Support System Soul Master is different from other combat type Soul Master. Their physical fitness is better than ordinary people.
And for Ning Rongrong, who has been pampered and pampered by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect since childhood, his health is even worse. And it's not just the body, the tolerance for pain is even worse.
However, Ning Rongrong persisted.
The person who supported her perseverance was none other than Zhao Ming.
Whenever she felt like she couldn't run anymore, she would imagine the scene in her mind of Zhao Ming mocking her next to her, and she would immediately feel full of energy again.
Especially every time I pass by the village entrance after a lap and see Zhao Ming enjoying fruit, I feel even more powerful.
"Whoops." When Ning Rongrong finished the last lap, his face was already red. The sweat completely wet her body.
This can be said to be endless spring.
However, Zhao Ming didn't have any other thoughts, and only felt a sense of relief in his heart.
"Congratulations, you succeeded." Zhao Ming said softly, looking at Ning Rongrong who was squatting on the ground tiredly and out of breath.
"Thanks to you." He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Ming. Ning Rongrong lowered his head again. Putting her chin on her knees, she was too tired to move.
"Can you still stand up? Don't keep your legs bent."
"What's wrong?" Zhao Ming asked, looking at Ning Rongrong's grimace.
"My feet hurt." After hesitating for a while, Ning Rongrong said.
"My feet hurt?" Zhao Ming was stunned. With the sincerity of Titled Douluo's bones and swords, Ning Rongrong probably wouldn't be willing to let Ning Rongrong train so hard when he was Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. So it is normal for Ning Rongrong to feel a little uncomfortable for a while.
"Then let me show you." After saying that, Zhao Ming also sat down and directly grabbed Ning Rongrong's calf with one hand.
"I don't want it." When Zhao Ming grabbed his leg, Ning Rongrong was shocked and quickly tried to take his leg back.
"Don't move, let me see if the injury is serious." Zhao Ming said seriously. With a slight exertion on his palm, Ning Rongrong was unable to retract his legs.
After repeated struggles to no avail, Ning Rongrong also gave up.
Looking at Zhao Ming's serious face, I felt a little aggrieved.
Damn it Zhao Ming, you were so fierce to me just now, why are you so gentle now?!
Feeling Zhao Ming's gentle movements, the resentment in Ning Rongrong's heart was immediately released, and tears filled his two big eyes.
"Don't cry. I'll be gentle. It won't hurt."
Pick up Ning Rongrong's legs and place them on your abdomen.
Zhao Ming could clearly feel the heat and humidity in Ning Rongrong's legs soaked with sweat.
But Zhao Ming didn't have any other ideas at all. Some are just pity.
Roll up the trousers, exposing the white and tender calf skin.
Zhao Ming untied the straps of Ning Rongrong's shoes on her calf and gently took them off for her.
Take off your shoes, Zhao Ming knows why Ning Rongrong's feet hurt. Because Ning Rongrong is wearing a pair of women's height-increasing shoes. The heels at the back of the shoes are well padded. If you run in these shoes, will your toes be worn out?
"Because I'm a little short. So, I wore this." Seeing Zhao Ming looking at her shoes, Ning Rongrong whispered.
I glanced at Ning Rongrong, and I saw that Ning Rongrong was a petite one. It is shorter than Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, but the difference is not particularly big. After wearing these shoes, they can almost make up for the height difference between them.
"Why are you looking at me? I'm not very short, I'm just a little bit short."
"It's okay. I don't dislike you." Zhao Ming said softly. As he spoke, he helped Ning Rongrong take off the thin silk socks that looked like they had been soaked in water.
"You still dare to despise me? I haven't despised you yet." After listening to Zhao Ming's words, Ning Rongrong suddenly became angry again. Like a little cat, his calves that were tightly bound by Zhao Ming were bouncing around, and his feet touched the ground directly. Suddenly, his expression changed and he let out a hiss.
"Okay, don't move. Just think I said something wrong just now." He glanced at Ning Rongrong helplessly, and Zhao Ming held Ning Rongrong's small feet in his arms. At this time, Ning Rongrong's toes were soaked in sweat and turned white, and the skin was broken in many places.
"I'll just carry you back." After taking a look, Zhao Ming said.
After listening to Zhao Ming's words, after hesitating for a while, Ning Rongrong still lay on Zhao Ming's back.
Ning Rongrong is not heavy and feels soft on the body.
He grabbed Ning Rongrong's calves with both hands and started walking towards their dormitory.
Before taking two steps, Zhao Ming stopped. Because Ning Rongrong was wearing a skirt, if Zhao Ming grabbed her calves, her skirt would hang down due to gravity.
He didn't care. But when he enters the academy later, he doesn't want Ning Rongrong's wonderful scenery to be appreciated by others.
Stop and completely grasp the drooping skirt corners of Ning Rongrong with both hands. After looking carefully and seeing that nothing was missing, Zhao Ming continued on the road.
Zhao Ming's actions were naturally noticed by Ning Rongrong. She was always careless and naturally didn't notice these things, but she was not a fool. When Zhao Ming gathered up her skirt, she understood why Zhao Ming did what he did.
Suddenly, I felt a sense of security in my heart.
Although he is annoying most of the time, he is still very gentle sometimes. Looking at Zhao Ming with a serious face and feeling his broad shoulders, Ning Rongrong felt a very warm feeling. It would be nice if it wasn't so vicious. Ning Rongrong was thinking wildly in his mind.
"Hey, remember to take a shower when you get back later, otherwise, you will catch a cold tomorrow." While walking, Zhao Ming suddenly remembered this matter.
"Hey, are you listening to me?" Seeing that Ning Rongrong didn't reply to him, Zhao Ming turned around and saw that Ning Rongrong was looking at something in a daze.
Angrily, he slapped Ning Rongrong hard on her buttocks, and then woke her up.
"Ah!" Ning Rongrong came to his senses immediately after being attacked on his important parts, and shouted.
The numbing feeling on her buttocks made her feel ashamed and angry, and she shouted loudly into Zhao Ming's ears.
"Zhao Ming, what are you doing?"
"What were you thinking just now? Were you listening to what I just said?" Zhao Ming said lightly with a slight smile.
"Ah? What did you say?" Ning Rongrong was stunned.
"I told you to go back to the dormitory and take a shower early. Otherwise, you will catch a cold tomorrow." He said again to Ning Rongrong angrily.
"Oh." Nodding on Zhao Ming's shoulder, Ning Rongrong stopped talking. But my heart can't help but feel sweet.
When she was Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, although everyone respected her as the little princess Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, few people cared about her so much.
In her memory, only her father and Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Sword cared about her so much.