I Wish Mo All the Best

Qian Mo's physical performance is also okay. After all, she hasn't changed her major. Her own major is to emphasize on physical fitness, but she will participate in the competition on behalf of the school after a period of time. This physical ability is a hindsight.

The competition is a total of four individual competitions. Except for one special computer that can be skipped, all other three competitions must be participated, and the final score is calculated.

Qian Mo's score is really too serious. If she does not have physical fitness, she will have no pressure to win the top three in this cultural class, but with physical fitness...

Several instructors cried together and wept bitterly. It is not easy for the talents with partial subjects to say love you!

However, the instructors also found that the silent culture class was quite hard. It was so hard to come back for a week's absence and surprise two nights to take the weekly exam and still sit firmly in the top three. Since so... several instructors smiled at each other.

Have you seen the training of recruits and demons in special forces? Just follow that one, Spartan-style physical training! Grinding the gun quickly and unpleasantly!

Anyway, this girl's cultural class has always been excellent. During this time, it is not necessary for cultural classes. Other optional classes are changed to physical training. She is also given a small one-on-one stove. She is now tied with sand every day to surround the playground. Running laps, other times also need to strengthen training.

Sha Muyu stood upstairs and gnawed pancakes at the second sister-in-law running across the playground, shaking her head straight.

Look, he knows that there will be no good things when a few instructors get together and laugh, don't ask him how he knows-the same road, he also walked through that year, can such things tell others? !

A month later, the sesame oil that had done the housework came back, and almost pushed the bedroom door and thought it was the wrong place.

Who is the woman inside who is changing her clothes?

"The sesame oil is back." Qian Mo only turned around in a vest, holding a lot of plaster on her body.

"My God, the second son, did you get an Asian sorcery, and you changed your head? I went, is this small body or you?" Sesame oil threw the baggage over the ground and reached out and pinched the silent arm.

muscle? !

It's only a month since I saw you, and the entire second figure has been reshaped!

The former humility was the kind of girl who looked soft and weak, and did not work slowly. Although she was tall, it gave a feeling of being soft everywhere, especially gentle.

The second child is wearing a vest, and there are injuries everywhere on his body. There are plasters on several places, and there are several cupping marks on his shoulders. Although the whole person is not thin but looks strong, it is a bit like the heroine in the biohazard, but Not as exaggerated as that muscle.

It's a healthy and smooth line. Looking at the handsome, especially with the face of Momo's scourge, this combination is invincible.

"This is a sad story..." Qian Mo hugged the sesame oil in the past, and the sesame oil with his strength was about to stick out his tongue.

The world is illusory, and those who engage in IQ still have the value of using force. Sesame oil sees that she has finished hugging her silently, wearing a neatly wrapped sandbag and going out.

I looked at my watch subconsciously, it was already half past eight in the evening.

"What's the excitement of her?" asked sesame oil.

Duo lying in bed to eat snacks and read comics without looking back.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

Sesame oil took another breath, did she mistakenly enter the parallel world of different dimensions, and the people who played IQ continued to exercise in the middle of the night, practicing a smooth line, and people who were not good at writing and writing began to export?

"I will not say anything to the second son. They are all-powerful queens. What is your situation? Will you still read poetry?"

Picking up the phone and brushing down the circle of friends, I took advantage of the new works of the fourth brother of the Xue family.

"Isn't that a few people who have cultural friends?"

Poems come naturally.

Thanks to a lot of liberal arts, if her Chinese teacher knew that she regarded Xue Laosi's level as a cultural person, maybe the coffin board could not be pressed.

"It seems that while I was away, you were very busy..." Hemp oil instantly felt very burning, everyone tried so hard, and she also felt that youth was very bloody-although she didn't understand why, but it was just burning.

Qian Mo has been busy working until more than ten o'clock before returning, to this point is usually a simple punch, lying in bed and sleeping.

On the other day, other students could relax. She continued to train one-on-one with her brother in the training hall. She was busy until noon to eat a meal. After eating, she had a precious half-hour rest time. She could go back to the dormitory and lie down. Yes, brush your phone or something.

This mobile phone only found several missed calls, all from home.

Xianmu hurried back to the past, afraid of something at home.

When Mu Mianmian answered the phone, he opened his mouth in full swing.

"What are you doing, don't come back on Saturdays and Sundays."

Talking briefly, she will go to the field to participate in the competition in another week. She may be out of touch for a while, so don't worry about her family.

Mu Mianmian asked the security question carefully, and was relieved when it was confirmed that there was no problem.

"The city you went to has relatives in our family, and it has also been gone for some days. You will go over to see it for me and your dad. I will send you the address later.

Mu Mianmian said something irrelevant~www.NovelMTL.com~ Xian Mo felt that something was not right.

"You make several phone calls, don't you just want to talk to me about homely?"

Mu Mianmian knew that she could not hide her, so she said twitchyly.

"Well, I went to the hospital today to check...it seems to have..."

"Yes—have it?!" Qian Mo was stunned for a moment before he realized what happened.

Mu Mianmian is pregnant and successful in making people, which is a good thing.

"I didn't lose weight...I also went to the fitness class you reported to me, and I found it out after two trips..."Mu Mianmian was like a kid who was caught by mistake.

Qian Mo had already said before she got married, and she did not object to wanting a baby, but she had to ensure good health. The meat hadn't fallen yet. The baby came first. It was an accident. The analysis may be that the set has expired and the quality is not good.

"What did the doctor say?" Qian Mo paid most attention to this point.

"After checking, my indicators are all very good, and now I start folic acid supplementation, other follow-up notes."

Mu Mianmian is most concerned about the silent now, afraid that she will be unhappy, the first thing to get pregnant is to report to the silent, this is a small public act at home, say nothing.

"It's good, the doctor said no problem, no problem, you tell me your latest recipes, I look at the nutrition mix will work." Qian Mo did not expect to become a sister so quickly.

There was a little excitement.

"Are you angry?" Mu Mianmian tried.

Qian Mole, "What's mad, it's a good thing for our family to import, I will have a small follower in the future."

When she graduated to work, her siblings were almost due to go to school. At that time, the three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation she saved and did not sell was also the time when heirlooms were left to siblings.

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