Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 169 Are Your Legs Going Soft?

When Ling Heather turned her head, what she saw was Ye Chengming who was running panting and chasing after her.

"Why did you come here? Aren't you going to see that naive boy?"

"Uh..." Hearing Ling Xihan Bing call Mo Ziyan a naive boy once, Ye Chengming's expression was slightly embarrassed: "Yan is actually not like this usually, no, it wasn't like this before, he used to be very assertive of……"

I wanted to speak out to explain to my friend, but when I opened my mouth, I found something was wrong.

"Pfft, do you want to tell me that that immature boy Mo Ziyan was very mature before?" That puchi smile was obviously telling Ye Chengming that she didn't believe that Mo Ziyan was mature before, or that He said, as far as Mo Ziyan is concerned, he will still mature.

"Uh, that's true. Fighting, brains, all aspects are very popular, otherwise our K4 would not be led by him."

"But from what I've seen, I think he's a kid who hasn't graduated from elementary school. No, he's a kid in the top class of kindergarten. Well, maybe some kids in the top class are more mature than him." With the last sentence As soon as she said it, Ling Heather nodded her head a few times with a serious face, as if she was affirming what she said.

"Sweat..." Ye Chengming was ashamed by Ling Xihan's words, and Ye Chengming looked helpless: "Your words are a bit exaggerated, although the words I saw recently made me feel that he was a little naive, but Mo Mo, whom I knew before As far as Ziyan is concerned, he is definitely a king-like figure who stands on a high place and strategizes. To him, he is childish and has nothing to do with it. It's getting a little weird..."

After praising Mo Ziyan in the previous paragraph, he seemed to be afraid that Ling Xihan would not believe it. For Mo Ziyan he saw recently, Ye Chengming also expressed his thoughts with difficult words, scratching his head, struggling there He obviously didn't look like a naive boy, but he also spoke like a naive boy, making him look a little dumb, and instantly changed from a sunny prince to a cute dumb state, which made Ling Heather burst into laughter .

"Hehe, it's okay." Unable to bear Ye Chengming's entanglement like that any longer, Ling Heather waved her hands as if she had forgotten, and said in a very cool tone: "You don't have to spend your time trying to say good things for him, anyway, it's just He is so neurotic, just for the sake of my personal safety, I will try to stay away from him in the future, so as not to be hurt by his unreasonable convulsions..."

"Actually, it's really not like this..." Hearing Ling Xihan's words, Ye Chengming was thinking of his good brother, not wanting to tarnish the image of his good brother, and once again wanted to explain clearly to Ling Heather.

"Okay, it's okay if I believe it!" Seeing Ye Chengming's extremely persistent attitude, Ling Qinghan was convinced by him, and had no choice but to compromise.

"Actually, I don't care about his attitude towards me. Anyway, I have also seen him suddenly go crazy, go crazy, make trouble for no reason, be naive, and when I'm in a good mood, I think it's a waste of my energy to talk to him. It doesn't hurt me to fight back when it's not good, but Ming, you two should be good brothers, right? He got angry at me today, and he threw it on you again..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Hanhan seemed to be afraid that Ye Chengming might misunderstand her, and said anxiously, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't hold a grudge after being said a few words by that childish man Mo Ziyan today, why are you here to sow discord? Yes, I didn't mean that."

"Hehe, I know." Ye Chengming nodded after being amused by Ling Xihan's appearance.

When other people say this, it may make people feel like they are trying to cover up and smear more and more black, but when Ling Xihan says such words, it will not make people feel that way at all.

It's not because he thinks he understands her and knows her, but because of her personality, she doesn't bother to do such things that sow discord and lower her self-quality.

"Me and Yan, Wei, Hao, the four of us can be said to have played together since we were young, and we can usually sacrifice ourselves for each other. Today he is like this, he must have something on his mind."

"Listen to what you said, is it because you walked too close to me, and he just didn't like me, and even thought I's 'robbed' you away, so he got so angry at me, and still implicated you?"

After hearing Ye Chengming's explanation, Ling Hanhan frowned. At first, Ye Chengming thought that she was seriously thinking about the answer to the question, but she didn't expect that what she came up with after thinking for a long time was ridiculed so that he couldn't laugh or cry.

"You're just joking..." Ye Chengming was really speechless about Ling Heather's gossiping gaze.

Where are these.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm serious. Besides, I didn't say anything else. Good friends, good brothers, such things often happen. If I have a close friend My friend, I will feel uncomfortable if I suddenly get close to the person I hate the most."

Hearing what Ling Hanhan said, the expression on Ye Chengming's face became unnatural.

Well, that's what she thought. Her words were so vague just now that he thought... Ahem, it seems that his thoughts are too impure.

Thinking of this, Ye Chengming's face unconsciously felt ashamed of what he had just thought of, but Ling Heather's eyes made her unable to help but turn her head away, all kinds of things were there secretly. laugh.

Haha, sure enough, playing tricks on people once in a while will make people feel better.

On the other side, at Mo Ziyan's place, after angrily shaking his hands and leaving, Yi Chenhao used all the strength he had accumulated to feed himself when he came out of the mother's womb, and ran desperately, only half of the time left when he ran fast. Finally, he caught up with Mo Ziyan.

"Hoo hoo, hoo hoo... I said, Yan, we all know that you have good motor skills, but do you want to torture me like this?" Putting your hands on your knees, you looked at the man who was standing not far in front of me in the same posture. Mo Ziyan, Yi Chenhao is now in a state of being out of breath and with a dry throat.

Did he really run so hard that his legs were about to go limp?
"Who is to blame? It's because you don't exercise normally. Besides, you wanted to chase after me, and I didn't let you chase after me." Although he was not as embarrassed as Yi Chenhao, he ran for so long , Mo Ziyan was also a little panting.

"Okay, I'm asking for it myself, I die for NO, I die for YES, that's fine!" I have never had any sense of humor, only the rare humor of Yi Dashao, who occasionally has a poisonous tongue and poisons others. One sentence.

(End of this chapter)