When the mace touches the biceps, it feels much better than kneading the soreness in the legs.

Hu Hong is thin, more sensitive to pain, and unable to escape.

She didn't know where this tall and thin girl got the strength, but she was so cruel that she almost cried again.

However, this time, Gao Wen did not let her stand up, but lay down on the yoga mat.

She liked the lying position, so Hu Hong lay on his stomach and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Wen placed yoga bricks on both sides of her left and right hands, and raised the bricks to the highest height. She said to Hu Hong, who was lying on her stomach: "Raise your hands, rotate your hands back, and don't knock down the yoga bricks."

Hu Hong thought this was simple. She raised her hand and followed suit, but her body was suppressed by Gao Wen and she couldn't get up.

She knocked over the yoga block.

"Yours is too high, so don't knock it down." Gao Wen reminded her and put the yoga brick up again.

Hu Hong tried hard to raise her hand, carefully rotated it backwards, and slowly crossed the bricks.

She spins!

Spin, spin, spin!

I didn't get knocked down, I was so tired.

"Okay, continue." Gao Wen said.

"Are you coming again?" Hu Hong turned to look at her.

Gao Wen: "Do twenty sets."

Hu Hong grimaced, not to mention twenty groups, five groups knocked down the yoga blocks five times. Gao Wen was also very patient. She stood up once when she knocked down.

"Wenwen, do you have a boyfriend?" Hu Hong raised the topic and wanted to chat with Gao Wen.

It’s been so long since we’ve been in class, so don’t go to class and just chat and talk together.

"Raise your hand," Gao Wen said, stretching out his hand to touch her back. "Use your greatest strength to extend your hand back and push my hand further."

Hu Hong was interrupted again and tried to reach back, his face turning red.

So tiring.

When she reached her hand back, she put it on the ground and kept asking breathlessly: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Don't touch the ground with your hands." Gao Wen still didn't answer her, but said, "There are still five groups, can you insist on finishing? You have come so early to gain something."

Hu Hong thought for a while, and seemed to be injected with some strength. He gritted his teeth and slowly raised his hand.

"five."

"Four."

"There are three more groups."

"There are two groups left."

"A group."

“Excellent.”

…

Gao Wen praised her throughout the class, but Hu Hong still couldn't help but check her phone all the time. She practiced for three minutes and wanted to take a two-minute break.

When she reached for her phone again, a slender white hand placed her phone further away. Gao Wen said calmly: "Put your right hand through your chest and press your right shoulder with your body."

.”

Hu Hong was pressed hard by Gao Wen and she broke out in cold sweat. She cried: "Can I give myself lessons? I can do whatever posture I want."

She doesn't want to be obedient.

"No." Gao Wen refused simply, counting down the time in her mouth, "Ten, nine, eight -"

Hu Hong closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, constantly replaying in her mind: I'm going to die, it hurts so much, I'm so tired and in pain...

She kept swinging between giving up and persevering, her whole body was full of exhaustion, as if she had been tortured both physically and mentally, but Gao Wen praised her, so she would just persevere for a while, and then, and finally...

This class has been so long.

"get out of class has ended."

As soon as Gao Wen said these words, Hu Hong's dull eyes lit up again, as if they came to life. She lay there for a while, and when she saw Gao Wen walking in, her face suddenly changed, and she even took the mobile phone next to her.

"I want to show you the photo of me pressing my legs last night."

"Yeah." Gao Wen poured her a glass of water, holding a bottle of active oil in her other hand, and sat down next to her.

"Look." Hu Hong gave her the phone, with a desire to be praised in his eyes.

Gao Wen understood her very well, and immediately said: "It's good, you are taking the initiative to exert force. Next time you can adjust the calf to 90 degrees, which can deepen the posture."

"I'll do it as soon as I get back, both sides." She answered very positively, completely forgetting that what she had wanted to do during the class was to stay as far away from this shabby yoga studio as possible.

"Very positive." Gao Wen smiled, asked her to stretch out her feet, helped her lift up her pants, and exposed her feet. She poured some active oil into her hands, "I'll help you first, and you can do it before you go back to bed."

Just wipe it and it will disappear in two days."

The faint scent of mint filled the classroom, and Gao Wen's slender, white hands were rubbing Hu Hong's bruises.

Hu Hong didn't cry out in pain this time. He looked down at her and asked again: "Wenwen, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No." Gao Wen applied it to her other foot again, speaking softly, "What's wrong?"

"You are so down-to-earth, you must find a good boy." Hu Hong said with a smile, looking at that delicate and small face.

Gao Wen paused while kneading her, his heart strings were slightly fluctuating, and there were thousands of thoughts in his heart.

really.

This is an evaluation she has never received.

She has never thought of herself as a good person, someone who puts interests first and has more eyes than a sieve.

Hu Hong asked her again: "What kind of boy are you looking for?"

Gao Wen helped her apply the medicine, closed the lid of the active oil, twitched the corner of her mouth, and said truthfully: "I haven't thought about it yet."

What kind of person is suitable for her?

She searched for a long time, and then thought about it for a long time, but she didn't come up with an answer.

In fact, she has found something she loves and no longer has a strong purpose. What kind of person she chooses, what kind of material foundation the other person must have or what he can bring to her, none of this seems to be that important, it just goes smoothly.

Its natural.

Hu Hong told her: "You have to think about this carefully. If you are so good-looking, you cannot take advantage of others. You must marry someone who treats you well."

"Okay." Gao Wen stood up and looked at the smiling Hu Hong. She felt that the other person was living a really good life and she envied this state.

It is a blessing for a person to maintain such innocence or simplicity when he is over fifty years old.

Some people will never understand some truths or so-called truths in their lifetime, and there is no need to understand them.

The yoga studio was newly opened, and there would be free gifts for spending up to a certain amount. Gao Wen found out that Hu Hong didn't have special yoga pants, so she told Xu Mei to replace her free gifts with yoga pants.

She gave Hu Hong the choice of yoga pants sold in the store.

"I can choose three, right?" Hu Hong's eyes widened slightly, with unconcealable joy on his face, as if he was suddenly hit by a small surprise.

Gao Wen was infected by her smile and nodded: "Yes, you can choose three. It is best to try the size and see if it is comfortable to wear."

Hu Hong put her bag aside, picked it up and walked to the fitting room, walking briskly and feeling very happy.

After a while, Hu Hong chose her three pairs of yoga pants.

"If the label is still there, you can take it back and exchange it if it doesn't fit." Xiaomei at the front desk helped Hu Hong put the yoga pants in the bag and handed them to Ji.

Hu Hong nodded, took the pen and was signing the book after the second class. She suddenly raised her head again and looked at Xiaomei: "Can I buy another class for Wenwen? Are there any activities?"

Xiaomei was confused: "Didn't you just buy a hundred knots?"

Hu Hong: "I can keep it."

Whether she can get there or not is her fault.

Suddenly there was another big order. Xiaomei was overjoyed at first, and then Gao Wen came over and said, "Please finish these classes first. What time will we make an appointment tomorrow?"

Hu Hong's enthusiasm for buying courses was suddenly extinguished.

She has been in class for two days in a row, why do she still have to go to class?

"The effect will be better if you continue to use it. If you stop, won't the suffering you suffered before be in vain?" Gao Wen reminded her.

Hu Hong blinked, stretched out his hand to hold the bag of yoga pants, and said with a heartbeat: "Then, then it will be at 7:30 tomorrow morning."

Wenwen should have a big class at 7:30.

"Okay." Gao Wen nodded, "I'll wait for you here at half past seven."

Hu Hong stared at her with wide eyes, all his emotions clearly written on his face.

"What's wrong?" Gao Wen asked.

"See you tomorrow, I'm going home." Hu Hong picked up her plastic bag and the bag containing yoga pants, turned around and left with heavy steps.

"See you tomorrow." Gao Wen said to her.

"Yeah." Hearing this, he felt a little aggrieved.

Hu Hong took the three yoga mats home, washed them as soon as she got home, dried them and wore them to class the next day.

Feeling great.

She didn't do leg or shoulder exercises today, and she repeatedly stressed that she couldn't be rubbed with a mace.

Therefore, she wants to train her abdomen and waistline!

After this practice, Hu Hong lay in the classroom for an hour after class and could not recover. He was left hanging with only one breath, feeling that he was about to die.

The soreness and pain were all over the body, and I lost all my strength.

She looked at Gao Wen with dull eyes and cried a little: "Wenwen, you are a devil."

As soon as she entered class, she was possessed by ruthlessness, and she almost fainted just now!

"It doesn't hurt or feel tired, how come there is a vest line?" Gao Wen asked her in a warm voice.

"I won't have class tomorrow." Hu Hong said.

"Okay. Then let's take a day off." Gao Wen responded quickly.

Hu Hong was very happy at first, but she realized something was wrong the night she returned home. Her lower abdominal muscles were sore and the sore feeling made her unable to attend class.

For example, she is sitting on the edge of the bed now, and is slowly climbing up the bed in a weird posture, leaning on it with her hands and head first, and slowly rubbing her hands and feet upward.

I cannot sleep on my back, as my abdominal muscles will ache even if I pull them slightly, my shoulders will be sore, and my legs will be sore and weak.

Fang Hongming watched her crawling like a spider, confused. Since Hu Hong was like a powder keg recently, he didn't dare to speak.

He watched her climb onto the bed, then lie down on the bed, slowly, slowly turning over again, just like a turtle turning over.

When Fang Han returned home, Fang Hongming told him about Hu Hong's strange appearance.

When Fang Han returned to his room, he saw Hu Hong getting up slowly, cautiously and grinning. He couldn't help but worry: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"I went to exercise and activated my muscles. Have you exercised?" Hu Hong asked him.

Fang Han: "..."

He has been getting up early these days to run and exercise.

"Don't squander your physical capital just because you are young." Hu Hong preached to him again.

Fang Han nodded and agreed with her, and then said: "What lessons did the teacher teach you? What did you practice? You also tell me."

Hu Hong sat down and began to narrate a long story, telling him what Fang Hongming had said again, which made him excited and excited: "That little girl is very young, but very honest, a very down-to-earth person, and good-looking.

Shui Lingling&3034记0;.”

"Sounds very good." Fang Han confirmed her. Remembering that Gao Wen also practiced yoga, he turned around and sent her a few questions.

Gao Wen quickly replied, and Fang Han felt relieved when he saw her answer. At least he didn't encounter a liar.

He had some idea of ​​Hu Hong's temperament. Seeing that he was so energetic, the pain was probably within the tolerable range and it would probably pass in two or three days.

Fang Hongming made dumplings, and the family had dumplings for lunch today. The two father and son listened to Hu Hong talking about her glorious deeds when she was a child, and endured the pain and persisted.

It’s rare, it’s rare, it’s indeed not easy.

When talking about the bruises on her legs, feet and shoulders, the two father and son became even more silent, which was indeed a hardship.

Fang Han also thought about Gao Wen. She must have suffered the same pain, and since she was so strict with herself, it probably hurt even more. He felt a little uncomfortable thinking about it.

In the afternoon, the family sat in the living room and watched TV.

Fang Hongming's dumplings were very good. Fang Han wanted to take some back to Gao Wen to try, so he sent her a message: Do you like dumplings? Beef and corn filling.

Gao Wen replied: Did you cover it?

Fang Han smiled and typed: No, my dad made them. Are we going to eat dumplings tonight?

She sent a cute nodding picture and replied: Can I apply for an extra egg?

Fang Han's smile suddenly deepened: "Okay."

…

After the chat ended, Fang Han looked at Fang Hongming: "Dad, I took back the remaining dumplings."

He is relatively independent. He has lived on campus since elementary school. After graduation, he also lived near the company. He did not go home to live. He occasionally came back to eat with them and did not come back often to be a light bulb.

"Yeah." Fang Hongming had no objection and wanted to get up and help him put it on.

Hu Hong objected: "No."

Fang Han: "?"

Hu Hong said to him: "You can't take this dumpling back. I want to eat it tonight."

She just sent a text message to Wenwen to deliver this dumpling to her, but the other party hasn't replied to her message yet, maybe she is in class.

Fang Han had been eating it for so many years, so she decided not to eat it this time. She had lost her words, but in order not to hurt her son's heart, she decided to tell a white lie.

"Do you want to eat?" Fang Han confirmed again.

"Yeah." Hu Hong nodded, "I'll eat dumplings tonight."

"Then I won't take it, I'll leave it for you to eat." Fang Han didn't argue, thinking of going back early and going to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and pack them back.

Hu Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Han wanted to go to the supermarket, so he left the house early.

As soon as he went out, Hu Hong said to Fang Hongming: "We will cook the dumplings in a while."

"Okay." Fang Hongming didn't think much about it. He just thought she wanted to eat it and cooked it.

But he never expected that after he cooked it, Hu Hong actually refused to eat it, and wrapped it up thoughtfully. Before going out, she told him the recipe: "I want to eat stewed mutton, spicy sweet fish fillet and fried vegetables tonight."

Fang Hongming: "???"
Chapter completed!