Country Love: My stepmother, Yang Xiaoyan, told me to tone it down.

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"Stepmother, there's a free laptop, let's take it today."

Xu Hui was full of confidence.

More than fifty couples participated in this wife-carrying competition.

The registration fee is cheap, only 5 yuan.

The top prize is a computer worth 9999 yuan; everyone wants to try it.

None of the men were as strong as Xu Hui.

I wouldn't dare say I have a sure thing to take first place, but I'm at least 90% confident.

Xu Hui acted like an adult taking care of a child, letting Qi Bozi take the lead and firmly protecting her from both sides.

"Stepmother, your appearance is disproportionate. The top is so tall, while Xia Mian is so slender."

"The match is about to start," Xu Hui said curiously.

"Xiaohui, let's withdraw from the competition. Your stepmother was wrong, okay?"

Yang Xiaoyan thought it was an individual competition, which is why she registered her.

Little did they know they were a husband-and-wife team, and they were conscripted into the workforce. They were filled with regret!

"Stop talking nonsense, the match starts in one minute, stop making a fuss."

Xu Hui offered a reminder.

"Xiaohui, I need to go to the toilet."

Yang Xiaoyan said, pinching her nipples.

For some reason, while she was on the heated brick bed, she felt a urge to urinate.

"There's no time! The match starts in just 30 seconds! Hang in there!!"

Xu Hui said.

"preparation!"

The host is holding a starting pistol.

More than fifty couples stood at the starting line, ready to sprint.

The race is 800 meters long and includes hurdles, rotating logs, water guns, and more.

This is Tieling Cultural Square, and there are a lot of people watching.

It was packed with people.

Even the traffic next to it was blocked.

Snapped……

The starting gun sounded.

The contestants were chasing each other, and a few unlucky ones accidentally fell and threw their wives off their backs.

Various screams of pain!

Xu Hui remained calm and composed.

At first, Yang Xiaoyan covered her face with her hands, afraid of being recognized.

If you don't grab onto anything, you'll easily fall.

Nothing.

She had no choice but to put her hand down and support Xu Hui's shoulder.

In front of thousands of people, I felt like I was going to die!

I just want it to end quickly; whether I get first place and the laptop is no longer important.

Xu Hui ran at a brisk pace, while Yang Xiaoyan remained silent.

She was incredibly embarrassed.

This is a competition between husband and wife teams, but the two of them are not actually a couple.

If someone I know recognizes me, I'll be too ashamed to face anyone afterward.

Xu Hui was careless!

Unexpectedly, some of the participants were quite strong, with muscles all over their bodies, just like professional athletes.

He ran alongside Xu Hui, and they were neck and neck.

"Stepmother, you should lose weight!"

Xu Hui complained.

Look at the wife on his back, she's slender and probably weighs less than 100 pounds.

And look at Yang Xiaoyan, she must weigh at least 140 pounds, right?

The two burdens on the upper body alone weighed dozens of kilograms.

"I'm fat? What nonsense! You've never seen a fat person before!"

Yang Xiaoyan was unhappy.

She had a habit of going to the gym when she was in Shanghai.

Upon arriving in Xiangyashan, a dedicated gym was built within the group's premises.

Exercise every day to reduce fat and detoxify through sweating.

"Stepmother, it's going very smoothly, I need to speed up!!"

Xu Hui glanced at the contestants standing side by side and gave them some instructions.

Whoosh!

Perhaps Xu Hui's excellent physical condition is due to his frequent consumption of concentrated Malishen (a type of energy drink).

Not a moment.

They left the muscular men behind.

"Stepmother, victory is in sight!"

Xu Hui said.

"Stepmother, say something."

An 800-meter race is too boring if no one talks.

"Huh? What?"

Yang Xiaoyan suddenly realized what was happening.

"Stepmother, what are you staring at?"

Xu Hui found it strange.

"No, I've been listening to you the whole time."

Yang Xiaoyan responded.

pity.

Xu Hui couldn't see her face.

At this moment, Hong was incredibly happy, like a perfectly ripe apple.

original.

Xu Hui while running.

Yang Xiaoyan, on Qibozi, experienced various bumps and jolts, and her summer sleep inevitably led to a silent argument with Xu Hui's Bozi.

Surprisingly, it elicited a response; a poem was written.

She's feeling unwell.

So, she was distracted and didn't hear what Xu Hui was saying.

"Xiao Hui, give up the match, it's too embarrassing!"

Yang Xiaoyan said.

She's only just started to react; if this continues...

It's very likely that someone will flood Jinshan.

"I've already run over 300 meters in an 800-meter race, and you're telling me to give up?"

Xu Hui refused.

Besides, Xu Hui is far ahead.

It's as if I can see the number one laptop waving at me.

"Hey, then slow down!"

Yang Xiaoyan had no choice but to give in to Xu Hui.


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