Nobody touch my villain

Chapter 197 Picking up a cutie 24
Lin Mei watched the two sing along, and stomped away.

"When will you compete?" Facing the teacher's death stare, Su Yi let him go.

The image of a good student of Little Things cannot be lost.

Song Ziju hooked Su Yi's little finger naturally, and replied obediently: "There is still half an hour."

Half an hour!
enough.

[Miss Sister, don't mess around] Jiu Li hurriedly advised.

Don't worry, I won't mess around.

I will come normally.

After stuffing the water in the backpack to Song Ziju, Su Yi got up and left.

Wen Hao on the side looked back after running.

Ah!Where is my deskmate?

A bottle of water appeared in front of him, and Ji Yu said: "Don't look at it, you went to meet his boyfriend at the same table, you should teach someone a lesson."

After all, he is a school bully?

I don't believe she didn't teach Lin Mei a lesson.

Wen Hao took the water and raised his eyebrows, gossiping: "Is there a story?"
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WC
Su Yi dragged the knocked unconscious person into the compartment, and blocked the door with a mop.

The dog thing actually pried my little thing.

Is it bad to live or the air is not fresh enough?
Is the taste clear enough now?
Putting the sign waiting for maintenance at the door, Su Yi went to the sink to wash his hands and returned to the playground.

Song Ziju was making preparations, looking around casually.

"Squad leader, it's your turn." The sports committee called out.

"Here we come." Song Ziju looked away.

Are you not coming one by one?

Feeling a little lost, he walked towards the playing field, when his hand was suddenly grabbed, and when he looked sideways, Su Yi's pale face appeared in front of him.

"One by one." The young man's tone was tinged with joy.

Su Yi pinched his face.

"come on."

"Yeah." Song Ziju nodded his head heavily, his eyes sparkling, he swept away the previous depression, and walked towards the runway full of energy.

The gunshot rang out, and all the people in the same arena flew out. Song Ziju landed at the back with a good posture.

"What? The squad leader is running too slowly." A charming voice sounded from the side.

Another voice sounded: "Don't say that! There are no people going to this project. It's no big deal for the class leader to run slower."

"But this is the last place." The girl pouted, her tone full of dissatisfaction.

"You do what you want." An indifferent voice sounded.

The pretty girl was about to refute immediately, and was speechless for a moment when she met Su Yiping's indifferent gaze.

The girl's shallow eyes somehow made people feel very dangerous, as if her throat was strangled, and she was generally unable to make a sound.

The other girl smiled and pulled her to the side.

Song Ziju's speed was neither slow nor hurried, and he kept his steady breathing. Slowly, the fast-paced people were dying, and he still didn't blush and his heart didn't beat.

Gentle and leisurely.

Song Ziju has always been a very planned person when doing things, how fast he maintains, and how many people he surpasses at what time.

Gradually, he fell to No.3.

In the last half of the circle, his breathing was a little disordered, but it didn't bother him. Compared with the other two, his breathing was relatively stable.

Seeing that Song Ziju wanted to surpass himself.

The two people in front were more or less nervous, and their breathing became even more chaotic when they were nervous.

Song Ziju looked ahead.

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters.

sprint.

The good-looking boy speeded up slightly, and finally succeeded in taking No.1.

Su Yi stepped forward and handed over the water, and helped him walk slowly.

"Yiyi, I took No.1." Song Ziju looked at the person, his eyes shining brightly.

"Ah."

I saw.

"Then do I have a reward?" Song Ziju asked in a low voice.

Oh wow, I didn't think of that.

Su Yi watched, nodded after a while: "Yes."

Bringing people to the audience stand, Su Yi rummaged through the space, but didn't see anything suitable for Song Ziju, so he thought about it and left for a while.

When I came back, I was holding a gift box of flowers.

"Wow~"

"Is this for the monitor (the monitor next door)?"

"Suddenly I'm so envious!"

The students passing by talked a lot, but Su Yi was unaffected, walked up to Song Ziju, and stuffed flowers and gifts into his hands.

Song Ziju looked at the things in his arms and blinked: "Mine?"

"Gift."

Su Yi opened the box and put the watch on his hand.

"nice."

Song Ziju has fair wrists, smooth and well-proportioned lines, and looks tight.

Song Ziju blushed when he heard this and thanked him.

Su Yi moved closer to him, and the two of them watched the game together.

on the runway

An Bai is racing, the wind is whistling, and Ling Mo is running beside him.

Seeing that An Bai was about to overtake the man in front, the man slammed into An Bai.

An Bai staggered and fell directly on the plastic track.

A scrape on the knee.

"Damn it, that bastard." Wen Hao and Ji Yu cursed in unison.

"Are you okay? Let me take a look." Ling Mo squatted down to check the wound on An Bai's body, and wiped the scratches on his knees with his palms.

The wound was covered with dirt and gravel, and the wound looked a little shocking.

"Ling Mo, send him to the infirmary."

The head teacher noticed the situation here and started yelling from a long distance away.

"understood."

Ling Mo glanced at the person who reached the finish line not far away, his eyelashes covered the dark, treacherous and ever-changing light in his eyes.

Reaching out to pick him up, An Bai yelled: "No, you put me down, I'm a big man, you actually hugged me like a princess? I don't want to lose face?"

Talking about struggling to get down.

Ling Mo directly pinched his ass: "Don't move."

The hoarse voice was a bit fierce, but An Bai was instantly cute.

Knock your mother, pinch it so painful, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to beat you and I will kill you in minutes.

An Bai greeted the person wholeheartedly in his heart, and then raised his head to the infirmary.

Su Li took a cotton swab to disinfect it with iodine.

"What's the matter? It hurts a little, little students have to hold back."

The wound was covered with dust and gravel, and when it was cleaned out, An Bai was so painful that tears were about to come out.

A forearm stretched out: "Do you want to bite?"

An Bai slapped it away: "Bite a woolen thread."

Who will cook for me when I turn around and get pregnant.

"Okay, I'll go out for a while and come back to pick you up later." Ling Mo rubbed his head and said.

"Just remember to come back." An Bai didn't care too much.

Su Li answered, "I'll watch over my little classmate."

Ling Mo nodded and opened the door to leave.

WC
The previous No.1 was suppressed, and the two younger brothers greeted Ling Mo: "Brother Ling."

"Ah."

Ling Mo looked down at him: "What? Very angry? If you want to touch Ling Mo's deskmate, you have to be passive."

Ling Mo looked at him like a boss: "Now you have two choices, one, let me beat you up, and this matter will be over, and two, let me win the game at the same table."

"How can you do the second one?" the man asked back.

The result of the game was clear on the field, he had already won, and An Bai was brushed off, how could there be a way for him to win.

Ling Mo pulled his lips and smiled: "That's right! So from the beginning I only planned to beat you up. Do it."

"Ah, hiss~"

"Ling Mo... oh, you despicable villain, ah!"

Ling Mo looked down at him with a calm expression.

(End of this chapter)