Seventeen
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Fengcheng Middle School.
Carrying a backpack and carrying a net bag, Jiang Zhiyuan hurried to the entrance of the girls' dormitory and shouted: "Shiyu, hurry down, and the boat will leave later."
"Come on, here!" Shigure answered upstairs, like Zhiyuan, carrying a backpack and carrying a net bag. She came to the entrance of the building and walked downstairs quickly. When there were still two steps above the ground, he suddenly slapped his foot and his body fell. Zhiyuan watched rushing up the stairs and hugged Shi Yu tightly, and Shi Yu escaped safely.
"What are you doing, holding me so tight, you won't be afraid of your classmates seeing it, and you will be ashamed." Shi Yu said blushing after getting out of Zhiyuan's arms.
"I'm saving you! Do you blame me?" They walked out of the building, arguing endlessly.
"I blame you for screaming like that. If you don't scream so quickly, will I go downstairs so quickly? If you don't go downstairs so quickly, will I get my feet?" Shiyu said with a pouting mouth.
"I won't hug you, can you be so safe and sound?" Zhiyuan defended.
"Who told you to hug me so tightly, you put your face on my face, aren't you dipping me?" Shiyu complained.
"Didn't your face also touch my face? What is this called?" Zhiyuan teased Shiyu.
"That's bad luck!" Shigure held back a smile.
"Men touches women's faces because men want to be cheap, but women are unlucky when they touch men's faces. Is this fair?" Zhiyuan retorted.
"Fairness! Who told your men to always bully our women?" Shigure replied confidently.
"That's bad luck for men only-the reason why some people say'good men don't fight women' probably lies here." Zhiyuan said unconvinced.
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