Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Bottle of AD Calcium Milk Ran Away?

He Ran ignored it.

He just stared at Qiao Yu and repeated.

"Do you dare to go it alone."

"Don't dare."

He Ran: "......"

Everyone: "......"

It's so fast!

Qiao Yu actually felt a little lost hope in his heart.

back then.

They Xiao Nanshan and Xiao Meishan competed in martial arts, which was called an exciting one.

I thought I could ask for advice today.

As a result, it was all in vain.

She zipped up her school uniform and thought to herself might as well go square dancing.

"Stop!"

The young man was embarrassed in public, where could he bear it, he directly stretched out his hand to stop her.

His fingertips touched the fabric of the school uniform, and he was about to pinch his shoulder, but he didn't want Qiao Yu to squat down and pick up the schoolbag.

"Bang-"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground is accompanied by the sound of a cough being lifted into the nose by dust.

He Ran fell to the ground with an embarrassed face, his eyes red.

"You did it on purpose!"

Qiao Yu: "......"

She put her schoolbag on her back and saw him lying on the ground, so she had to crouch down and stretch out a hand.

This hand is white and jade, but there is a thin callus at the tiger's mouth, which is the old scab that has held the sword for many years.

"You're not stable." She stared at him and said slowly: "The lower plate is unstable, and if you suddenly exert force, you will fall." ”

"You talk nonsense!"

He Ran opened her hand.

"You don't have to be kind."

When you're done, stand up.

I didn't want Qiao Yu to suddenly stretch out his foot and kick on his calf all of a sudden, which made He Ran, who had just wanted to stand up, unguarded and fell back again.

"Qiao Yu, you want to die!"

"I said, you're not stable."

She held out another hand.

Spread out in front of him again.

"Weakness in the lower limbs, no matter how hard you try, you will lose." She added, "Let's run and practice more." ”

Obviously, the tone is so ruthless, but when she says it, it makes people feel that every sentence is reasonable, and every word is fine.

He Ran was stunned for a moment and looked at her hand.

The metacarpal bones are thin and the knuckles are slender, but it is this hand that clasps his wrist and makes him have no power to resist at all.

Qiao Yu saw that he didn't move, so he had to take his hand back.

But just after the action, I found that my palm was hot and was firmly pulled.

"You're fighting badly?"

The young man's face was panicked.

Qiao Yu thought about it carefully.

"It's not great, but it's okay to win."

"You!"

Young people love face, so being disgraced like this, He Ran wanted to beat her to death.

"You're kind of waiting." He dropped a harsh word.

It's okay to lose, but momentum can't be lost.

But after saying that, he regretted it a little.

His tone seems to be too rushed.

I have to say that some people are honest when they are beaten, and He Ran belongs to the kind of people who are convinced only by having hard fists.

"Otherwise, you will practice with me?"

He Ran's tone softened a little.

Thinking that Qiao Yu was not so hateful, when the two were at the same table, she also guided herself to play the promotion match.

"I'm sorry, I asked a friend to square dance."

Qiao Yu looked sorry:

"Another day."

Everyone: "......"

A bunch of thugs watching the excitement are stupid again.

Square dancing!

Hey, hey, hey!

Can you have a little youthful vigor?

Hey, bro!

The old man was amused.

"Little Liu, today your Aunt Wang is still talking to you, saying that she brought you AD calcium milk."

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up.

AD Calcium Milk!

"Then my name is Shang Jiang Yin?"

"Holo."

Everyone: "......"

That excited look on your face is dry hair!

A bottle of AD calcium milk!

You're still having fun!

Chen Sisi, who was hiding behind a tree, silently wrote it down in his heart.

Tomorrow I will also bring AD calcium milk to Qiao Yu.