Chapter Thirty-Seven: You Touch Porcelain! You're not touching porcelain

Qiao Yu also unzipped his school uniform.

Inside is the trumpet club T, a little big, loose and loose on the body, taking advantage of the teenager to get thinner and thinner.

Depend on!

You've got uniforms!

This one is bigger.

Look at it from afar.

Drink –

All white!

A bunch of young people in society are stupid!

Qiao Yu stood at the front.

Her posture is like a bamboo, her hands are clenched into fists, and her voice is clear.

"Xiao Nanshan, Qiao Yu, you are glad to meet."

The old man's momentum is not false.

"Shuxiangyuan, Xun Jianping!"

"Shuxiangyuan, Tao Zhongxin!"

"Shuxiangyuan, Wang Heping!"

A sound, full of energy, like thunder!

it!

He Ran's eyes widened.

"You!"

You touch porcelain!

Do you want to touch porcelain!

The bald big brother swallowed.

"How do you fight this? The cost of medicine is a bit high. ”

The tattooed little brother was also cowardly.

"If you fall, you have to sell your house."

How to fight this!

Can't afford to mess with it! it!

Qiao Yu was a little confused.

Quietly turned back and asked.

"Why don't they sign up?"

Xun Jianping looked serious.

"They're scared."

Scared?

Qiao Yu said a word of comfort to He Ran.

"Competitive competition is communication, don't be afraid."

“!!!”

Rock the boat!

Are you stirring up trouble!

"I said you kid, play with us!"

"Are you so cowardly!"

"There's a whole kind of moth."

Although you can't fight, you can't lose momentum!

A group of young people in society scolded and scolded, and all swear words came out, but they just didn't do anything.

Qiao Yu: "......"

It's a foul word.

The old man became popular all of a sudden.

Their temper tantrums came up, and they were about to give them some color.......

"Huh? Jianping, the little rabbit cub in front, is it your eldest grandson? ”

", Lao Wang, that kid is also there!"

"The tattoo looks like Lao Chen's, damn, Lao Tzu's reading glasses."

The old men squinted and looked.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Chen Yu, you little rabbit cub, why are you here!"

The tattooed little boy put away the spittle.

Then I saw my old man rushing over and grabbing his ear.

"! Grandpa let go! ”

This sudden change made the crowd explode all at once.

To know.

The elderly community of Shuxiang Jingyuan is well configured, so Qiao Yu, the old man in the surrounding community of Yucheng No. 1 Middle School, knows everyone!

These little gangsters all live nearby.

Where is this fighting!

This is simply a sue for parents!

"Grandpa, let it go!"

"Don't dare, don't dare anymore! I didn't fight! ”

"I'll be home right away."

The thugs were intimidated.

Damn it.

Fight your own family!

It's especially your own elders!

One by one, they are admitting it quickly!

He Ran gritted his teeth.

You Qiao Yu's trick!

Vicious!

The classmates hiding behind the trees were stunned.

This...... That's not going to fight!

Do they want to sue the teacher?

This large-scale confession scene made Qiao Yu a little confused.

"Isn't it a competition? Why don't you fight? ”

What a hair!

The technical school gangsters cursed in their hearts.

I just don't dare to do it.

"Just you kids, you still want to bully us Xiaoliu?"

"Which little bunny called you here?"

"Stand up for me!"

After the old men cleaned up their eldest grandson, they began to stand up for Qiao Yu.

Chen Yu pointed at He Ran.

"It's him!"

He Ran was taken aback.

You!

Chen Yu felt bitter in his heart.

Now is not the time to talk about brotherly righteousness!

He Ran gritted his teeth and looked at Qiao Yu.

"I'll ask you, do you dare to go it alone."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the old man was happy.

"You're going to go head-to-head with our little six?"

"It's quite bold."

"Have courage!"