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Chapter 544 544?? Is she the devil?

The men around them were still looking at the fun at first, but gradually they looked surprised on their faces.

Planks test the core muscle group, and it seems that it is not easy to stick to it.

It is already very good for ordinary girls to last for three minutes, and these two have been nearly five minutes.

At this time, Song Ziyi's muscles were sore all over his body, and a layer of fine sweat had already spread from both sides of his forehead. His arms were obviously trembling slightly, and he was almost unable to support him.

Gripping your teeth and preventing yourself from falling down.

Song Ziyi looked slightly at Jun Qing next to her, and saw the other party lying on the mat, with his back straightened, but the expression on his face was very relaxed, and his eyes were still staring at the text on the phone screen.

Song Ziyi curled her lips.

Install, continue to install!

She doesn't believe it. She is not tired for such a long time and is still in the mood to read the news?

Just as she was secretly complaining, she saw Jun Qing raise his right hand, support his body with only his left arm, and scratch the screen upwards.

Is there anything wrong?

Song Ziyi widened her eyes.

She couldn't hold on with both hands, and the other party could turn pages on the phone with one hand.

Is she a devil?

The muscles became more and more sore, and Song Ziyi looked at Jun Qing next to him unwillingly, and finally...

Still lying on the yoga mat powerlessly.

Five minutes!

This is already her limit.

Seeing her fall, Jun Qing relaxed her body and grabbed her cell phone and got up from the ground.

Song Ziyi raised his right arm, wiped his forehead with a sweat towel on his wrist, and his eyes fell on Jun Qing's face.

Unlike her blushing and her heartbeat and panting.

The face in front of me was still the same as at the beginning, with a relaxed expression and a calm breath.

Song Ziyi could see that the other party had not used all his strength yet.

If you continue, I am afraid that Jun Qing will not have any problem with persisting for ten minutes. He just won her for a few seconds and then stopped. The other party has already given her some face.

"Okay!" Huo Jincheng smiled and said, "Five minutes, it's already amazing for a girl to do it for so long. Miss Jun persisted for ten more seconds!"

As he was talking, Zhao Yiyi called over and said that Lin Fengwan had sent an email to her and asked her to go back and handle it.

"I'll be back soon." After hanging up the phone, Jun Qing waved his hand to everyone, "I'll go first, see you later!"

"You wait!"

Song Ziyi's voice came from behind him. Jun Qing stopped and saw her trotting after him.

"Miss Song has something to do?"

"I will do my best and be willing to accept the loss." Song Ziyi pursed her lips, "You tell me, what do you want me to do? But I tell you, this does not mean that I agree with you being more suitable for the role of the second female lead than me!"

Jun Qing chuckled secretly.

This guy is really a straight person!

"In the future, Miss Song doesn't cause trouble for me, and you don't need to really serve me!"

Waving his hand at her, Jun Qing stepped into the elevator.

"That won't work. I said it in front of the God of Huo. I can't keep my word." Song Ziyi also followed in and looked at Jun Qing quietly. He wanted to ask her several times, but he pressed her harder when he spoke.

Holding her look in his eyes, Jun Qing bent her eyes: "Do you want to ask me something?"

"How did you do that plank support..." Song Ziyi instinctively asked her question, and halfway through her speech, she pouted proudly, "I just ask casually, you can do it if you don't say it."
Chapter completed!
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