The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

   Chapter 53 The world's first cutest at the same table (53)

   Shi You took two mouthfuls of pearls before slowly asking, "What do you want to do?"

   He Xing: "Hand over the milk tea in your hand."

  "???" Is this person so poor that he wants to grab milk tea?

   There is a small alley next to the school.

   Shiyou walked over, then waved to the person: "Come here."

   He Xing didn't think the little girl could do anything to him, probably begging him to let him go.

   He followed the person to the side alley.

   Shiyou looked around, there were no passers-by or cameras.

   Excellent crime location.

  When you put people down in a few strokes.

  The boy was lying on the ground, his teeth grinning in pain was second.

  The most important thing, how can this girl who looks weak and weak be so powerful! !

   Shiyou looked down at He Xing lying on the ground: "I can't give you milk tea, I queued for half an hour to buy it."

   "Remember to queue later."

"I'm leaving."

   "..." The senior high school boss lay on the ground and doubted his life.

   He came to fight Luo Cimian today.

  Before the master could see it, he was brought down by a little girl.

   As if the body was hollowed out.

   He Xing was about to get up, but Nai He was so weak that he couldn't get up after several attempts.

   See the ghost! ! -

   When you just turned a corner, you heard someone arguing in front of you from a distance.

   "You **** hand over our brother?!" A roar with a broken sound shot straight into the sky.

  Listen to this sentence and taste it carefully.

  The swear words and provocations are all there, and the angry tone is also very good, everyone is angry.

  Shiyu's whole body instantly ignited.

   This is an appointment!

  A must-see scene in campus literature.

   finally let her meet again.

   Taking a closer look, there are about twenty people in these two groups.

   She approached the entrance of the alley lightly, crouched down, and watched the play.

   She is facing a row of backs, there are four people, the backs are a bit familiar, and the back of her head is the most beautiful.

Opposite    is a row of students who don't know which school uniform they are wearing, the same as the boy she beat up just now.

  The distance was a bit far, and Shiyou couldn't hear what they were saying, but they were cursing words, but soon the negotiations broke down and the two sides began to fight.

  The boy with the most beautiful back of his head cursed "Fuck", squeezed his wrist and kicked the nearest person.

   His movements are quick and fierce, like an elegant cheetah, with a blood that is rarely seen in boys.

   He is aggressive, and as soon as he joins the battle, even if there are not many people on their side, the overall combat effectiveness is stronger.

   Shiyou saw that her blood was boiling, and a pearl slipped into her mouth and went into her throat out of control.

   "Cough cough cough..." There was an earth-shattering cough.

   The cough cannot be suppressed. She quickly finished coughing. When she raised her head, she was facing the line of sight of the fighter on the opposite side.

   To be precise... Luo Cimian's sight...

  Eh, she said why is that beautiful back of the head so familiar.

  The air was quiet for two seconds.

   Shiyou blinked, and her thin white fingers pointed to the direction behind him, "You're busy first, it's important."

  Luo Cimian: "..."

  Luo Cimian then remembered what he was doing here.

   What kind of business is this.

   Nothing is as important as his little fairy.

  Luo Cimian had some headaches, how did he meet Shiyou here.

   She shouldn't have seen it, right? !

  What if the little fairy thinks he is too cruel and doesn't want him.

  Luo Cimian glanced at the person who was squatting honestly again, and glanced at her slightly raised lips, although she didn't look at all afraid.

   But the little girl in his memory was so obedient, he must not see the **** scene.

   In short, this fight can't go down.

  Luo Cimian's face was calm: "There was no fight."

   No fights? So what is this? Training radio gymnastics?

   Shiyou: "..." I believe in your evil.

   She watched Luo Cimian stretch out her long legs and walked in her direction. The distance was so close that she could see his own reflection clearly in his dark pupils.

   "Those people are from the Wushu Association," Luo Cimian bent over and approached her with a serious look: "They are learning from each other."

   "What about the man lying on the ground?"

  Luo Cimian said nonsense without changing his face: "They said that the ground is cool, so you have to lie down on the ground for a while."

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