"I'm in the field."
"Oh."
Hearing Yu Fang's weak answer, Chu Zhongping sighed secretly, shook his head, and pushed open the door.
As soon as he went out, he heard a few consecutive whooshes of wind beside him.
He turned around and saw that Chu Xiaoxi was punching the air in front of her continuously.
Every punch could bring about a biting cold wind and several drops of sweat.
At this moment, the northern hemisphere of the Purple Cloud Planet was in the middle of a bitter winter. Chu Xiaoxi was only wearing a tight sports vest and sports shorts, revealing her beautiful and healthy limbs. Her body was steaming and filled with sweat. Even the top of her head was steaming, looking extremely energetic.
However, there was no smile on her face. Her expression was serious, and her gaze was extremely firm, as if there was an enemy in front of her. She was extremely focused.
Chu Zhongping glanced at her, and the worry on his face deepened.
