"Get out!"

Qi Huan struggled to break free from Zhang Youyu's arms, wishing she could put her on her head.

Zhang Youyu pulled her and refused to let go: "I still want to find you, but you were just across the street. It's such a coincidence that it's fate! Sister Huan, tell me quickly-"

"What are you asking about this?"

"My boyfriend thinks I don't look good in this outfit."

“Change clothes.”

“…say because of the peace.”

Qi Huan: "..."

Zhang Youyu flattened her mouth and opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly she was stunned.

He glanced at Chen Rang standing behind him.

"he……"

Qi Huan looked back and immediately turned around and patted Zhang Youyu's raised finger off.

"Go away!"

Zhang Youyu and a few girls looked at Chen Rang and were a little stunned. Looking at Qi Huan again, they obviously didn't meet here. They immediately looked full of admiration.

Qi Huan didn't want them to see this at all.

A pair of eyes, surprised and admired. It was clearly filled with a few words—

"If you have a good figure, you can even handle it."

Qi Huan didn't want to discuss these with them in front of Chen Rang. He pushed a few times and lowered his voice to warn: "Go away quickly, and then go and clean the toilet for me tomorrow when this is in the way!"

He raised his hand and poked Zhang Youyu's forehead: "Especially you, you're yelling at these things on the road, why are you calling me? You deserve a beating!"

They were still a little overwhelmed, and turned around one step or three times. Qi Huan glared at him before he shrank his neck and ran quickly.

Qi Huan laughed dryly at Chen Rang.

Awkward.

Chen Rang handed her the snack he got back.

"Thank you." She whispered and restrained a little.

Walk side by side, relatively speechless.

Qi Huan remembered that she was carrying milk tea and handed him a cup.

He answered.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that he was taking what she wanted to drink. She liked sweetness, and the sugar content was heavy. He just said that he didn't like it too sweet.

He looked up and thought that he had taken the wrong one, but he moved his lips and didn't make a sound.

Chen Rang has already drunk it.

His face was calm and serious.

...I didn't seem to find that I was drinking super sweet milk tea with a strong sugar content.

Qi Huan shoved his hair and swallowed the words back.

.

A group of people gathered in the basketball court with street lights on.

"Where did you go, why didn't you see anyone?"

Guan Siyu sat on the cement pipe and asked Zuo Junhao who was shooting.

"I don't know. Is there something wrong."

The ball was thrown into the basket, Zuo Junhao slapped the ball and walked to the sidelines, threw the ball to Ji Bing, and Ji Bing threw a bottle of water to him.

"He didn't say anything when he called him." Zuo Junhao finished drinking water and wiped his forehead, "On the way here, wait."

Guan Siyu asked: "You had a fight with Li Mingqi some time ago?"

"Well. Ji Bing encountered it and was blocked by them."

"Are they still asking for trouble for Brother Jie?"

Zuo Junhao nodded.

"It's been two years. I remember that since the beginning of high school, Li Mingqi and others couldn't get along with him. Why did they keep holding him? What conflicts have been so long?"

"I don't know." Zuo Junhao's face was slightly darker and he sat down, "We didn't ask. It's up to him. Anyway, if anyone makes Chen and lets us do whoever they do, there's no need to know that much."

Guan Siyu tskated, "I met him the first time when I was just in my first year of high school. I really didn't expect him to be so cruel. My arm was almost ruined when I fought him."

Zuo Junhao sneered: "You and your vocational school students are going to come to No. 1 Middle School to find trouble, and they even picked Chen Rang. You deserve it."

"Brother is not kind to say this." Guan Siyu handed him a cigarette, and thought it was funny, "That's right, I just thought that he might be bullied when he looked silently, who knows?"

Guan Siyu said again: "Which school is Jeong Junior High School? I haven't heard of him when I was in junior high school."

"Fourth Middle School? I remember it is."

"I haven't heard of any leading figure in the 14th Middle School before..."

"I don't know either." Zuo Junhao took a sip of cigarettes, "He is not interested in junior high school, and we don't ask much."

I only met them after going to high school after entering No. 1 Middle School.

The place in Hecheng is not too big, but it is not small.

After chatting for a few words, the car parked not far away opened the car door, and the girl wrapped in a men's coat got out of the car.

"Siyu——"

A delicate voice.

Guan Siyu threw the cigarette and stepped on it.

"Here you come."

He greeted Zuo Junhao and a few: "I'll go over and talk to you."

"Your sister--"

"Dog thing!"

A group of boys joked.

Zuo Junhao laughed and scolded, "Is it cheap to play nightball and bring my girlfriend? Are you cheap?"

Ji Bing said: "You care. You have never brought a girl before. Last time you went on a picnic, you would take a junior girl with a group of people, so don't pretend."

"Blame me?" Zuo Junhao curled his lips, "I can't refuse when I'm rushing up."

"Get out. Sooner or later, you need to make up for it."

"I won't make up for it if you make up for it."

Ji Bingxie said: "Don't believe it. You hurt the hearts of so many little girls, and you will be hurt by other little girls sooner or later."

Zuo Junhao narrowed his eyes and smiled: "That's good, I'll wait."

While talking and laughing, someone walked into the basketball court.

"Let me come."

He glanced sharply and shouted.

Zuo Junhao pinched the cigarette and went over with the ball. Seeing that he was holding a cup of things in his hand, he was surprised.

"Pink, why do you drink this? It's not sweet?"

Chen let his eyelashes tremble and nodded. He pinched half of the milk tea left in his hand and threw it into the green large trash can next to him.

"Just forgot to throw it away."

Zuo Junhao asked: "Where were you going tonight?"

“Nowhere to go.”

Chen Rang slapped the ball in his hand, answered casually, dribbling the ball into the field.

Several sitting people also got up, and a group of people played ball under the light.

There are No. 1 Middle School and vocational schools. Guan Siyu was the leader of their vocational schools, but he was not on the court.

After a while of the call, someone remembered the absence, "Why haven't Guan Siyu come here yet? What's going on?"

"Who knows."

Several people turned back to look at the car, smiling with connotation on their faces.

"Maybe I'm busy."

Chen Rang had no expression: "Guan Siyu is here too?"
To be continued...