a little.

There is a kind of laughter that says, "Only smile at him." Sooner or later, Lu Jinchen will let Song Qingcheng know.

At this time, Tang Wanqing handed Lu Jinchen another plastic bag, "Jinchen, this is the rice ball I bought for you, you can just eat something!"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!