Chapter 181 (75) Tricks (77) [09]

He said that what he enjoyed was just the exciting process.Losing will not make him unhappy, but it will make him feel a very strange feeling, because the opponent is indeed strong, which will make him more interested.

"Must." Berlin accepted Hua Shaotian's praise very bluntly, with a slightly smug smile on his face, "I just don't want to be ridiculed by some self-righteous women, Su..." Berlin looked at Hua In the backseat of Shaotian, the conversation suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face also froze at this moment.

What about people?Where is Su Jiuye who is sitting in the back seat of Hua Shaotian?
At this moment, the back seat of Hua Shaotian was completely empty, not to mention Su Jiuye, not even a ghost.

Seeing Berlin's stupefied look, Hua Shaotian frowned, and looked at his back seat. When he didn't see Su Jiuye's figure, his expression also froze.

If I remember correctly, he took Su Jiuye with him when he went out today, right?At this time, where is Su Jiuye?

Bailin and Hua Shaotian looked at each other, both seemed unable to recover. Suddenly, Bailin suddenly thought of something, and quickly looked at the back seat of his bicycle...

Berlin:"……"

Sure enough, his back seat was actually empty.

What about Yangnan?
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On a certain street leading to Xiyuan High School, Yang Nan was walking slowly with Su Jiuye on his back.Su Jiuye carried two large bags on his back, one was his own and the other was Yang Nan's.Together with Yang Nan, each of them was eating a lollipop. There were not many expressions on the faces of the two of them, and there was a faint resentment behind their indifferent faces. It was all because not long ago, both of them were killed by those two lunatics. He was thrown from the car.

Su Jiuye was fine, except for the injury on his foot that hurt a little when he fell, he didn't have any other injuries, but Yang Nan already had a blue-purple bump on his forehead.With such a bag on the fair and delicate face, it really looks pitiful.

"Little ghost, is the light bulb on your forehead really okay?" Su Jiuye laid leisurely on Yang Nan's back, while speaking, he reached out and touched the lump on Yang Nan's forehead. Little, did you hit the ground when you flew out of the Berlin car?
Su Jiuye touched the lump, and Yang Nan shivered slightly: "I may be older than you, don't call me a brat." The topic changed, and he reached out to pick the broken hair on his forehead, trying to block the hair on his forehead. Dazzling counterfeit light bulbs.

(End of this chapter)

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