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Chapter 162 Are you convinced?
Cen Qinghe jumped very high and crawled on his back.

"Are you convinced or not?" Cen Qinghe gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, making his face turn red.

Shang Shaocheng endured the pain in his back, and slowly pulled her arm outward inch by inch.There was no expression on his handsome face, he gritted his back molars, and said word by word: "I just want to know, where did you get the courage to ask?"

Did she think she had the upper hand now?If it wasn't for hindering her identity as a woman, he would have dropped her from heaven to hell in minutes.

Cen Qinghe watched as the arms around his neck were slowly pulled away. If this continued, the advantages would be exhausted sooner or later.

After finally getting close to him, she couldn't give up halfway, otherwise she would let this jackal be on guard, and she wouldn't even think about knocking him down today.

Fighting with a man is the most unwise choice, and Cen Qinghe knows this clearly when he looks at the arm that is about to be torn apart by him.She was lying on his back, as close as possible to his profile. Seeing that her arms were about to lose strength, Cen Qinghe jumped over the wall in a hurry, suddenly threw her head back, and then slammed into Shang Shaocheng's head.

She also specially chose the position with her forehead up, where the skull is the hardest, but when her head hit Shang Shaocheng's, Cen Qinghe almost stopped crying.

Crashing, the sky is spinning, the stars are moving, and the stars are in sight...

At that moment, Cen Qinghe felt that he had hit the wall.

There was a buzzing in his head, and there was a white light in front of his eyes. In a vague way, Cen Qinghe seemed to hear Shang Shaocheng scolding someone.

There was no way, her ears were buzzing, she couldn't hear clearly, she just felt that her arms were loosened by him.During the three seconds of unconsciousness, Cen Qinghe made the most daring choice in her life—she raised her hands and grabbed Shang Shaocheng's hair.

Shang Shaocheng never dreamed that Cen Qinghe would be so strong, even if he made a surprise attack behind his back, did she think she had practiced Iron Head Kungfu?When this head bumped into him, half of his mind was muddled.

Instinctively let go of his hand, he wanted to raise his hand to touch the sore spot, but before he could lift his hand completely, his scalp felt another tingling pain.

Cen Qinghe dared to pull his hair? !

At this moment, Shang Shaocheng felt that the three views that he had lived for 25 years had been destroyed. Even though his scalp was hurting, he still froze and stood still for three seconds.

Cen Qinghe grabbed a handful of black hair with both hands, as if grabbing the two horns of the Bull Demon King, her eyes were still blurred, and she couldn't wait to make a threat, "Are you convinced? Do you admit defeat?"

Shang Shaocheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, the feeling of being pulled by someone's hair was equivalent to setting off a firecracker at the gate of the gunpowder warehouse-it was about to explode.

He quickly raised his hand to grab Cen Qinghe's wrist, trying to force her to let go as before.But he forgot that a stuck neck is not the same as pulling hair. The former can be broken apart with brute force, while the latter... Heh, as long as he dares to pull hard, the only one who will hurt will be himself.

Cen Qinghe may have been stunned, she forgot that the person with her legs crossed was Shang Shaocheng, and the two handfuls of hair she was holding were also Shang Shaocheng's.

If she wasn't stupid, she would never dare to do this.

Shang Shaocheng clasped Cen Qinghe's wrists, neither pulling nor letting go. He frowned and said angrily: "Cen Qinghe, let me go!"

Cen Qinghe didn't even think about it, and replied sharply: "I won't let go, will you accept it?"

Shang Shaocheng tried to pull her hand hard, but her hand grabbed his hair tightly, and he almost failed to pull his hair out.

Unable to pull her hand away, Shang Shaocheng turned to attack her. Cen Qinghe felt his intention, and immediately tightened his grip tightly, and buckled her with both feet.

Where did Shang Shaocheng suffer such a loss, and threatened in a deep voice, "I told you to let go, did you hear?"

Cen Qinghe said: "If you admit defeat, I will let go."

If you don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine, Shang Shaocheng immediately squeezed it.

"Ah!" Cen Qinghe was in pain, and her whole body was shocked. Instead of falling off him, she instinctively tightened her fingers and pulled his hair fiercely.

"Ah..." Suddenly, Shang Shaocheng groaned in pain.

If there is a third person in this empty practice room, then that person must not be able to bear to look directly at them. We are all friends, and we all know each other so well. It's just for a bet, so why bother?

But now both of them are red-eyed, and before Shang Shaocheng can use his strength, Cen Qinghe is already furious.

She had never been pinched on her thigh, but she could imagine the pain that made her scalp tingle.As the saying goes, it is better to strike first, so Cen Qinghe pulled Shang Shaocheng's hair vigorously, trying to warn him not to act rashly.

"Ah..." Shang Shaocheng screamed again and again when he was pulled by Cen Qinghe, and he didn't care about pity or justice at the moment, he squeezed his hand through the black military trousers.

"Ah!" Cen Qinghe screamed, right next to Shang Shaocheng's ear, he suddenly felt half-deaf.

He still pinches her, even if she pulls his hair hard.He got into a fight with her today, and she dared to turn him into a bald man, otherwise he wouldn't kill her.

In fact, Cen Qinghe really didn't dare to squeeze him with her life, she just wanted to scare him, who knew he was still a tough guy.

Seeing that Shang Shaocheng was about to pinch her, Cen Qinghe scrambled on his back like a monkey.The buckles of her feet have been opened, and she is about to fall off him, but adhering to the principle of pulling her back even if she dies, Cen Qinghe freed one hand when she was about to come down, and pointed at his waist At the ribs, he slapped fiercely.

This area is very sensitive, sore and itchy.Suddenly, half of Shang Shaocheng's body softened, and he even leaned to one side with his whole body.

Cen Qinghe had already landed on both feet, standing behind him, intending to trip him.

With such a position and such a situation, it stands to reason that Cen Qinghe has an [-]% chance of success.But she missed it, Shang Shaocheng was the one in the [-]% accident.

Seeing that she had pulled him backwards, and was about to fall on his back, Shang Shaocheng suddenly stretched out his arms, wrapped around her waist, and then turned his body quickly. It was supposed to be his backside. Landing on the ground, with a 'plop', Cen Qinghe's body rotated 360 degrees, and the person who finally landed on his back... turned out to be her.

The back of the head hit the soft leather floor, it didn't hurt, but there were stars in his eyes.When Cen Qinghe couldn't see anything, her body could feel someone pressing her down, so she raised her hand to hit him.

Shang Shaocheng strode directly on top of her with a long leg, clasped her arms with both hands, and quickly pressed them on the ground on both sides.

Five seconds later, the white glow in front of Cen Qinghe's eyes dissipated, and his vision gradually became clear.Wherever she looked, she saw a familiar silhouette.The reason why it is called silhouette is because Shang Shaocheng is sitting in the backlight, and the light shines from behind him, blurring the expression on his face.

Cen Qinghe squinted slightly, breathing rapidly.

Shang Shaocheng, who has always paid attention to appearance, now wears a chicken nest head that has been bombed by others, that is, his handsome face that is hated by others, which makes him not look like a beggar.

He pursed his beautiful thin lips tightly, breathing heavily from his nose, a pair of black eyes stared at Cen Qinghe below him, his forehead was sweaty.

If sight could kill, Cen Qinghe would have been ashes by now.

The two looked at each other, and in the end Shang Shaocheng spoke first. He opened his lips and asked in a low voice, "Are you convinced?"

How could Cen Qinghe, who is from the Northeast, bow her head to such evil forces, she immediately replied with staring eyes: "I don't accept it!"

When Shang Shaocheng heard the words, his eyes froze, and his mandibles became more angular.

He tightened his fingers on her wrist, and Cen Qinghe immediately felt strong pressure, as if wearing a blood pressure wrap, it swelled to the point of pain.

"You're defeated, what else can you do but speak hard?" Shang Shaocheng only used five points of strength to pinch Cen Qinghe. He wanted her to be scared, but he didn't want her to suffer.

Cen Qinghe quickly raised his eyebrows and replied: "Who said I lost?"

The corners of Shang Shaocheng's lips curved into a mocking arc, and he said mockingly, "Then get up and let me see."

Cen Qinghe stiffened his neck and said: "You said that as long as I have strength, I can play as many rounds as I want. Get up and we will fight again."

Shang Shaocheng remained motionless, looking down at Cen Qinghe below him, and said in a deliberately provocative tone: "I mean I can play many rounds, but I never said I would let you. If you have the strength now, get up by yourself, we Hit again."

When Cen Qinghe heard this, her beautiful eyes widened.

He was pressing on her like a hill, how could she get up?

Seeing the anger and injustice in her eyes, Shang Shaocheng felt a burst of unreasonable joy in his heart. He didn't know why he was suddenly happy, but this joy made the corners of his lips curl up, and he looked at Cen Qinghe with great interest, condescending He said: "I agreed to let you have two legs and one hand, and I will do what I say."

After finishing speaking, he really let go of one of her hands, but still covered her like a mountain.

Cen Qinghe was a little annoyed, clenched his fist, and raised his hand to hit him in the chest.Shang Shaocheng only left his left hand, he let go to block it, and she waved her other hand too.

After all, one hand is hard to beat with two punches. After dozens of tricks with her, Shang Shaocheng suddenly felt that it was very troublesome. He clasped her two wrists with one hand, leaned forward, and raised her arms above her head. .

Cen Qinghe pulled his hand vigorously, but did not move.

At this moment, he leaned down, and she suddenly realized that the distance between them seemed to be only twenty centimeters, so close that she was a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)