She is not as energetic as him. She was able to get up so early despite working so late last night.
She wants to sleep, sleep!
Giving him an extremely contemptuous look, she fell back on the bed and huddled up again.
Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows and stretched out his arms to pull the quilt, but he even pulled her over.
Seeing that she was about to crawl under the quilt again, he just bent down and put his lips to her ear.
"I'll give you three minutes, either you get up or I'll sleep with you!"
Luo Xiaoqian turned from chaos to clarity in an instant, and sat up hurriedly.
"I'll get up, I'll get up!"
Leng Zimo raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction and looked at her slender back exposed outside the quilt. He couldn't help but come over and lightly bite her shoulder. He took her sportswear and put it on her lap.
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"You still have 2 minutes and 55 seconds!"
Then he got up and went out.
Luo Xiaoqian put on her clothes as quickly as possible and was still combing her hair with her fingers as she ran all the way downstairs.
Downstairs, Leng Zimo was standing outside the door waiting for her in a light gray sportswear.
"It's so early, where are you going?"
Rubbing her eyes and walking over, Luo Xiaoqian asked while changing her shoes.
Leng Zimo only answered her with two words.
"Ride!"
Luo Xiaoqian straightened up, full of resentment. She thought there was something important, but ended up pulling her up to ride a bike at around six o'clock. Was this man going to abuse her in another way?
Leng Zimo caught her expression in his eyes and his face darkened.
"hurry up!"
Well, she would rather run than be bullied by him in bed.
After tying her shoelaces, Luo Xiaoqian stepped down the steps, pushed up the bicycle by the door and was about to ride it.
"Idiot!" Leng Zimo grabbed her arm, "Who asked you to ride!"
"Didn't you say you were riding a bicycle?"
Luo Xiaoqian turned around with a confused look on her face, it was him who let her ride, and it was he who held her back and refused to let her ride. What kind of trouble is this man going to do?!
Leng Zimo didn't say anything, just stretching his hands and legs to do warm-up exercises.
Luo Xiaoqian suddenly understood, and immediately followed his example.
In the morning light, the man was only wearing the simplest gray sportswear, but he still looked handsome.
After finishing the warm-up exercise, Leng Zimo raised his chin towards the bicycle by the door.
"Start!" Luo Xiaoqian got on the bicycle, and he came over on the path and walked side by side with her, "Pay attention to controlling your breathing, adjust your breathing first, and then sing that song!"
Does he want her to sing while riding a bike?!
Seeing that she was just looking at him in a daze, Leng Zimo spoke in a deep voice.
"start!"
Her voice is undoubtedly his favorite, with full bass and bright treble, which is both pleasant and recognisable. This kind of sound quality is hard to find, but just having a good voice is not enough.
Singing skills are still very important.
Luo Xiaoqian's understanding is very high. He just gave her some guidance and she was able to understand it. However, things like breath and vital capacity cannot be understood through understanding. It also requires scientific practice and the accumulation of time.
With Luo Xiaoqian's physical ability, let alone a concert, it might be difficult to sing and dance on stage.
In order for her to be able to withstand the various tasks that will follow, Leng Zimo has decided to train Luo Xiaoqian systematically.
