High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 925 Clearly a Representative of Silly White
Everyone chewed on this scene, and there was absolutely something wrong.

That's the end of Si Yin's words.

Because the next thing I wanted to say was forcibly interrupted by Gu Shaoyan, the representative of Silly Baitian, "Hey, Lin Zhaoxia, stay away from Si Yin!"

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

It's been a long time since this guy is still bluffing like this.

There is nothing wrong with being stupid and stupid.

But it just doesn't match the sweetness at all.

She thought about it, then sighed, as if she was feeling sorry for Gu Shaoyan, "What is it called Silly Baitian, this is clearly a representative of Silly Bai."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was ridiculously out of control.

Gu Shaoyan turned green on the spot, "Hey Lin Zhaoxia! I'm going to compete with you now!"

"Is it better than basketball?"

Lin Zhaoxia looked at him.

Gu Shaoyan raised his chin proudly, "That's right! It's about playing basketball! You are destined to be my defeat!"

"Oh," Lin Zhaoxia flicked her fingertips carelessly, and said in an understated tone, "No comparison."

Gu Shaoyan: "..."

The rising enthusiasm was almost extinguished by the opponent's pot of water in an instant.

Gu Shaoyan was very depressed, "Why don't you compare yourself with me?"

"See the winner on the basketball court. Besides, I'm going to practice. You people in Nanlin should hurry up. Peeping for information or something is not something good friends and enemies do." Lin Zhaoxia waved her hand and was going to find Mo Cong .

But he was pulled back by Gu Shaoyan, "Hey, Lin Zhaoxia, let's talk about it after a game!"

"Think beautifully."

"You tell me the reason, or I'll pester you for a day!"

Gu Shaoyan does have that ability.

Worrying about something for a day is something he can do.

Lin Zhaoxia has a big head.

Simply throw out a sentence, "You are too stupid, I am afraid that after you compete with me, my IQ will also be lost."

Gu Shaoyan's face turned dark again.

But the courage to refuse to admit defeat is commendable.

He stepped forward and wanted to speak, but Lin Zhaoxia stopped suddenly.

The straight back turned around slowly, the half-raised eyebrows and sinister lips, "It's not incomparable."

Gu Shaoyan thought he had seen hope, but he didn't notice the playfulness in the boy's upturned eyes at all, "Come on, come here!"

Qiao Yicheng supported his forehead.

Ah really.

It is indeed a bit of a loss of the dignity of the university to take this silly Baitian out.

Qiao Yicheng even regretted bringing such a game out.

It was Lin Zhaoxia.

Hearing Gu Shaoyan's eager tone, the corners of his lips twitched evilly, and he began to slowly roll up his cuffs, and those long legs moved slowly towards Gu Shaoyan's direction.

Gu Shaoyan's eyelids twitched, inexplicably feeling a bad premonition.

Swallowing his saliva, he stepped back as the boy got closer, and backed away involuntarily, "You... what are you going to do?"

"Didn't you agree to compete?"

Lin Zhaoxia's evil rhetorical question.

"What do you want to compare??"

Gu Shaoyan was a little frightened.

Lin Zhaoxia smiled, and her movements were extremely elegant, but the little devil's breath began to leak out——

The pale pink lips moved, and there were three very interesting words, "Better fighting."

What the hell! ?
Gu Shaoyan's legs began to soften immediately.

I knew nothing good would come out of the boy's mouth.

Than fighting?
Compared with what, with his small body, I am afraid that the fight has not been fought, and it has already fallen apart!
"Hehehehe, I still think it's better to see the winners and losers on the court than to see the winners and losers now." Gu Shaoyan laughed for a while, trying to focus the young man's thoughts on training, "Lin Zhaoxia, you should go to training."

(End of this chapter)