The auxiliary soul masters are different from other combat-type soul masters. Their physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people.

For Ning Rongrong, a person who has been spoiled in the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect since childhood, his health is even worse. And not just his body, but his tolerance for pain is even worse.

However, Ning Rongrong still persevered.

And the one who supported her persistence was nothing else, Zhao Ming.

Whenever she felt that she could not run, she would imagine the scene of Zhao Ming mocking her next to her, and she would immediately become full of energy again.

Especially every time I pass by the village entrance and see Zhao Mingzheng enjoying eating fruits, my heart becomes even more powerful.

"Huff." When Ning Rongrong finished the last lap, her face was already red. Sweat completely wet her body.

This can be said to be endless spring.

However, Zhao Ming had no other thoughts and felt relieved.

"Congratulations, it's successful." Zhao Ming said softly as he looked at Ning Rongrong squatting on the ground tiredly and was out of breath.

"For your blessing." Looking up at Zhao Ming, Ning Rongrong lowered her head again. She put her chin on her knees. At this time, she was so tired that she didn't want to move.

"Can you still stand up? Don't bend your legs all the time."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Ming asked, looking at Ning Rongrong's bitter expression.

"Feet hurts." Ning Rongrong said after hesitating for a while.

"Feet hurts?" Zhao Ming was stunned. Bingxin, who was named Douluo, probably didn't want Ning Rongrong to train heavily when he was in the Seven Treasures Glazed Lithology Sect. So it is normal for Ning Rongrong to feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Then I'll show you." After saying that, Zhao Ming also sat down and 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 retract his leg.

"Don't move, let's see if the injury is serious." Zhao Ming said seriously. With a slight force on his palm, Ning Rongrong was unable to retract his leg.

After repeated struggles, Ning Rongrong gave up.

Looking at Zhao Ming's serious face, I felt a little aggrieved.

Zhao Ming was so fierce to me just now, why are you so gentle now?!

Feeling Zhao Ming's gentle movements, Ning Rongrong's resentment 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 put them on his abdomen.

Zhao Ming could clearly feel Ning Rongrong's wet legs with sweat.

But Zhao Ming had no other thoughts at all. He only had pity.

Roll up the legs of the trouser, and the white and tender skin of the calves are exposed.

Zhao Ming untied the straps that Ning Rongrong had tied his shoes to his calf and gently took them off.

After taking off the shoes, Zhao Ming knew why Ning Rongrong's feet hurt. Because Ning Rongrong was wearing a pair of women's height-enhancing shoes. The heels on the back of the shoes were padded high. If you run in this kind of shoes, your toes will not get worn out?

"Because I'm a little short, I'm wearing this." Seeing Zhao Ming looking at her shoes, Ning Rongrong whispered.

He glanced at Ning Rongrong. Ning Rongrong was a petite type. He was shorter than Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, but the gap was not particularly big. After putting on these shoes, he could almost make up for the height difference between them.

"What do you think of me? I'm not very short, I'm just a little bit."

"It's okay. I didn't dislike you." Zhao Ming said slightly, helping Ning Rongrong take off the thin silk socks that seemed to have been soaked in water.

"You still dare to dislike me? I haven't dislike you yet." Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Ning Rongrong suddenly became angry again. Like a little cat, his legs were bouncing around by Zhao Ming's tightening, and his feet hit the ground directly. His face changed and hesitated.

"Okay, don't move around, I just said the wrong thing, okay." He looked at Ning Rongrong helplessly, and Zhao Ming held Ning Rongrong's small foot in his arms. At this time, Ning Rongrong's toes were soaked in sweat, and many places were already broken.

"I'll take you back." Zhao Ming said after a look.

After hearing Zhao Ming's words, Ning Rongrong hesitated for a while, but still lay on Zhao Ming's back.

Ning Rongrong is not heavy, she is soft and soft.

He grabbed Ning Rongrong's calves with both hands and started walking towards their dormitory.

After taking two steps, Zhao Ming stopped. Because Ning Rongrong was wearing a skirt, if Zhao Ming grabbed her calves, her skirt was hanging down due to gravity.

He didn't care. But he entered the academy later, and he didn't want Ning Rongrong's wonderful scenery to be appreciated by others.

After stopping, he grabbed Ning Rongrong's drooping skirt with both hands. After taking a closer look, Zhao Ming continued to set off on the road.

Ning Rongrong naturally saw Zhao Ming's actions. She had always been careless and naturally did not notice these things, but she was not a fool. When Zhao Ming gathered her skirt together, she understood why Zhao Ming did this.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of security in my heart.

Although he hates it many times, he is still very gentle sometimes. Looking at Zhao Ming with a serious look on his face and feeling his broad shoulders, Ning Rongrong felt a very warm feeling. If only it wasn't that fierce. Ning Rongrong was thinking about it in his heart.

"Hey, when you go back later, remember to take a shower quickly, otherwise you will have a cold tomorrow." As you walked, Zhao Ming suddenly remembered this incident.

"Hey, are you listening to me?" Seeing that Ning Rongrong didn't reply to him, Zhao Ming turned his head and saw that Ning Rongrong was staring blankly.

Unhappy, he slapped Ning Rongrong's buttocks hard, and then he woke her up.

"Ah!" Ning Rongrong immediately came to his senses and shouted.

The numbness from her buttocks made her feel embarrassed and angry, and she shouted loudly into Zhao Ming's ear.

"Zhao Ming, what are you doing?"

"What were you thinking just now? Are you listening to what I just said?" Zhao Ming said lightly with a smile.

"Ah? What did you say?" Ning Rongrong was stunned.

"I said, I asked you to go back to the dormitory and take a shower early. Otherwise, you will catch a cold tomorrow." He said to Ning Rongrong again in anger.

"Oh." He nodded on Zhao Ming's shoulder, and Ning Rongrong stopped talking. However, he couldn't stop his sweetness in his heart.

When she was in the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect, although everyone was respectful to her as the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect, few people would care so much about her.
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