Chapter Twenty-Three: To go up is to kick it

"What did you just say?" Zhao Cheng plucked his ears.

Feng Xiaoya frowned slightly, gritted her teeth and said a little impatiently, "I said that the other party is a great god, and it is estimated that he will not team up with us." ”

"Not that." Zhao Cheng's eyes were shining, and he looked at Feng Xiaoya expectantly.

Feng Xiaoya was almost furious, "The guild just let us join in the fun and rub a wave of traffic, which is to miss the 100,000 prize money of the Golden League!" ”

Lakh!

100,000 Bonus!

Zhao Cheng calculated, although he made a lot of money today, it was not enough to buy a mobile phone for the goddess.

If he takes 100,000 yuan and asks the goddess to eat the best meat and drink the best wine, then the goddess still doesn't lift the pomegranate skirt to him and let him drill??

Zhao Cheng swallowed his saliva fiercely, then walked to the bathroom and took a cold shower, thinking about how to spend the 100,000 yuan.

But he just thought about it, and he didn't want to participate at all.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of missing out on a billion.

This feeling of frustration made him very irritable.

Feng Xiaoya looked at Zhao Cheng, who was lost in his soul, and scolded, "Neurotic." ”

The psychology did not think in the direction of Zhao Cheng thinking about taking the Golden League bonus at all.

After all, in her heart, Zhao Chengcheng can only talk about it.

The next day.

After the start of school, Zhao Cheng was busy with Feng Xiaoya's luggage and dormitory, and he was very busy.

But no one would have imagined that Zhao Cheng would be able to send away Feng Xiaoya, the big Buddha, was happy.

After everything was done, Zhao Cheng was in the dormitory, stretching out his hand to Feng Xiaoya in front of several students in the same dormitory.

After seeing Feng Xiaoya naturally take out ten yuan from HelloKitty's wallet and hand it over to Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng walked out of the dormitory happily.

Only the ambiguous eyes of the elementary school girl were left, and they slowly turned into disdain.

But Zhao Cheng counted the money happily and put ten yuan in his socks with cherishment.

Zhao Cheng looked at the time, walked to the school from the main entrance to the teaching building, and waited by the flower bed, not waiting long to resemble a Hatano knot...... Oh no, Goddess Lin Yiyi was dragging her suitcase through the main entrance.

Not to mention, I haven't seen it in a summer vacation, with a fresh and lovely appearance, small and delicate facial features, never moved at all, the original ecology is like a doll, and her big wavy hair flows with her movements.

The skinny T-shirt is printed with a pair of cute big eyes, which are propped up and look round and full.

With a miniskirt, black stockings, straight legs, and a height of 1.7 meters, she stands out among the girls, which is the biggest benefit of the school year for leg control.

Zhao Cheng saw the opportunity, happily stepped up, and snatched the trolley box in Lin Yiyi's hand, "Goddess Yiyi, let me do this kind of heavy work." ”

"Huh?" Lin Yiyi was taken aback by Zhao Cheng who suddenly appeared, and her cheeks were particularly moving.

Zhao Cheng thought that this kind of woman must be petted in the palm of her hand.

"Zhao Cheng!" Lin Yiyi's willow eyebrows were raised, and disgust flashed in her eyes, "Give me back the box, don't touch my things!" ”

"Goddess Yiyi, why are you still so cold to me." Zhao Cheng didn't want to provoke Lin Yiyi, so he had to hand the box to Lin Yiyi.

"Disgusting." After saying that, he shook his hair and left.

Zhao Cheng looked at the peach buttocks swaying under his thin waist, not to mention how energetic he was.

Forget it.

"One, two, three, four...... Fifteen words, well, the goddess Yiyi also said my name, at least compared to last semester. ”

Zhao Chengle was about to choose a class, but at this time, he was suddenly stopped by a green hair, "Eh, it's you, did you touch Lin Yiyi's thing just now?" ”

Zhao Cheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, paused, and raised his sword eyebrows, "What are you doing?" ”

The green hair spat on the ground, "Brush, Lao Tzu asked you, did you touch Lin Yiyi's things!" ”

Zhao Cheng plucked out his ears, most tired of this kind of person yelling at him.

Whoever is madder than him will be even crazier!

So crazy that the opponent has no temper!

Zhao Cheng went up and kicked it, "Who the allowed you to call my wife's name!" ”