Mr. Mo, your ex-girlfriend is asking for reconciliation again

Chapter 368 Brother Mo Chen, are you okay?
When we arrived at the stairwell, we saw three teams climbing the stairs together.

Qiao Ruoxin knew very well that Mo Chen had a strong desire to win. This might be the strength in his genes. He wanted to be the first no matter what.

The man took her hand and climbed the stairs faster.

But Lu Feier is a sports athlete, and her partner, the host, also has good physical fitness, so they climbed the stairs very quickly, and in a short while, they had already rushed ahead of them.

Lu Xing'er, who came from behind, snorted at them, "My sister has been training for years. Qiao Ruoxin, your speed will only hinder us. Don't even think about winning this round!"

After saying that, Lu Xing'er also rushed in front of them.

A thin layer of sweat beads appeared on Qiao Ruoxin's forehead.

In fact, she is not usually so delicate. I don’t know what happened these days. I always feel very tired and feel tired after the slightest movement.

"Brother Mo Chen...or you can go up first. I'll take my time by myself. I'll go grab the elevator."

Mo Chen held her hand tightly, turned around and carried her on his back, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you lose, you have won many times."

Before she knew it, she was lying on the man's back.

She wrapped her arms around the man's neck: "I can see the desire to win in your eyes. You really want to win, right?"

"..." The man was silent for a few seconds: "This is human nature, but it doesn't mean you have to win."

Mo Chen climbed the stairs much faster with her on his back, and climbed three floors in one minute.

The man's physical strength was gradually depleting. If he couldn't get the elevator and had to climb to the rooftop of the 40th floor, he might really be exhausted to death.

Qiao Ruoxin helped him wipe the sweat off the side of his face. As expected, serious men are the most attractive.

When we climbed to the twentieth floor, it was time to rush for the elevator again.

Mo Chen hesitated for a few seconds. If he took the elevator, there would definitely be many men in black blocking his way. But if he continued to climb the stairs, he would consume too much energy and his speed would probably become slower and slower.

"Go grab the elevator!" she suggested.

A staff member nearby reminded: "Friendly reminder, the fight for the elevator on this floor may be more brutal."

Qiao Ruoxin frowned. More cruel? I don't know what I will face?
At this time, the broadcast sounded: "Lu Feier and his wife have climbed to the 30th floor."

A brief hint of surprise appeared in Mo Chen's dark eyes, faster than he had imagined.

Qiao Ruoxin's eyes widened: "Let's grab the elevator. You won't have enough time to climb the stairs with me on your back."

"Yeah." The man responded breathlessly, even though his handsome face was covered with sweat.

Mo Chen carried her to the elevator corridor, and sure enough, there was a group of men in black standing in front of them.

The elevator showed that we were on the 34th floor. If we continued to go down, the door would open soon.

Qiao Ruoxin struggled to get down: "Put it down and rush over!"

The man's dark eyes stared at the floor the elevator was currently descending to, and he quickly calculated in his mind the approximate time the door would open. It would only take about twenty seconds to rush through the crowd from here to the elevator.

It’s best to carry this kid on your back, which can reduce the time by another five seconds.

"Little boy, don't move, hold on to me tight."

She looked at the man's sexy profile, feeling a little dazed, not knowing what Mo Chen was trying to do.

But she still subconsciously hugged the man's neck tightly.

Mo Chen looked straight ahead, staring at the number displayed above the elevator, and the next second, he rushed over.

She was startled and closed her eyes tightly.

A group of men in black also rushed over, deliberately blocking them, throwing ocean balls at them, and spraying water with water guns at a huge amount.

Mo Chen took ten seconds to rush out of the crowd and stopped right in front of the elevator door, which then slowly opened.

She quickly entered the elevator and closed the door. It was great that the man put her down, leaned against the elevator wall, panting, and closed his eyes. He was indeed exhausted.

This is the equivalent of extreme sports.

Qiao Ruoxin also leaned against the elevator and closed her eyes to relax for a while. Her mind was filled with the scene of Mo Chen carrying her out of the crowd. She actually felt a little moved.

She looked at the man next to her, his body was soaked and his hair was wet.

"Brother Mo Chen, are you okay?"

The man closed his eyes and leaned against the elevator, breathing heavily, looking very tired.

Mo Chen opened his eyes, his thick eyelashes still dangling with water drops: "It's okay, just a little tired."

Because Mo Chen was carrying her on his back just now, she didn't get sprayed with water, but the man's upper body was soaked.

The man stood up straight, and ran his slender fingers through his hair and pushed it back, completely changing his hair into a slicked-back style. In an instant, his aura was fully revealed, and he looked sexy, mature and domineering.

"You have a nice hairstyle, it suits you well." A smile appeared on her lips.

She took out a tissue, stood on tiptoe, and helped the man wipe the water droplets off his face.

Mo Chen stared at her little face and said in a deep voice: "Little ghost, I know you have poor physical strength, but I didn't expect it to be so poor."

"..."

Qiao Ruoxin changed the subject: "It's really hard to wipe it for you without wearing high heels. I have to stand on tiptoe if I want to wipe it for you."

The man grasped her slender waist, lifted her up, and looked down at her: "Is that enough?"

"Yeah." She smiled.

After wiping the water droplets off the man's face, she left the man's arms and stood up.

Qiao Ruoxin suddenly felt a little dizzy and shook her head to keep herself awake.

I don’t know what happened to her these days, she has become so delicate.

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator door slowly opened and we arrived at the 30th floor.

She and Mo Chen walked out of the elevator and found that the Lu sisters were still there, apparently completing a mission.

The staff member reminded: "The task of this level is that the male guest does 50 push-ups, but the princess must sit on the male guest's back."

No wonder the Lu sisters haven’t completed their mission yet.

Lu Xingyu is thin, and Lu Xing'er looks to weigh just over 100 pounds, which makes it a bit difficult for Lu Xingyu.

Lu Feier has been training as an athlete for many years and is on the heavy side, so it was a bit difficult for the two pairs to complete the task.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at Mo Ye beside her. He had just carried her up so many stairs. Did he still have the strength to do push-ups? He had to support her weight...

"Brother Mo Chen, are you okay?"

"Men just can't stand hearing women say he's not good enough." He sneered.

Then he walked to the mission site, did push-ups, and looked up at her: "Little ghost, come here."

There was a hint of worry in Qiao Ruoxin's eyes.

After all, Mo Chen had exercised too much today, and she felt a little sorry for him. Although she was not heavy, she weighed 95 kilograms.

She walked up to the man, hesitating whether to sit on him.

Mo Chen stared at the ground and said in a deep voice, "Sit on it, sit on your waist."

At this time, the other two couples stopped and looked at them.

(End of this chapter)