In the end, Du Chi did not escape the tragic fate in the end, and he was abused in the boxing ring and couldn't get up.

And in full view!

The whole hall was full of him begging for mercy.

Du Chi was like a salted fish, constantly rolling and playing on the platform, but he refused to get up.

The other people in the hall who watched the whole process were amazed, and felt that this newcomer was very interested in their appetite!

Suddenly, the cheers came and went.

Du Chi, who usually practices how ruthless they are, is now being abused!

There is a burst of darkness in my heart!

Du Chi, who had a blue nose and swollen face, threw his white vest as a little white flag begging for mercy.

But there was a wave of slander in my heart, whose boss treated the younger brother like this!

Specifically hit in the face!

This is definitely venting anger!

I don't know who made the boss angry!

He definitely did not admit that it was the reason for his own words!

Du Chi was not disabled, but he howled that his leg was broken and he couldn't get up.

Wei Pujue vented, there was a light sweat on his body, but his mood was a little more comfortable with a series of moves and evasion and the evaporation of sweat.

Putting the gloves heavily in front of Du Chi, Du Chi only felt that the boxing ring trembled, thinking that he was going to be beaten, and immediately closed his eyes desperately.

Wei Pujue sneered.

The clothes were not buttoned back again, and the sweat on the abdomen soaked the thin white shirt, which looked a little transparent and sexy.

The cuffs were rolled up to the middle of the arms, the neckline was slightly open, and Wei Pujue directly exposed half of his crescent-colored chest, and left with his own things.

Phoenix looked at Wei Pujue's departing back, looked at the slender figure that was not rough, and recalled the speed of the man just now as fast as an eagle, and as fierce as a leopard.

His eyes were half-squinted, and there was an interesting light in his pure blue pupils.

What a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this place!

Du Chi was afraid that Wei Pujue would go and return, and after a while, he got up.

The face is very bad and he kicks when he sees those who are happy.

"Get out of here and train!"

"You and I can still win!

Du Chi sobbed and returned to the conference hall.

Jiang Yubai took time out of his busy schedule to look up, and when he saw Du Chi's miserable appearance, he was instantly overjoyed.

"Are you stealing a man?"

Du Chi scolded and scolded: "Get out! Come and rub the medicine for Lao Tzu!"

Wei Pujue went home and took a shower for nearly an hour.

The face with distinct facial features and cold looks looming in the diffuse upward steam, which adds to the hazy beauty.

Wei Pujue's mind was full of mixed thoughts, but with the flow of water, his mind gradually emptied.

......

In the evening, night falls.

Xiao Leng felt that he was extraordinarily indulgent to this human.

The door has been closed again, and Wei Pujue on the sofa is sitting in a very big guy-like posture with his legs crossed.

Wei Pujue, who washed off the sweat on his body, was light, clean and clean, without a trace of anger.

"Xiao Leng. ”

Wei Pujue rarely spoke to Xiao Leng so seriously.

Xiao Leng felt a little surprised, and intuitively felt that he had something serious to discuss, Xiao Leng directly faced Wei Pujue and sat cross-legged on the ground lightly.

Under such an action, Wei Pujue's words couldn't be said like this.

Xiao Leng, who was cross-legged, was only a head taller than the sofa, and he looked up even more if he wanted to look at Wei Pujue's face.

His eyes were confused for a while, waiting for Wei Pujue to speak.

This posture of raising Wei Pujue infinitely makes him feel very weird.

How do you feel like the lord in that kind of big mansion, like he wants to force someone!

Xiao Leng seemed to realize that he was lower, walked onto the bed, and sat cross-legged.

I got used to it, and suddenly I couldn't change it.

Xiao Leng sighed.

But every time I faced Wei Pujue, I subconsciously brought my previous behavior over!

Some can't figure it out!

Xiao Leng only thought that Wei Pujue was too handsome, and the breath on her body made her involuntarily think of the curling Shuxin Palace.

Wei Pujue, who adjusted his mentality, said: "Yesterday was Wenwen's birthday, what about your birthday? ”

Jiang Yubai called him just now, but he couldn't find any information about Xiao Leng no matter what, which was the same as what Wei Pujue was thinking.

Either it's a big move on that side, or it's really ordinary.

Wei Pujue was a little entangled, but he also wanted to be better to Xiao Leng.

And Xiao Leng, who was not very honest at this time, felt that it was time for her to lie.

"My birthday is the same as yours. ”

Xiao Leng didn't know his birth date, but Xiao Leng didn't know what day Wei Pujue's birthday was.

She said it without pressure.

Of course, Wei Pujue didn't believe it, but he didn't say much, "Then you can follow me in the future." ”

learned about the "common sense" from Chu Zhenyu, Xiao Leng only felt that Wei Pujue asked her birthday, and he must have the same thoughts as Chu Zhenyu.

He wants to raid himself!

Xiao Leng's face flushed, but it dissipated in a moment.

It's just that I can't sleep no matter how I think about things.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Leng in the dark lifted the quilt and jumped directly onto the bay window four meters away.

There was a pale pink cotton yarn hanging on the bay window, and Xiao Leng got into it and sat cross-legged.

From time to time, a little starlight began to surround her.

The long, curled black eyelashes also have a clear, thin and cool light hanging on them.

Xiao Leng's body was glowing with radiance, and his skin was as clear and delicate as jade, with flowing colors.

The crescendo and weakening air flow around made the cotton yarn fluctuate like a wave, connecting Xiao Leng's pajamas, bulging and moving.

It wasn't until a flash of light in the early morning shone on Xiao Leng's delicate and agile side face that Xiao Leng's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes slowly opened.

It's another sunny day.

One in the middle.

Except for the champion building on the third floor, the other floors are chattering.

The young people standing in the corridor were wearing blue and white school uniforms, all full of energy, like high-spirited little poplars.

Xiao Leng looked at the human beings bouncing around, and his heart warmed.

Yan Qiyao saw Xiao Leng in front of her, and went up the stairs with some effort in three steps and two steps, and walked side by side with Xiao Leng.

"Leng Leng, good morning!" Xiao Leng came back to his senses in a crisp voice.

"Good morning, Wang. ”

Yan Qiyao blushed a little, and pulled the hem of Xiao Leng's clothes a little nervously.

"Leng Leng, I'm going to take the 800-meter test today, I'm a little panicked, it seems that the sports results are not good, and it will have a certain impact on university admission. ”

Xiao Leng nodded, Lao Yan seemed to say so, she didn't listen much in class, just memorized a rough idea.

"It's okay, I'm not panicking. Xiao Leng grimaced.

Yan Qiyao bit her lower lip and couldn't speak.

Xiao Leng looked at the poor Yan Qiyao, and for some reason, he was moved by compassion.

Maybe she likes Yan Qiyao's eyes too much, or maybe Yan Qiyao always likes to chat with her, which makes her learn a lot and be able to integrate into the world better and faster.

Anyway, this favor should be helped!

Xiao Leng learned Zhang An'an's behavior and grabbed her hand to comfort her.

"It's okay, you can too. ”

Yan Qiyao said that she was even more panicked.