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Chapter 493 This...how does it look like a man's hand?

A few minutes later, Song Ci finally regained his psychological balance.

Not to mention the high walls, that snobbish Li Chao would even fall off the single-plank bridge, what kind of a weakling?

At least he passed the single-plank bridge!

Moreover, he is not the only one who can't get past the high wall, look at that Shi Wenbin, and that so-called Ding Hong, which one has passed?
Jiang Shaonan couldn't even pull them up, he was even stupider than himself!
Still rejecting the three of them, it's almost as good as being abandoned by the three of them!
"hurry up!"

Rong Yi yelled beside him, and Song Ci, who was whimpering in his heart, hurriedly followed.

Li Chao was still circling over the single-plank bridge, Song Ci gave him a mocking look, and rushed up the single-plank bridge extremely fast.

After getting off the single-plank bridge, he turned his head slowly, and looked at Li Chao with the same eyes that Rong Yi had looked at him when he passed the high wall.

Sure enough, Li Chao's face was flushed from suffocation, and flesh seemed to be trembling on his chubby face with anger.

The sullen feeling of being rejected for doing push-ups in the competition finally came out, and Song Ci felt a lot better in an instant.

He turned his head and saw that Rong Yi had passed the high wall and was sitting on it waiting for him, suddenly he was a little depressed and speechless.

They are both famous figures in the school, and they are also top students. Why is there such a big difference?

Ding Hong was still being pulled up by Jiang Shaonan's arm, and Shi Wenbin pushed up behind him, but this thin-looking girl couldn't climb up the high wall no matter what.

Song Ci himself was a little anxious.

Rong Yi frowned and signaled him: "This way."

The high wall can completely accommodate several of them to pass through at the same time, but thinking that he might be like Ding Hong, unable to get up and down, lying on the wall like a little bastard, Song Ci suddenly didn't want to reach out and let Rong Yi pull him.

He stood under the high wall without moving, Rong Yi saw what was going on in his mind, sneered lightly, then turned over neatly and fell off the wall.

Song Ci's hesitation did not end. When he looked up, the hand waiting to hold him was gone.

"..."

Holding his breath, Song Ci ran back a little distance, and then rushed over to try to jump up the high wall, but unfortunately, there was no chance of success at all.

He was about to try again when Tang Shi's face suddenly appeared on the high wall.

Looking at the smile on Tang Shi's lips, Song Ci was even in a daze.

I didn't see Tang Shi just now, so she was running ahead...

Wait, how did she get past the high wall?
Song Ci looked at Tang Shi in surprise, but Tang Shi stretched out his hand to him: "Come."

Song Ci lowered his head, grabbed the top of the high wall with his other hand, and then hesitantly handed it up.

He is jealous of Rong Yi, but he is not jealous of Tang Shi.But he has grievances with Tang Shi, not to mention far away, at least the matter of his cousin Zi Qi... has something to do with Tang Shi.

But... thinking so in his heart, Song Ci still stretched out his hand so that the people above could hold him.

He didn't feel the soft touch, but felt that Tang Shi's hand was a bit big, a little bit bigger than his, and the palm was a little rough.

This...how does it look like a man's hand?

Song Ci looked up with effort, but saw an extremely indifferent face staring at him.

This is not a Tang poem, it is clearly Rong Yi.

When Song Ci got nervous, he took the initiative to let go of Rong Yi's hand, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

Fortunately, there is sand under my feet, otherwise I would have been in pain for a long time.

Song Ci looked up at Rong Yi, twisted his face and asked, "Where's Tang poetry?"

Rong Yi chuckled, and looked at him with contempt: "You still want Tang Shi to pull you?"

No one else could touch his wife's hand except him.

(End of this chapter)