Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

For the next few days, we soaked in the medicine pool and ate the dishes cooked by the best chef in Xinxiang City.

I had a phone call with Han Bing, and she told me that the school is fine.Because all the teachers and students knew that Zhang Yujie and I were seriously injured and went to the hospital to lie down.

According to her, Shen Tianyang was very happy, he was beaming and humming when he walked.

I asked her to tell Li Sijia and the others, don't worry about me, I'm fine, and I'm recovering by soaking in the medicine pool of the Fight Club with Zhang Yujie, but we must keep it a secret.

That night, Han Bing's cell phone called again.When I picked it up, it was Chu Tingting's voice. [

"Are you okay?" There was a lot of worry in his tone, which made me feel warm.

"It's okay." I said softly, but I didn't want to tell her more details.It's not that there is something to hide, it's just that too many things and people are involved, and I'm afraid it will be bad if they find out.

"That's good." Chu Tingting's tone relaxed.

I asked Han Bing to tell them that I was fine, but Chu Tingting still called stubbornly, just to hear my voice and make sure I was okay.

I felt even warmer in my heart, and a kind of illusion made me feel that this moment is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a great opportunity that must not be missed and never come again!

"Tingting." My voice became softer.

"Huh?" Chu Tingting went in without knowing.

"Be my girlfriend." As soon as I said these words, I felt that the sky was full of flowers and flowers, and I knew that she would never refuse again!

"No."

"..."

I really want to ask, are you sent by my enemy to play with me...

On the third day, Zhang Yujie finally regained his ability to move, his limbs were flexible and healthy, and he wanted to compete with me in the pool.

Hmph, he's a loser, but just recovering from a serious injury, he competes with me in this kind of exercise that requires extremely high physical fitness, isn't he courting death?

Well, I won't talk about the result, it hurts.

Once again, we took off our clothes and rushed into the crowd on the first floor to fight wantonly.It's just that I still keep hiding, while he keeps refreshing his record, getting stronger and stronger, so strong that I feel deeply inferior.