Did the god of learning confess today?

Chapter 11 012: Playing

Mu Yao looked at He Zhiqing with a look of embarrassment on her face, and she said, "Cousin, I still have something in my hand, why don't you get up by yourself?"

He Zhiqing also wanted to get up, but this really threw her hard.

She couldn't get up for a while.

"Isn't that He Zhiqing, the class flower of Senior Three (2)?"

"How stupid this is, the next bus, you can still throw yourself like this!"

At this moment, He Zhiqing wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in. He Zhiqing was always elegant and steady in school, when had she ever been in such a mess like now.

Faced with the pointing and pointing of her alumni, she wished she could find a hole in the ground and get into it.

"Yaoyao, hurry up and help me!" He Zhiqing suppressed the anger in her heart, but couldn't hide the anger in her tone.

With an aggrieved expression on her face, Mu Yao put the small luggage bag in her hand on the ground.

In the eyes of outsiders, this appearance makes them feel that He Zhiqing is bullying Mu Yao.

Besides, it's just a slight fall, and you have to be helped to get up, is it really so delicate?

"Didn't you say that Mu Yao is the daughter of the Mu family? Why do you think He Zhiqing is more like a young lady!"

"It's not the lady's life, let's put some lady's score."

Facing their discussion, Mu Yao's expression became even more aggrieved, seeing that there was a touch of calculation in He Zhiqing's eyes, she walked towards He Zhiqing's side in a panic.

However, not far from He Zhiqing, Mu Yao's foot sprained suddenly, and she threw herself directly at He Zhiqing's body.

"Ah—" He Zhiqing cried out in pain, this fall was harder than her own.

Mu Yao is not thin, 158 is over 120 catties, which is already a slightly fat girl; while He Zhiqing's height and weight of 162 are less than [-] catties, it is conceivable that the pressure on her is enough for He Zhiqing up.

"Little Yu'er, hurry up... Come and help me, I can't get up!" Mu Yao seemed to be greatly frightened, and hurriedly shouted at Jiang Xiaoyu who was stupefied.

After Jiang Xiaoyu regained her composure, she quickly dropped the things in her hand and ran over to pull Muyao. She pulled Muyao with difficulty, but when she pulled Muyao up a little.

Slip!
Mu Yao slammed heavily on He Zhiqing's body again.

"Pfft... how stupid this is!"

"He Zhiqing has suffered, why does it feel good to see it!"

The bones of He Zhiqing's whole body seemed to be falling apart, Mu Yao's tonnage alone was enough for her to suffer once, but Jiang Xiaoyu, an idiot, was able to pull Mu Yao down again.

After a lot of tossing, the three got up from the ground.

Mu Yao, on the other hand, looked extremely wronged, and complained, "Cousin, it would be nice if you got up by yourself, so you won't let me fall too, it hurts so much!"

He Zhiqing was so angry that her heart and lungs hurt, if she could stand up, would she still use Mu Yao to help her?
It's fine if you don't help her up, and you just throw your whole body on her, and now you are complaining about her, and you don't think about how fat she is.

"Sister Zhiqing, Yaoyao has always been clumsy, you know it!" Jiang Xiaoyu looked at He Zhiqing, and said something indifferent.

The anger in He Zhiqing's heart surged even higher. She will ask Mu Yao to compensate her for all the suffering she has suffered at this time.

If Mu Yao is not allowed to bleed well today, how can she be worthy of her sacrifice today.

"Xiaoyu, why am I angry with Yaoyao? She is my dearest cousin!"

(End of this chapter)