Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 51 Collective Waiver
Long Qianyao stepped back, covered his chest with his hands, and tried his best to suppress the sweet smell in his throat.

This woman is really amazing!
Ever since the big guy was defeated by her last time, there have been rumors in the campus that she has great strength in her feet.

I still underestimate the enemy a bit, she deserves to be an opponent.

"Ding--"

The referee pressed the bell at the right time!

The ringing of the bell means that Long Qianyao has lost! !

Long Qianyao raised his head slightly towards Roland, and jumped off the challenge platform.

Roland glanced at his slightly staggering footsteps, stepped off the challenge platform, and walked towards his own challenge position.

Although she won, she became even more uneasy. This kind of uneasiness was an emotion she hadn't experienced for a long time.

A high school Long Qianyao is so powerful, and he was still injured.

She has been studying taekwondo for so long, and she won by a narrow margin.

He is so difficult, so how powerful is the legendary king of the university department.

"Amili, hurry up and get some medicine for Young Master Long to spray, he is injured."

As soon as Long Qianyao opened the door, he saw Lu Feifan directing the female waitress with a playful smile.

"...cough, Lu Feifan, otherwise, you go up too."

Long Qianyao took the potion spray from the waitress's hand, lifted up his clothes, and a footprint clearly appeared on it.

He pressed the spray and sprayed it a few times before he felt that it wasn't so hot.

"I abstain, I will never fight her.

Lu Feifan put away his mischievous smile, held the book 99 Dates in his slender hands, and gently rubbed the corner of the book with his fingertips.

Long Qianyao looked at him suddenly and seriously, snorted coldly, and ignored him.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he turned around and looked at An Moran who was sipping red wine.

He lost, and losing was not just as simple as losing!
Not only that, apart from the things in An Moran's house, he had nothing to do with him, he also had to lose his hair.

It will take him a year to cut it off.

By the way, in one year, the Rose of the Night Club will lose.

Yin Xiyan doesn't know martial arts, and won't go to the competition at all. Lu Feifan said that he won't compete with Roland, so An Moran is the only one left.

An Moran is so powerful, he will definitely not lose.

But, will An Moran let him get what he wants? ?
The one who bet with him was him.

Damn, he feels like he's been fooled!
"Brother An, that Roland's feet are very powerful, don't treat them like ordinary girls, pay attention later!"

Long Qianyao looked at An Moran with a flattering expression, and reminded him with a smile.

"Hmm~"

An Moran hummed lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the thin lenses reflected bright light under the light, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

"..."

Hearing his bland answer, the big uneasy hole in Long Qianyao's heart spread even more.

When he was still about to say something, the bell rang below, and he stopped what he was about to say.

Who knew that An Moran's actions would surprise him. Like Lu Feifan, he took out the abstention sign.

In Shengge, you can abstain, but to abstain is to admit defeat!
That is more disdainful than losing, and you have to give the other party a promise that no matter what she asks you to do, you have to do it unconditionally.

(End of this chapter)