The enthusiastic and lively Bing Su naturally didn't know that he had just passed by with the perverted [Shura] in the inner net. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It was not long before Mu Fan, who was like a gust of wind, rushed in as if she had just woken up from a dream, but all she saw was an empty corridor.

Where are the figures who have just run?

Not a food delivery?

The dazed Bing Su returned to the avenue.

Mu Fan had already appeared in the first battle room.

This is what Lu Qingxue told him before, the privileges that belong to honorary members, except that they have no management authority, and other benefits are basically equivalent to those of the vice president.

So he naturally had direct access to the first battle room, which was one of the benefits.

It is a dojo that combines training and combat, with four intact wooden stakes and weapon racks equipped with a variety of training weapons.

Of course, as the territory of the kendo club, it is still dominated by all kinds of swords.

In the corner of the dojo is an entrance that needs to be opened independently.

There is a separate gravity training room, which Mu Fan has seen since the last time he came in.

The helmet was placed on the ground on the side, and then the twenty boxes of fried rice in his hand were neatly put down.

Mu Fan licked his lips, he was afraid that one would not be able to help but eat them all.

So he was witty and came up with an excellent method in an instant.

Warm-up meals, gravity training meals, and chop training meals!

Perfect!

Mu Fan opened a box of fried rice, although the canteen was very rough, it did not prevent it from being a real food flavor at all, far from being comparable to synthetic food.

Now that the food is in front of him, Mu Fan is hanging upside down with both hands on a handstand above the fried rice.

One bent arm is pressed down, and the mouth gnaws until a mouthful of rice.

Oh~

With a two-arm jump, Mu Fan rolled in the air and landed.

After swallowing a mouthful of rice, he was ground into slag as soon as he entered his stomach, and the aroma stimulated his taste buds.

I forgot to eat.

Let's warm up like this! Hahahaha.

So Mu Fan turned back with two arms in a row, and he took another bite into his stomach.

Oh~

This time he flipped a circle trajectory and took a bite into his stomach.

Oh~

I saw that Mu Fan, who was stimulated by food, was like a hot wheel, rolling around the whole room, and whenever he passed by the boxed lunch, he would take a mouthful, and in the blink of an eye, the boxed lunch was empty.

Turning around in a volley for two weeks, landing in a steady handstand posture, Mu Fan moved his neck satisfactorily, and the effect was better than he imagined. Eat half more, and go to the Fighter Instructor!

Well, you can't go hungry, and keep the rest for you.

Anyway, the dojo here is free, no money.

Mu Fan was happy in his heart.

So with a wave of his palm, the nine lunch boxes were neatly lined up on the ground, and they opened at the same time, and for a while, Mu Fan in the dojo rolled and jumped again, forming a whirlwind.

At the door of the kendo club, the long light chestnut hair scattered behind him like a waterfall swayed rhythmically, and the gentle and jade-like style revealed between the light wrists made the two boys closest to the door shout excitedly: "Hello vice president!" ”

"Vice President, here are the daffodils?"

"Oh my God, the goddess of my dreams actually came today, it turns out that the goddess actually likes to come at night."

Bing Su, who was chopping the wooden stump with his heart, saw the tall beauty with a faint smile on her face, and immediately cheered.

"Wan'er~~ I'm so happy to see you, why do you have the kung fu to come over today?"

"Come and get my training clothes, good evening Susu, isn't Senior Sister Qingxue here?" In the eyes like autumn water, the soft gaze made some of the boys staring here turn their heads embarrassedly.

I can't bear to desecrate such a beautiful daffodil with my eyes.

"Sister Xue, she's not here, I guess there's something, I'll take my clothes and accompany me to the training meeting, Wan'er." Bing Su winked desperately at Right Shiwan.

Looking at her lively friend, Right Shiwan still showed a gentle smile and shook her head, "I'm going to go back after taking it, and there are some things to deal with in the student union." ”

"Oh, okay, I guess you're preparing for the welcome party, my Wan'er is so tired, you have to take care of your body." Bing Su waved his hand reluctantly.

You Shiwan showed a good-looking smile on her face, her eyes blinked slightly to indicate that she was right, and then pointed inside:

"Then I'll go, fellow students, sorry for interrupting your training just now."

After speaking, You Shiwan slowly walked towards the depths of the corridor with an impeccable and graceful gait.

"I'm really envious, the vice president has such an elegant and moving temperament, I like a girl very much."

"Who says it's not, the daffodils of our kendo club just have such a kind of dusty beauty."

"Wan'er's gait is so beautiful, I want to learn it too." Bing Su's beautiful eyes made no secret of his envy.

"Susu, you two have different styles, if you walk like this, then it's not you, and no one likes you."

"I hate it, don't talk about me like that, my sister is so loved!"

The two girls were talking as they were talking and jothing around them to the sound of laughter.

With light and soft steps under her feet, and her body swaying, Right Shiwan was like a woman full of aura in the picture, leaving people with an infinite reverie back, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Opposite Lu Qingxue's president's room, his room was in the direction near the exit. Therefore, Right Shiwan turned around and entered his exclusive room.

The items inside are placed in an orderly manner, and the clean and tidy interior environment is pleasing to the eye.

The locker was next to the passage that connected to the first battle room, so when she looked over, she saw the red light on.

Someone?

Didn't you say that Senior Sister Qingxue was not there?

What's going on here?

The white palm that opened the locker stopped, and pulled out a soft sword from the weapon rack, Right Shiwan's eyes were calm, and he took a few steps forward, and the permission passed, and the door opened.

Oh~~

Oh~~

Whoosh!

As the closed barrier door opened, there were bursts of excited howls and swishing sounds.

Mu Fan, who had just finished eating the eighth box of fried rice, couldn't remember how much he had turned over from here.

I only heard movement next to me, so I subconsciously turned over.

Of course, when I climbed over the fried rice, I took another big bite in my mouth.

So Mu Fan, who had a fried rice face, braked sharply and stopped steadily at the right Shiwan......

50 cm in front of you.

I also subconsciously chewed a few bites in my mouth.

The right master, who had just taken the first step, was frozen.

The long chestnut waterfall hair also stopped swinging.

The two looked at each other.

Right Shi's slender and tall nose frowned slightly, and his eyes swept past Mu Fan to the field, and saw the eight empty lunch boxes in the field and the stack of lunch boxes that had not yet been opened next to it.

Then the red lips opened lightly, like a hollow valley orchid, a soft voice spit out.

"Who are you? This is the president's exclusive battle room. ”

Mu Fan hurriedly chewed a few bites desperately, and finally swallowed this mouthful of rice, and looked at the elegant woman in front of him with wide eyes.

"I'm Mu Fan, an honorary member of the Kendo Club. So how did you come out? ”

"Right Shiwan, vice president of the Kendo Club." The woman's soft voice did not fluctuate in any way with Mu Fan's vulgar behavior, as good as ever.

"Hello, how do you feel like you're a little familiar......" Mu Fan frowned, as if thinking about something.

"I saw you in the morning." Right Shiwan's footsteps lightly lifted around Mu Fan, and Ning He's eyes swept around the dojo, and finally fell on Mu Fan's steaming and hot body, and the voice was quiet and peaceful, like a drizzle of moisturizing things, involuntarily floating into people's hearts.

"There is no prohibition on eating food in the ashram, but ...... That's not good. ”

(To be continued.) )