Looking at Chen Mo with a stiff expression on the display screen, Bai Xiaoran held his cheeks, half happy, half melancholy and sighed.

There was a doorbell ringing outside the bedroom, and it seemed that a guest had come to the house. Bai Xiaoran lay on the bed and didn't move, still fiddling with the camera, sometimes sideways, and sometimes vertically.

The photo was taken on the field that day, Chen Mo was running and sweaty, and when Bai Xiaoran pulled him to take a selfie, he felt that the strong smell of sweat almost drowned him. If it had been someone else, I'm afraid she would have already covered her nose and fled, but Chen Mo was obviously different.

At that time, Bai Xiaoran was a little dizzy and a little shy.

Bai Xiaoran also calmed down and seriously analyzed his feelings. She found that it was not an accidental process from the beginning of her heartbeat to the deeper and deeper she is now. Chen Mo's ruthlessness of never giving up, as well as his responsibility beyond his age, are like invisible magnetic fields, making Bai Xiaoran irresistibly attracted, and at the same time, the other boys in her eyes have all become mollusks.

Will he like me?

Bai Xiaoran often couldn't help but think about this question, and sometimes he thought about it, his face was flushed, and he didn't see everything around him. She didn't know about her changes, and she had already been seen by her mother Zhuo Lan.

Zhuo Lan was a person from the past, and she could guess what the strange performance of the pearl in her palm meant, which surprised her.

Although it is the age when love first opens, her daughter's surname is arrogant, and every time she mentions a boy in the same class, she always replaces it with "a certain child". She also summed up at the dinner table in an old-fashioned manner that today's boys generally lack male hormones, and if they are placed in a matriarchal society, I am afraid they will not even have the right to reproduce.

Zhuo Lan advocates an enlightened way of education, but this does not mean that she is willing to see Bai Xiaoran fall in love. She is very curious about what kind of person she is, how old she is, and what her identity is with the different surname that can make her daughter tempted. Thinking of so many liars in today's society, she couldn't help but feel worried, and after thinking about it for a long time, she finally decided to ask for foreign help to help.

"Puppy love?" Not long after Zhuo Yitian entered the door, he was dumbfounded by the bombshell thrown by Zhuo Lan, "Little aunt, it's impossible, right?" That's the surname, which boy can lower her? ”

Zhuo Lan made a quiet gesture, glanced at the direction of the bedroom, and sighed slightly, "I'm afraid it's not a child in the school, then it's troublesome." ”

"You mean, you're afraid of running into bad guys?" Zhuo Yitian immediately understood what she meant, and raised his eyebrows, "If there is such a thing, I will definitely make that bastard regret why he came to this world!" ”

"I think it's better for you to talk about it. In this regard, it is not so easy for parents to communicate with their children, and if it arouses rebellion, it will be difficult to do. Zhuo Lan looked helpless.

"Well, I understand." Zhuo Yitian nodded, discussed with the other party for a while, got up and walked to Bai Xiaoran's bedroom.

Bai Xiaoran heard that the door was directly pushed open, and just wanted to complain about his mother and disrespect his personal **, when he turned his head and saw Zhuo Yitian, who was dressed neatly, he immediately cheered and jumped, "Sister, why are you here?" ”

The two cousins are not much different in age and have always had a very close relationship. Zhuo Yitian entered the room and leaned directly on the bed, stretched, and before he could think of the opening remarks, his eyes were attracted by the digital camera next to the pillow, "Huh? I think I've seen this man somewhere. ”

Bai Xiaoran saw that his cousin unceremoniously picked up the camera to take a closer look, and couldn't help but be very anxious, and pounced on it to snatch it back. Zhuo Yitian picked her up with one hand without looking at it, and threw her aside like a kitten, and her two long legs pressed against her body.

"Strange Woman! Violent maniac! Bai Xiaoran was so pressed that she couldn't move, and screamed in a hurry, "Don't touch my things, I'm going to call and complain to my grandfather!" ”

Old Man Zhuo is the supreme helmsman of the entire big family, and his majesty is extremely great, and ordinary juniors are often so frightened that they don't even dare to breathe. Zhuo Yitian heard Bai Xiaoran carry him out, but he didn't seem to care, "Go and sue, what can that stinky old man do to me?" ”

Bai Xiaoran was speechless for a while, and when he saw that the hard one was not good, he could only come to the soft one, "Good sister, you have practiced kung fu, but I haven't practiced it, how can you be so bullying!" Give me back the camera, there's nothing to see, can I ask you out for milk tea? ”

"Who is this kid?" Zhuo Yitian pointed to Chen Mo on the screen and asked lightly.

"Why am I telling you? If you have the ability, you can check it! Bai Xiaoran snorted.

Zhuo Yitian lazily brushed his short hair and moved his legs, "Don't say it." Last time I saw a little hooligan on the street harassing a girl, and he looked a little like him. ”

"Such an old-fashioned cliché trick is still used!" Bai Xiaoran snatched the camera and scoffed, "It's okay to tell you, Brother Chen Mo is a student in the high school of our school, and the whole school has praised him, but the kind of little hooligan you said has been beaten a lot by him." ”

"You're in a relationship with him?" Zhuo Yitian suddenly went straight in.

Bai Xiaoran was dumbfounded for a moment, and he was hesitant for a while, before he blushed slightly and said, "No ......"

Zhuo Yitian looked at her expression change coldly, and he already knew it in his heart, and frowned imperceptibly, and a chill gradually grew in his eyes.

Half an hour later, Zhuo Yitian chatted softly with Zhuo Lan and hurriedly said goodbye. In the elevator, she took out her mobile phone and found a photo - the person on it was also Chen Mo.

is different from the appearance of Mu Ne taken by Bai Xiaoran, in this photo, Chen Mo just stepped off the ring, his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat, and his right hand was holding his injured left arm.

His eyes are like wolves.

"He's it?" Zhuo Yitian muttered to himself.

In the early morning two days later, Chen Mo walked out of the "Heavenly Palace" club and rode a mountain bike into the alley.

The restoration work on the Ares robot is finally over, his kicked and broken arm bones have been seamlessly engaged, and the tiny fragments of the bones that were broken have been cleaned up, and the whole arm can be moved without any abnormality.

In addition to saving medical expenses, which made Chen Mo feel that it was not bad, his current mood was not relaxed at all. The last time he fought with a professional boxer, he clearly felt the huge gap in physique and the terrible kicking skills. He wasn't sure if he would survive the next injury and win.

What else do I have outside of the outbreak?

Chen Mo pedaled the car fast, wanting to go back to Old Man Mo as soon as possible to adjust the file. A pair of punches alone is certainly not enough, and he hopes that he will have time to get an idea of his legs before his next boxing bout.

A loud whistle pierced the silence, Chen Mo braked, and turned his head to see a heavy motorcycle parked under the dim street lamp on the side of the street. A female rider in a tight leather suit was leaning back on the bike, looking coldly at her.

"Your name is Chen Mo?" The female rider asked.

"Hmm." Chen Mo got off the bus with his legs and stood still. Although I don't know the other party's intention, this time and place obviously does not belong to the friendly people.

The female rider's sudden appearance was like a leopard jumping out of the jungle, Chen Mo didn't have time to react at all, he was knocked down by her high whip leg, and the world was spinning in front of him.

"Tell me, what did you rely on to win that boxing match, or else you'll be on you!" The female rider stepped on his crotch and rubbed it slowly, her plump lips in the light of the lamp like temptation and devil's grin.