Chapter 567: Dumbfounded

Sun Jingmeng parked under the sycamore tree in front of the cafe was an orange-yellow female bicycle. She only carried the front horizontally but not the rear seat. She put the book and the Kun bag in the car basket. Sun Jingmeng clenched her fist and waved at Zhang Ke: "Scissors, stone cloth, whoever loses to sit on the front horizontally?"

Zhang Ke imagined his 1.8-meter-old figure huddled in Sun Jingmeng's arms and sat on the bar in front of the car and swinged through Xuefu Lane and the Conservatory of Music. The erotic is erotic enough, and it may not be too shocking. He shook his head and said, "I can run."

"This is what you said..." Sun Jingmeng smiled proudly and looked at her watch. "Now at 2:26, ​​whoever can't arrive at our dormitory within five minutes will have to agree to do something for the other party..."

There is at least three miles from the cafe to the girls' dormitory building of the Conservatory of Music. It will be as tired as if you are dead dogs when you run over in five minutes.

"Don't dare to gamble?" Sun Jingmeng had already sat on the seat cushion and looked at Zhang Ke contemptuously, with one foot on the ground, and her jeans stretched out her plump and perfect hip shape and slender legs.

"I'm not gambling, it's my grandson," Zhang Ke suddenly reached out and grabbed the back seat of the car, locked the bicycle, pulled out the key and threw it on the top of the cafe. "Five minutes later, I'll wait for you in front of the gate of your dormitory building..." He shouted from behind, "You man is so useless!" Zhang Ke was holding his "Collection of Zhou Guoping" and ran towards the gate of the Conservatory. He ran out thirty or forty meters before looking back with a smile: Sun Jingmeng also took out the Kunbao and book from the car basket and ran after him...

It's still far from the girls' building of the Conservatory of Music. The speed of 100 meters will only make me tired in front of the gate of the Conservatory of Music. Seeing Sun Jingmeng's angrily look, Zhang Ke suppressed the speed, as long as he ensured that Sun Jingmeng would not catch up with him.

Students running wildly in Xuefu Lane often see Zhang Ke and Sun Jingmeng running under the sycamore tree. It is not a big sensation. Some people recognize Sun Jingmeng as the beautiful boss lady in 1978. They couldn't help but tease two whistles. Sun Jingmeng looked forward to her beautiful eyes, and she didn't mind at all. She blew twice in a coquettish way to return the gift.

Zhang Ke's scalp was tight, so why did he agree to accompany her to play tennis? He also felt something was wrong. Although the running speed was not too fast for him, it was as easy as whistling with passers-by. He looked back and saw that Sun Jingmeng was wearing orange-red elastic shoes under her feet, and her steps were quite relaxed. He knew that she played well in the billiards and danced well, but she didn't know how she was exercising. Zhang Ke felt guilty.

When he was about to arrive at the gate of the Conservatory of Music, Zhang Ke turned around and saw that although Sun Jingmeng was still following him, he was blushing and his physical strength was not as good as him. Zhang Ke felt relieved.

"Wait for me..." Sun Jingmeng said gasping.

"Why are you waiting for you?" Zhang Ke said with a saliva smile, stretching out his hand to shake his watch in front of Sun Jingmeng's eyes, "There are three minutes left, there are eight hundred meters from here to your dormitory. Add a handful of oil to get there..." As he said this, his feet did not stop.

"Believe it or not, I sat on the ground and shouted 'robbery'?" Sun Jingmeng said breathlessly.

Zhang Ke was stunned. He knew that Sun Jingmeng could definitely do this. Sun Jingmeng really wanted to shout. I believe many people would be happy to jump out and show enough masculinity to beat him up. Sun Jingmeng laughed twice and ran over to hug Zhang Ke's arm: "Run, run, I'll shout...ah... You man is so useless... I almost made me run and die." He held Zhang Ke's arm and gasped desperately, his cheeks were red and hot, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat beads. Zhang Ke felt that her plump chest was flushing against his arm, which made half of his body numb.

From the gate of the Conservatory of Music to the girls' building of the Conservatory of Music, Sun Jingmeng kept holding Zhang Ke's arm tightly, almost hanging himself on him. In the eyes of others, it was extremely erotic. It made the famous Conservatory of Music hug like a lover. After walking along the way, he was also caught with several jealous eyes. Zhang Ke found that Sun Jingmeng was hanging on her body and did not forget to look at her watch. She felt chill in her heart: This girl hasn't forgotten to make a bet yet!

Walking past Mei Lin in the gate of the Conservatory of Music, Sun Jingmeng let go of Zhang Ke, clapped his hands happily, and said, "Okay, five minutes have passed. Remember, the bets cannot be used to do illegal things. Also, it is also illegal to force women to do things that violate their wishes in the mainland..."

Zhang Ke felt cold sweat from his forehead and asked, "What do you mean is that raping a man is considered rape, and is raping a woman a man is considered rape?"

"Die, you must be so disgusting. Who is going to rape you?" Sun Jingmeng smiled and said, "It's almost the same. Anyway, we haven't run to our dormitory within five minutes. We all have to do something for each other. You can't let me do something that I'm unhappy to do, you can't enjoy this privilege... Wouldn't you be sloppy?"

"You talk about what you want me to do first, and then I'll consider whether to be slut..." Zhang Ke said with a grin, "You also know that I'm a man of no character."

"Forget it," Sun Jingmeng patted her forehead speechlessly, "Let's go play tennis."

There was no beautiful girl in a tennis skirt that Zhang Ke expected to show off her fair thighs. The weather was not so hot that she wanted to wear a short skirt and a sweatshirt came out to exercise. It seemed that he was too expecting it. Sun Jing just changed her coat to a red coat, but instead covered her low-cut velvet coat, revealing her fair and delicate face. However, the tennis courts of the Conservatory of Music were lined up, and many people were waiting aside. Seeing that this pose might not be able to enter the court to play a game until it was dark.

"Why don't we go skating..."

It was less than three o'clock. Since Sun Jingmeng was cheated, she followed her arrangements. There was a real ice skating rink called "Guanghan Palace" in the city that barely remained open until the end of 1998. Although the consumption was a little higher, it was a good place. Besides, it was necessary to mind whether the consumption was high? However, Sun Jingmeng took him through the back door of the Conservatory of Music and turned to Malian Street behind the Conservatory of Music.

Compared with Xuefu Lane, Malian Street behind the Conservatory of Music is a bit chaotic. There is indeed an indoor ice rink called Vientiane on this street, but it is a floor-paved roller ice rink.

To the north of Malian Street is Jianye Sports College. Most students from the Sports Academy and the young gangsters in Yanguihu District like to hang out on this street. Xuefu Lane has many food and shopping stores, and there are also some high-end leisure bars and cafes. However, Malian Street has some medium and low-end entertainment venues such as disco halls and ice rinks, which attract some students to play.

Zhang Ke also liked to come here to play when he was studying at Dongda University, but he was more obedient and unlike the students in the sports school who relied on their high and high horses to conflict with the young people in society. But then again, the students in the sports school seem to be more like young gangsters than young people in society.

The indoor volleyball court on the Donghai University campus will be open to the public as an ice rink when there is no class queuing. No matter where you say it, students at Donghai University are poor in their mouths and pockets. Zhang Ke knows that girls from the Conservatory of Music still like to go to the ice rink on Malian Street nearby to play.

Listening to the dull music coming from the thick cloth curtain, Zhang Ke bought two tickets, lifted the thick cloth curtain wrapped in the door, and saw the colorful lights flashing inside, and there were still many people skatering inside.

Nowadays, as long as the ground is not cement, the ice rink is considered high-end, and the noisy music has become a disco ice rink. After asking Sun Jingmeng's shoe size, it was only 35 sizes, and it was really a small foot. Zhang Ke asked Sun Jingmeng to sit in the shoe change area. He went to pay the deposit to get the ice skates. He said that the shoe change area was just a few benches, and the lights were bright here. Several young men chatting with their backs against the handrails on the edge of the ice rink saw Sun Jingmeng coming, and his eyes lit up and whistled twice. A young man in a sportswear and a baseball cap slid over on the ice skates: "Does the lady skate? Do you want your brother to teach you?"

"I'm sorry, I'll teach her." Zhang Ke paid the deposit and took two pairs of ice skates. He blocked Sun Jingmeng and the young man. The young man and the young man stood behind him knew that they were from the sports hall at a glance. He knew that he was waiting to take a girl on Malian Street for nothing. Zhang Ke still had some impression of this person wearing a baseball cap. Although he had never been in contact, he knew that this person was not a good bird. Since he came to play with Sun Jingmeng, he just ignored them. When the young man saw Zhang Ke coming, he shrugged and prepared to retreat, but he didn't expect that Sun Jingmeng's delicate little face was exposed against Zhang Ke's waist: "You might as well go back and teach your mother. No matter how you teach it, you don't have to stay here to embarrass you. Your mother regrets wanting to stuff you back after seeing it."

Not to mention this sports school student, Zhang Ke was also stunned. Sun Jingmeng, the girl who brought her out was just to cause trouble...

"Say it again!" The sports school student was retreating and trying to slip back. Hearing Sun Jingmeng's sour and vicious words, he stopped there and glared and cursed, pointing at the fingers as if Sun Jingmeng was about to slap him. Then something even more shocked happened. Sun Jingmeng grabbed Zhang Ke's arm and stood up, took two steps forward to grab the young man's outstretched finger, and kicked the young man's knees, saying, "Do you think I don't dare!"
Chapter completed!