Male God Is Always Targeted

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After shouting, my heart tightened, and I secretly said, it's bad.

Will this be misunderstood?

But now I can't manage that much anymore, I pushed aside the person in front of me and rushed forward.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist, the male protagonist is sorry.

But don't worry, I will definitely not hinder you from having a romantic relationship with the male protagonist. I will grab a **** plot and leave after I grab it.

In the nick of time, Luo Mio successfully grabbed Wen Ran's arm and pulled hard, making himself switch positions with him.

After taking away the soymilk he was holding, he poured it out of his own hands, seemingly out of control.

'crack'

It successfully hit Zong Yujin's white sneakers.

The pure white color was instantly infected to beige.

The scene of screaming and noisy, as if someone pressed the pause button, the silent wind can be heard.

There was no time to even take a breath.

"Bang" "Ouch, it hurts." Luo Mio was pressed to the ground and became the meat pad for the protagonist, and couldn't help crying.

The beautiful phoenix eyes were flooded with physiological saline because of the pain.

The white face is also pale and weak at the moment, looking particularly vulnerable.

Zong Yujin's silent heart immediately felt uncomfortable, and he quickly lifted the person who was still pressing on Luo Miao, picked Luo Miao up and put it on the front cover of the car, looking anxious, "Are you hurt?"

I touched Luo Mio up and down, but I didn't find it.

Luo Mio was immersed in pain and did not respond.

He hummed, "The elbow hurts so much."

He moved too hastily just now and didn't have time to grasp it, so when he fell down, in order to avoid injury to his head, he directly eased the force with his elbow.

It's just that he never thought of one thing.

Nima, the protagonist is so heavy!

Obviously looks weak and windy like a bamboo pole.

He is not satisfied.

Zong Yujin saw the changing expression on his face, and his worry turned into helplessness.

He couldn't help pinching his cheek, "The pain is still so energetic, I don't think you have learned a long lesson from the pain at all."

Speaking of which, get angry.

If others want to fall, he will fall, and he will blindly save some people.

So many people, won't others help?

As far as his small arms and calves are, he still saves people, and now he hurts himself.

"It's not allowed to be like this in the future, you know?" The finger flicked his forehead fiercely, warning.

"Ouch." Luo Mio covered her forehead that was shot, glared at the perpetrator in dissatisfaction, and complained all over her face, "You bully people, I am a wounded now."

Elbows are still hot.

Zong Yujin gave him a cool look, and gently pulled up his sleeves.

A large piece of frayed skin invaded the blood-colored skin and printed into the eyes, the pupils shrank sharply, and the strength on the hands involuntarily increased.

"Ah." Luo Miao exclaimed, and quickly raised her hand to pat Zong Yujin.

"Quick, let go. Are your hands made of steel? My bones are about to be crushed by you. Are you taking the opportunity to take revenge?"

"But first, it's immoral to take advantage of people's dangers like this. You can't do this, and people will laugh at you."

Luo Mio really wanted to stay away from the male protagonist, who was a frequent target of accidents, but he had more than enough power.

The opponent's clamp was too tight, and he couldn't break free.

Don't dare to work hard, it hurts.

Zong Yujin took out a handkerchief to bandage the wound with a cold face, and held his breath at Luo Miao, who was showing her teeth and claws.

Don't know good people.

If it was before, if someone dared to do this in front of him, he would have cleaned up.

But facing him, he just couldn't do it.

Only secretly angry.

Tie a bow maliciously, Zong Yujin's mood finally became clearer.