"Hey, talk about it." Stop Song Ning, Luo Zifeng is not good.

The other party did not look at him with saltiness.

"About Bailu." Luozi Fenghuo Avenue, "I have seen you not pleasing to the eye for a long time."

"It’s so good, me too." The cool singer sounded.

The boys were slightly over the face.

The fundus is like something is surging.

"Oh." Luo Zifeng sneered, "I finally revealed your true face."

He looked awkward. "Let's say, how much money you will not be able to play Bai Lu's idea."

Song Ning stared at him, and the light was cold.

"Don't tell me, you don't have this idea in your heart." Lv Zifeng dismissed. "As far as I know, your family condition is not bad, but it is nothing compared to us."

He pulled his lower lip. "But if you are with Bailu, the nature is different. Isn't it? After all, the company is yours in the future, and you don't want to get it."

"If you look for me to say this." Song Ning voice has no emotions. "I have nothing to talk to you."

Lhotse Feng took a moment and taunted, "Do you have a sense of superiority in the marriage of others?"

"It is your confidence to use the marriage contract as a bargaining chip?" Song Ning did not answer.

Luozi Fenghuo Avenue, "Song Ning, how is it compared to me? Lose, you give up Bailu."

The other party ignored him and walked straight ahead.

"What? Don't you dare?" Luo Zifeng ridiculed. "You don't even dare to do this. Is there any skill to fight with me?"

"Than what." Song Ning turned and faint.

He smiled smugly and pointed to the runway over there. "Ten thousand meters, who will finish the race first and win."

Song Ning looked at him, "Okay."

Luo Zifeng was very happy in the heart. Last time he lost to the other side, this time, he must find the way back.

For him, the long-distance running is the appearance of his play.

In contrast, Song Ning, Luo Zifeng saw few relevant records on the data.

This time, he must let the other side defeat.

A boy was pulled over.

Luo Zifeng said, "You come to be a witness. Whoever runs 10,000 meters first, you whistle."

The boys responded quickly.

I was very surprised.

Ten thousand meters, are they crazy?

Is it all right to eat?

Even if you are physically good, it is not so expensive.

The presence of two people on the runway attracted the attention of some people.

"Hey, isn't that Song Ning and Lv Zifeng?"

"Yeah, what are they doing?"

"It seems to be in the game, we have a look."

The speed of the two is comparable at first.

Luozifeng was taken aback.

But think of the other party's last performance, slowly calm down.

The distance of 10,000 meters.

He has time to play with each other slowly.

If Song Ning is to fight for this tone, to pursue speed in order to win, just to give himself a word of Mawei.

The lips are exposed in a curve.

It’s a big mistake to play with Lv Zifeng.

"Mom, guess what I just heard?" A girl whispered.

"What?" asked the companion.

Girl, "Do you know how many meters they want to run Song Ning and Luo Zifeng?"

The companion stunned and hesitated, "Three kilometers?"

The girl shook her head.

".. five kilometers?" The companion thought for a moment.

The girl shook her head again and held out a finger, "10,000 meters."

The companion almost gave up his chin. "Is it tens of thousands of meters to run so tired? Are they crazy? Is there any hatred?"

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