The shirtless man looked at his companion who had fallen in front of him, stunned.

They didn't expect that the little boy in front of them, who looked like he was in his teens, would be so good at kung fu.

Mo Qi held the beer bottle, playing with it boredly, step by step, approaching them.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a little girl watching not far away, if it wasn't for the last time she dealt with Yizhuang's affairs, her own methods were too violent and made her angry.

Otherwise, according to his character, this bottle would have been slapped on the man's head a long time ago.

The little girl is watching, and she has to pay attention to her image.

"Wait, let me come!"

After Wang Chuchu watched Mo Qi handsomely beat them, without saying a word, she shouted and rushed straight to Mo Qi's side.

There was a snap and a slap in the man's face.

The man was stunned.

Wang Chuchu looked at Mo Qi, "Is there any way to stun him, but not hurt his life?" ”

Mo Qi smiled and nodded, "Leave this kind of heavy work to me." ”

I saw him punch him twice.

The men who were still shouting just now were all unconscious.

"Thank you, thank you for saving me!"

The woman knelt on the beach gratefully, crying and thanking her.

"You hurry up, this big night, if you don't meet us, the consequences will be unimaginable......" Wang Chuchu helped her up and said.

The woman thanked her again and again, then ran towards the crowd.

"Let's go, we'll go back too." Mo Qi said.

"Chu Chu, I'm still quite an advantage, right?"

The two of them walked on the road, cold, and Mo Qi suddenly said such a sentence.

"What? Well, tonight, it seems like you've surprised me. ”

She praised from the bottom of her heart.

"So, do you like me a little more?"

"Mo Qi! How do you come back to this question! You're really verbose! Didn't I tell you many times, I'm not in love! ”

"I didn't ask you to fall in love with me, I think you like me!"

"Isn't that the same?!" If you like him, isn't that just falling in love? Wang Chuchu was helpless to the extreme.

"It's different, I don't want you to fall in love with me, I just want you to like me. Falling in love is a verb, liking is a noun, I want a noun ......"

Mo Qi is serious nonsense.

Wang Chuchu looked at him with an expression of "You are a genius, I admit defeat", "Mo Qi, I, I have served you!" ”

Mo Qi smiled, didn't speak, and didn't ask her if she wanted to think about herself.

The two of them walked back with a very tacit understanding.

During this period, Wang Chuchu secretly aimed at him.

Angular faces, strands of hair that hang down gently flutter with the night breeze.

It's a beautiful boy, that's right.

I always thought that boys like them, who have a good family background, a high IQ, and are handsome, and have grown up like a small number of stars holding the moon, will not have a sense of justice.

Seeing that he singled out a few people just now, after saving the girl, he didn't look at the girl, nor was he complacent in front of her and the girl.

Well, he still has that kind of ancient chivalrous heart.

As it happens, that's what she likes.

After coming back.

Go to class as normal, get out of class, go home.

It's just that the only difference is that it's been half a month, and Mo Qi has never seen it.

Although, usually he occasionally disappears for a few days before he emerges, but it's rare to be like this time, for a full fourteen days, there is not a single fart, which is still rare.

Wang Chuchu changed from excitement at the beginning to boredom now.

Why is it boring, because Yu Xiaoche can't find it.

I used to like to follow myself, with my mouth like a bird, and I chattered all day long.

Now, there is no Mo Qi and no Yu Xiaoche.

She herself, on the contrary, is a little unaccustomed!

"Hey, Yu Xiaoche, are you free tonight......"

"No time, no time, no time, no time in the next month, you go back quickly after class, I asked someone to cook you your favorite chicken soup, that's all, bye!"

Wang Chuchu's smile froze on his face.

In the mobile phone, the call has been hung up.

"What are you going to do?"

On the way home, Wang Chuchu kept thinking about this question.

"Who, who sent me WeChat?"