The Male Lead Suddenly Became My Lapdog after I Annulled Our Engagement

The assistant poured her a cup of herbal tea and asked worriedly, “Sister Weiwei, the next scene might be a little dangerous. Why don’t we use a stunt double?”

“No need,” He Wei rejected him directly. It was not because of her professionalism, but because she knew that she had the koi system, which could solve any danger she encountered.

Ever since she entered the entertainment industry, He Wei had never used a stunt double, which won her a lot of praise.

As long as she had this system, she would not encounter any danger. Others would even praise her for her dedication. Why not?

He Wei’s heart started to beat faster when she thought of the photos of Jing Yan that the students had posted on the forum.

Jing Yan was really the man she had loved before she entered the book. It would be great if this system could make Jing Yan fall in love with her.

Jing Yan did not know that the public opinion on the forum had changed dramatically. He only knew that he had to end the race as soon as possible and then take away the woman who watched like a monkey.

There were only two laps left, and Jing Yan was already one and a half laps ahead of the second place runner. He did not have the mood to save face for the runners behind him, so he sped up and broke the school’s record for the fastest time.

The moment the champion was decided, the students finally looked away from He Miao’s face.

It had to be said that this face was really too good to look at. They had actually forgotten about such an exciting match and only focused on her face, as if they could not get enough of it.

The students who were nearest to her could even smell the faint milky scent on He Miao. It was different from the perfume on ordinary girls. It was a sweet scent that made people want to get closer.

As a certain male student who lusted for the smell could not help but get closer and closer, Jing Yan suddenly walked over and picked her up. He glared at the man and made to leave.

The physical education teacher hurried over. Jing Yan, ypu won the 2000-meter race. Why did you leave without taking your medal? ”

Jing Yan lowered his eyes and looked at He Miao, who was in his arms. My hands are full. Give it to her.

Only then did the PE teacher notice that he was possessively carrying a very sweet-looking girl. He was so shocked that he forgot what to do.

Did he just finish a two kilometer run? How could he still actually carry someone so steadily?

Jing Yan noticed that he kept staring at He Miao, so he frowned unhappily and reminded him, “Sir, the medal.”

“Oh, it’s here.” The PE teacher hurriedly handed a gold medal to He Miao, then watched as Jing Yan carried him away without breaking as sweat.

He Miao was holding the medal in her hand, and there was a towel on her head. She looked a little funny.

She took off the towel and put it on Jing Yan’s shoulder. Looking at his cold face, she could not help but praise, “I didn’t expect you to have such good stamina. Two thousand meters is a piece of cake for you!”

Jing Yan stopped in his tracks and looked down at her. He almost blurted out that he had to practice running with an idiot every night.

He thought for a moment and swallowed his words. He said stiffly, “Better than you.”

He Miao raised her eyebrows and pouted. She used to be very strong, okay?

Jing Yan carried He Miao back to her class stand. Where are you sitting?” he asked, lowering his eyes.

Xu Meng saw the two of them return and quickly walked over. She said worriedly, “Goddess, are your legs okay? I’ll help you over to sit.”

Jing Yan turned his body to avoid her hand that was about to touch He Miao. He caught a glimpse of Li Ming’s dark eyes from the corner of his eye and smiled. He deliberately said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, “Please help her pack her things. I’ll take her home.”

He Miao looked at him in confusion. “You’re taking me to your house?”

Jing Yan looked back at her indifferently and said matter-of-factly, “Grandpa wants to see you. You have to show him the photos you took.”

He Miao did not say anything else. He let Xu Meng pack up the things she had given him, and after thanking her in a hurry, he was carried away by Jing Yan, who had a cold expression on his face.

Jing Yan took the bottle of water from He Miao’s arms after they got into the car that was waiting for them outside. He unscrewed the cap and took a few sips. Then, he wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, his arms trembling slightly.

There was not much space in the car, so He Miao could see everything clearly.