A female voice with a slightly strange accent interrupted the two of them.
The person who came was a foreign woman about 1.8 meters tall, with blond hair and brown eyes, and healthy wheat-colored skin. She wore a black short vest and tight fitness pants, which showed her muscles even more perfectly.
Su Qiao looked around, and at some point, a lot of people had gathered around him.
"Nice to meet you. Your boxing is so wonderful. I didn't expect that your little body contains such huge energy."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to look down upon you. I just find it incredible, surprised, and admire you."
The foreign woman had a smile on her face and looked at Su Qiao with surprise, obviously having a strong interest in her.
Su Qiao shook his head straightforwardly. "It's okay, I'm Su Qiao."
"If you are not used to Chinese, you can speak French or English."
The poor Chinese sound made Su Qiao feel like he was listening to a dialect spoken in a remote place.
Crissie hugged Su Qiao with a look of surprise on her face. "Oh, baby, you can speak English and French? That's great. I want to become good friends with you."
It's equivalent to Su Qiao being held under someone's armpit. "..." She kind of wants to curse, is that okay?
This damn height, why can she only be 1.6 meters while others are 1.8 meters?
Cen Mohan stepped forward and pulled Crissie's arm away, freeing Su Qiao who looked embarrassed.
"Ahem, Crissie, Xiao Qiao is sweating, let her go clean it first!"
"Then I'll take a shower first."
Su Qiao said goodbye quickly and escaped from the dangerous area.
"OK, we'll talk later."
Crissie was a little unfinished, smiling boldly and making an 'OK' gesture, as if she was having a good chat.
Su Qiao walked faster.
She didn't want to talk to her at all, let alone stand with her, which would make her feel like she was in the country of giants.
Su Qiao suddenly felt that 444 was full of malice in helping her choose this gym, not just because Cen Mohan was here.
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Crissie's eyes disappeared following the back of Su Qiao, and then fell back on Cen Mohan.
"Before coming here, I had always heard that girls from the East are as cute as angels. I didn't believe it before, but it turns out it's true."
After Su Qiao left, Cen Mohan's face darkened.
Hearing her words, he glanced at her very rudely. "Are you very free?"
Crissie looked at her old friend in surprise, and suddenly an idea flashed, "Mo, tell me honestly, are you interested in this little cutie?"
"Is it possible that you have been running here every day these days just because of her?"
Considering Mo's family conditions, he must have a gym at home, and he shouldn't suddenly come to a public gym like this on a whim.
And he is not such a boring person.
He hates wasting extra time and energy on boring things.
Cen Mohan threw the fist in his hand to her, raised his legs and left.
"Whether I mean it or not, you can't touch her."
"OK, OK, I understand what you mean. I won't try to influence her, okay?"
Crissie has automatically interpreted his words as 'no one can touch my people, not even you, my friend'.
She didn't feel hurt, but was surprised.
After so many years of dating, this was the first time she saw him being interested in a girl.
To be honest, their friends all thought that he didn't like girls, and some even hated girls as a species.
Once, a bad friend of theirs arranged a Top Performer Male Escort for him on his birthday.