Little Bronze, don't be shy

Chapter 485 Are you excited?

"Ah!"

Shi Mu sneezed while queuing.

Is what Zhou Lulu said reliable?Lin Zhao won the National Youth Wushu Sanda Championship?

Although his figure is great, he is not the kind of muscular man with biceps as thick as her thighs, who can kill a cow with one punch.

Could it be that his father felt sorry for his son, so he spent money to buy a championship to boost his son's self-confidence?
After all, his father had issued a notice on his official website, saying that Lin Zhao would be exempted from all the stores in City A.

The result of Shi Mu's own imagination is that he feels very uneasy.

"Student, it's your turn to fetch water."

Shi Mu regained consciousness, struggled for a while, and left with an empty thermos bottle.

No, she's going to look behind, in case...

In case Lin Zhao is knocked down, she can also call 120 in time.

Shi Mu sent the thermos bottle back to the dormitory, turned around and left, Zhou Lulu stopped her, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go back and have a look..."

"Oh, what are you looking at? Lin Zhao, a national champion, can still be beaten by that brown candy?"

"What if his dad bought him the championship?"

Shi Mula opened the door, and Zhou Lulu also ran out, "I'll go with you, in case Lin Zhao's champion is really bought, and if he gets beaten, I can carry him to the hospital with you."

Shi Mu: ...

The two of them sneaked out two heads from the corner, looked behind secretly, and saw Jingze covering half of his face, "You are sick! You don't know if you hit someone or not?!"

Lin Zhao stood aside, the hem of his clothes was not wrinkled, and he concluded calmly, "You also lost the fight."

Jing Ze frowned and spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling angry inside, but he didn't say anything.

Lin Zhao was obviously better at fighting than him, so he took the initiative to throw his fist to provoke him, but Lin Zhao didn't hit him much, the last one was because he was too aggressive just now, and accidentally bumped into Lin Zhao's fist, his mouth was torn, and his mouth was full bloody smell.

Jing Ze has a feeling that he is a monkey and Lin Zhao is a monkey player.

He sat down on the ground, looked at Lin Zhao with a stubborn neck, raised his eyebrows, and said, "No matter what, I just admit death. I have a crush on Shi Mu, and I just want to chase her."

Lin Zhao lowered his head, wiped his hands slowly with a tissue, and said coldly, "She doesn't like you, so don't harass her."

"How can it be harassment? I want to wait for her downstairs today and give her a dessert? Can I call it harassment?!"

"I will do all these for her. The sacrifice she doesn't want is harassment to her. The people she hates are harassment, let alone sacrifice."

Zhou Lulu twisted her thigh severely, and controlled herself from screaming.

The street lamp a few meters away was not bright, and the side that illuminated it was dim and blurry. Lin Zhao turned his back to them, and his shadow was stretched very long by the street lamp. He lowered his head and wiped his hands. A magical power that makes girls scream for him.

Zhou Lulu pinched her thigh and found that it didn't hurt. Turning her head, she saw Shi Mu frowning tightly, with an expression that seemed to be enduring pain.

Excited, she pinched Shi Mu's thigh.

"Isn't it..."

Shi Mu covered her mouth, and looked at the front without blinking. Her eyes were shining brightly at this moment, which seemed to be a little moved.

Are you moved?

Are you excited?

Shi Mu said that Zhou Lulu's pinch just now was really hard, almost pinching her tears out.

(End of this chapter)