On the field, Yuan Shan raised his hand with a wicked smile on his face, but said in his mouth: "Ahhhhh ”

Everyone could see that Yuan Shan was deliberate, but no one loudly reprimanded Yuan Shan's behavior, just talked in a whisper.

Ruan Jiaojiao covered her shoulders and looked at Yuan Shan with deep eyes.

Yuan Shan was stared at like that, and the back of his neck didn't know why it was cold.

He shook his head, telling himself that he was just overthinking.

Isn't she just a woman who relies on men? What else can he do?

What kind of bullshit Mr. Fu, anyway, he has nothing to do with that one, he doesn't believe it, what kind of Mr. Fu can still kill him?

Yuan Shan thought nonchalantly, and the malicious smile on his face was very eye-catching.

Zhao Nianli, who was standing not far from him, clenched his fists, and a rare trace of anger crossed his eyes.

He walked quickly to Yuan Shan, gritted his teeth and said, "If I don't beat you to your knees and call your father today, Lao Tzu will believe you." ”

It's okay to hurt him, but it's okay to hurt his junior sister, no!

This little episode obviously could not affect the normal running of the basketball game, and with the referee's whistle, the game restarted.

Ruan Jiaojiao was so painful that she couldn't move her right shoulder, and she couldn't even lift her arm.

Su Yan next to her asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" I'll take you to the infirmary. ”

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Nianli, who was fighting on the field, and shook her head with a pale face.

"I'll wait until the game is over."

Su Yan saw Ruan Jiaojiao's insistence, and didn't say anything more.

Fu Qiran, who was in the dark, saw Ruan Jiaojiao holding her shoulders and her face was pale, but she was still stubbornly watching the basketball game, and her eyes became darker.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Ruan Jiaojiao's number.

Ruan Jiaojiao heard the phone ringing, took out the phone with her left hand and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Fu." She let out a whisper.

I don't know why, she always felt as if Mr. Fu knew that she was injured.

"Come out." Fu Qiran's voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing some anger.

Ruan Jiaojiao was stunned, "Mr. Fu, are you at the Sports University?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Qiran replied in a low voice, "Jiaojiao, don't let me say it a second time." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't dare to disobey Fu Qiran, so she could only respond with a "hmm".

She put her phone away and bent over to walk outside.

Zhao Nianli, who was in a state of anger, did not see Ruan Jiaojiao's departure.

Catalyzed by anger, he completely turned on the "Demon King" mode, but in just two minutes, he had already tied the score.

The game is getting more and more exciting, but Ruan Jiaojiao can't see it.

After Ruan Jiaojiao walked out of the basketball court, she saw Fu Qiran standing at the door with a gloomy face.

"Mr. Fu." Ruan Jiaojiao shouted in a low voice.

The left hand that was originally covering his shoulder also naturally fell down the moment he saw Fu Qiran.

Fu Qiran's eyes fell on Ruan Jiaojiao's shoulder.

Today, Ruan Jiaojiao was wearing a light blue floral sundress, and the shoulder that was hit by the basketball had turned red and swollen, completely exposed to Fu Qiran's eyes, staining his eyes red.

Fu Qiran raised his hand, and his fingertips touched the red and swollen area.

Ruan Jiaojiao's body subconsciously shrank.

Fu Qiran's eyes sank, and there was a hint of cruelty in his voice that was almost cold.

"How can a person who dares to hurt Jiaojiao live in the world easily?"

As he said this, he reached out and hugged Ruan Jiaojiao, pressing her head against his chest, so that she could not see the dark expression on his face.