Chapter 11: Ambiguity

The sound of the man's footsteps was loud, and he stepped on one step at a time very steadily and slowly, reminiscent of the Hades who demanded his life.

Not only Zhao Ke, but even several girls in front of the full-length mirror saw the man walking upstairs slowly from the mirror, stunned in place.

"Mom and Dad didn't teach you how to speak?"

As if he hadn't slowed down after running, there was still a thin layer of sweat on his white forehead, and he stopped a step away, and with his height advantage, he still stared at them condescendingly.

Innate royal aura.

He squinted, frowning, and before they could speak, he popped the plastic water bottle in his hand, twisted it into a ball and smashed it into the mirror behind one of the girls.

The plastic edge was broken across the girl's side face, like a gust of wind, lifting the short hair on the side of her ear, and everyone didn't have time to react, only to hear the "bang" of waste plastic on the mirror.

The short-haired girl who was full of pickled words before had already froze, and cold sweat continued to ooze out of her back.

"If you learn again, you won't be able to talk well, and next time you'll be like this piece of waste."

Several girls looked at each other, and they didn't dare to come out.

"White." Xu Wen was bold, and suddenly whispered softly, "They didn't mean to ...... either."

Hearing this, his white eyes moved from the middle to Xu Wen on the side, he squinted again, and said coldly, "I know you?" ”

Obviously, she didn't expect Bai Yao to give face to the beauty so much, Xu Wen's face was a little ugly, she pretended to be calm, "Last time in the office, we had ......"

"I'm acquainted with you?"

Xu Wen let out an "ah", catching a glimpse of the man's gloomy gaze, she didn't dare to say any more.

Bai Hao swept over a few people slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't go?" ”

The footsteps hurried away, and Bai Bai was still standing in place, staring at the mirror, "Still not coming out yet?" ”

He looked at the figure in the mirror coming out from behind the wall, and his expression gradually softened.

Zhao Ke went downstairs and passed by him, but the man suddenly grabbed his wrist, and she heard him say, "I solved the trouble for you, and I can't hear a word of thanks?" ”

If it weren't for you, there would be no such bad luck.

When the words came to her mouth, she was forced to change it into an emotionless "thank you".

From beginning to end, he felt a sense of alienation from her.

Looking at her back as she descended the stairs in the mirror, Bai Hao suddenly asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhao Ke didn't look back, and when she heard this, she just stopped, "Our relationship doesn't seem to have reached the point where we can chat." ”

Inexplicably, she spoke with thorns all over her body, Bai Hao was very unhappy, he turned around, strode over, and blocked in front of Zhao Ke, "You can't talk well?" ”

Hearing this, she sneered, "Has Uncle Bai forgotten what the scene was when we first met in this school?" She frowned at him, and she added, "Corrupt Alley, your dog beat me up, just because of this, how do you think I can talk to you well?" ”

After hearing this, he couldn't take a step when he saw the person walking away, and felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a needle.

……

The lunch break ends with the afternoon sprint event.

Zhao Ke took a half-day off on the grounds that she was not feeling well, and when she returned, it was just the end of the 100-meter high school boy.

Bai Hao only won by 0.5 seconds to Zhang Jiyang.

At the end of the game, Zhang Jiyang walked over to the check-in area, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing his eyes, Zhao Ke was uncomfortable.

Although his eyes avoided him, Zhang Jiyang still stopped in front of him and opened his hand at her.

Ignoring it, Zhao Ke raised his eyes, "What are you doing?" ”

Zhang Jiyang stared at her and nodded his head down.

Following his gaze, Zhao Ke's gaze was on the number bib in front of his waist.

She smiled and gritted her teeth, but there was no smile in her eyes, and she said word by word with extraordinary force, "Solve it yourself." ”

She didn't move, Zhang Jiyang kept standing here, seeing that there were more and more people checking around him, the corners of his mouth rose and he looked like he was watching a good show, "Are you so afraid of me?" ”

Zhao Ke snorted coldly, and it happened that the radio was urging the start of the next game check-in, she scolded secretly, and got up to untie his number bib.

Stretching out two fingers to pick up the buckle, Zhao Ke tried not to touch other places.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiyang lowered his head, without warning, and blew into the most sensitive place behind her ear, "I miss the smell of you that day." With that, he curled his lips and smiled.

Immediately, she was creepy, and she rushed to her with a warm breath, and she shivered.

She raised her eyes and was about to scold back, when suddenly a hand next to her pulled Zhao Ke away.

A brute force.

Zhao Ke fell unsteadily into an embrace, and through the thin T-shirt, she could feel her head hitting his chest.

She looked up, and it was white.

He didn't know when he got here.

He squinted at Zhang Jiyang, "You don't have hands?" ”

Zhang Jiyang looked at the whiteness of his eyes, then glanced at Zhao Ke, who was protected by him, chuckled with the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth, took off the number bib and threw it at the check-in table.

After the person walked away, Zhao Ke quietly widened the distance from him, and his face became a little gloomy under his white eyes.

"Thank you."

Zhao Ke didn't look at him, for a while, as if she felt the yin feeling coming from beside her, she raised her head again and fell into a pair of dark eyes.

With a white and calm face, he stared at Zhao Ke abruptly and bluntly, "You won't refuse?" Just go on the pole to provoke a man? ”

After a moment of confusion, Zhao Ke glared at him, "What are you crazy about!" ”

"Crazy?" He sneered coldly, grabbed Zhao Ke's hand, and dragged him outside.

Outside the venue, he grabbed someone directly to the second floor and threw her against a wall, so strong that she could clearly hear the sound of her back hitting the wall.

"Are you sick?" Zhao Ke frowned painfully and subconsciously yelled at him.

Then, I saw him staring at Zhao Ke, his gaze swept over her lips, and finally stopped on her white neck.

"Where did he kiss you?"