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Su Muyang's foot suddenly cramped, and the game was temporarily suspended.

Luo Yibei squeezed out from Su Muyang's body, and Su Muyang's hand still held his clothes.

"Don't move!" Luo Yibei stops Su Muyang who wants to curl up his legs and presses his feet.

Su Muyang bit his teeth, or listen to Luo Yibei's words.

"Hold on. Don't move."

After Luo Yibei explained this sentence, he knelt down on the basketball court and rubbed his feet for Su Muyang.

Su Mu Yang is in pain and grabs at random. He pinches the muscles of Luo Yi's North waist directly.

Luo a North stuffy hum, the action on the hand did not stop.

He pinched it, if it could ease his pain a little.

Five minutes later, Su Muyang's leg cramps gradually eased. Luo Yibei pulled him up from the ground, and almost threw himself into his arms.

Su Muyang did not know the height of the earth, he felt that his basketball star was attached to him, and he could play. Luo Yibei took him to the chair outside the court and sat down.

"Sit down for me."

"Elder martial brother, I'm serious. I can do it. I can do it."

Looking at Su Mu Yang full of sincerity, Luo a North heart from a nameless fire.

He pressed Su Muyang's shoulders and went down to put his face in front of him.

Lin Ji, sitting in the second row, had no face to look at and covered his round face with a pair of small meat hands.

This is in the gym! Can these two people pay attention?

Behind her, a girl whispered, "Wow! Press your head, press your head "Kiss it

In the face of the sudden approach of Luo Yibei, Su Muyang did not know what to do for a while. His first reaction was to hold his breath and lean back on his head.

Luo Yibei's hands suddenly held his head. When everyone exclaimed, "hold your face and kill you, you should kiss me hard." Luo Yibei hit Su Mu Yang with his head.

Sumu looked up at Venus and almost rolled his eyes.

He covered his forehead with pain and called Luo Yibei: "elder martial brother!"

Luo Yibei let him go and rubbed his head a few more times.

"Shut up, you're so hard on your legs, and you're going to play? How can I forget what you did yesterday? Ah? "

Su Mu Yang covers his forehead and wants to go to the corner of a north of laro.

Luo Yibei suddenly took a step back, pointed to him and threatened fiercely: "sit down for me! Don't move! Or you'll stay in the library tonight! "

Su Muyang: "brother QAQ..."

Luo a North also did not return to the court to play basketball, Lin Ji moved from the second row to the first row, patted Su Muyang on the shoulder, sighed: "Su Xiaodi, you are really poor."

He thought that Su Muyang would turn back and complain to him. Unexpectedly, Su Muyang clapped his hand and threw him a fake high cold back of the head.

"Fat brother, don't touch me! Go away

Lin Ji: This is in Luo a North where angry to him to vent?

Xu Tianxi quietly pulled Lin Ji back to the second row, "fat brother, let's have a little milk dog."

Lin Ji was confused: "ha?"

"No matter how the owner wrongs him, the little milk dog can do it, but if outsiders want to scold him, the little milk dog will become a little wolf dog and bite people. The difference between a milk dog and a wolf dog is to see who he is facing. "

In the heart of Lin Ji, ten thousand alpacas in the skin of little milk dogs floated across.

The basketball game soon ended, Luo Yibei did not enjoy the joy of success with his teammates, but sat down beside Su Muyang with a black face.

Aware of the impending storm, Su Muyang cleverly hands over the towel and water, and Lin Jila sits away from Xu Tianxi, who wants to see the excitement.

"Elder martial brother..." Su Mu Yang called a sentence that did not feel enough to express his sincerity. After thinking about it, he added: "brother."

Luo Yibei almost spouted water, and his throat suddenly became very dry. He raised his head and wanted to drink the water in one breath.

Su Muyang kindly reminded him: "elder martial brother, don't drink so much water all at once after exercise. Slow down."

He couldn't stand his cautious voice. Luo Yibei screwed the bottle cap and put the water bottle on the ground, which made Su Muyang shake.

Luo Yibei wants to curse people very much. Is he teasing him when he speaks so softly?

"Get out of here! Go to the infirmary to see your legs

Su Mu Yang raised his head and looked at Luo Yibei, who suddenly stood up. He was silent for two seconds, and answered honestly: "go Don't get up Ah

So, Luo a North ground his back teeth, took Su Mu Yang's arm and carried the man on his shoulder.

The whole gymnasium burst into exclamation. Su Mu Yang grabbed Luo Yi's clothes on his back with his head down. He was too scared to move.

"Teacher, teacher, elder brother..."

"Don't move! Take you to the infirmary! "

Su Muyang wanted to wear a mask to block his face. It was humiliating to be carried by Luo Yibei, but he could not bury his face on his back!Finally, he can only call a soft and waxy: "elder martial brother, can you put me down? Shall we change positions? "

Change your position Change your position Change your position

Luo a North whole face is black, gnash teeth ground ground ground pinch a in Su Mu Yang waist.

"Shut up