"Huh?" Leng Yiyao subconsciously raised her head to look at Chen Fenghe, a little confused as to what his special treatment meant. Chen Zhifan rubbed his temples and said nothing. At home, his uncle's character was such that no one could interrupt him.
Chen Fenghe smiled, pointed at the menu and asked again: "What do you like to eat?"
Leng Yiyao lowered her head. There were all kinds of healthy ingredients on them, nothing too attractive. When she was at the Marshal's Mansion, a fat chef designed special recipes based on her taste every day. Outside, she was generally not very picky. , so he casually said, "Fried bean curd steak."
The waiter behind me cleverly wrote down the name of the dish immediately.
Liao Sijie pouted and congratulated Chen Feng curiously: "Uncle Chen, why do you care about what Leng Yiyao wants to eat~"
The last word he spoke, his voice rose slightly, bringing out an indescribable evil feeling. The people at the table of other special classes stopped looking at the menus and stared at Chen Fenghe intently, as if they were looking forward to a good show. .
Compared with the little girl who "cryed like a fairy" just now, Chen Fenghe's attitude towards Leng Yiyao now is extraordinary.
"I just forgot to introduce myself," who is Chen Fenghe, who would take seriously the teasing of a group of high school students
He glanced at his nephew: "I am not only Chen Zhifan's uncle, but also Leng Yiyao's neighbor. Speaking of which, besides Chen Zhifan, she is the only one I am most familiar with at this table. "
When inviting guests to a meal, it is impossible to greet a table of unfamiliar people. This explanation barely makes sense.
But for some reason, everyone always felt that the way he looked at Leng Yiyao was a little strange.
It's hard to tell what it is, and it's not the kind of admiration a man has for a woman. It seems a bit like he's studying it carefully.
"Do you still want to order? If you don't order, it will be too late for the afternoon game." Chen Zhifan knocked on the table, looking calm.
"Who says you can't order it? Let's order it now. I finally bought a lot of stuff from the supermarket this morning, ready to replenish sugar for Leng Yiyao after her run. Hey, when I came back, I saw that I didn't need it at all!" Several boys quickly opened the menu and started placing orders towards the waiter.
"What are you talking about? The banners I made with my own hands these past few days have not even been used!"
The atmosphere suddenly became noisy. When the target of public criticism was one person, everyone's position was particularly unified.
Leng Yiyao raised her hand and signaled that everyone should continue, continue, as if she didn't exist, she wanted to hear what else they could complain about.
A group of people were laughing and joking, quickly finished ordering, and waited for nearly fifteen minutes before the food was served.
Because there were two tables, the same dishes were served almost one by one. When the atmosphere became lively, the people at the two tables turned their heads and talked to each other. The private room was as lively as a market.
Leng Yiyao noticed that Chen Fenghe had stopped holding the tableware in his hands very early, looking very interested, and sat there listening to everyone chatting. While chatting, he smiled slightly, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was always kept at a very precise position, never exceeding that range.
Judging from this self-control and behavior, he should have been receiving special etiquette training and high self-discipline.
"What are you looking at?" Chen Zhifan stood up and filled her glass with juice. Seeing her staring at her uncle, he almost felt helpless: "I'm sorry, my uncle rarely gets along with people our age. , so it doesn’t look very easy.”
Everything seems to be elegant under etiquette, which makes it easy for people to feel that they have lost their sincerity. But Chen Zhifan had to say that if his uncle was really not interested in the meal in front of him, he would not stay at all.
"Your uncle is a soldier, right?" Leng Yiyao slowly took a bite of the vegetarian food on the plate, chewed it carefully, and smiled softly at him. Before Hemer expressed his feelings to her, she could also clearly feel that Hemer's attitude towards some people was a bit too distant and polite.
"...Yes." In fact, there is nothing to hide. Besides, she will know sooner or later. Chen Zhifan glanced at Leng Yiyao and answered quietly.
"What are you secretly talking about?" Rhodes saw the two of them whispering in the distance and couldn't help laughing and yelled.
Suddenly, people at both tables looked in their direction.
Chen Zhifan's first reaction was to push the noisy Rhodes into the sofa to prevent him from causing trouble, but Leng Yiyao waved her hand indifferently: "We were just discussing the fencing competition in the afternoon."
Yes!
They participated in fencing competitions in the afternoon!
However, the men's and women's teams are separate. Leng Yiyao used an epee, but it was a pity that he only appeared in the school fencing hall very few times throughout the semester. Chen Zhifan, on the other hand, was always regarded by the coach as a normal student to show everyone the "essence of aristocratic sports".
but!
After this morning's surprise, everyone has learned to draw inferences.
Has Leng Yiyao revealed before that she is good at long-distance running? No!
As a result, others easily broke the school sports meeting record in the morning, not to mention that they almost made the female long-distance runners cry!
Think about it on the other hand, is there anything this person is not good at
It seems that so far, no! Not a single item!
So, is it time to do things again in the afternoon
Rhodes got excited, "Let's go, let's go back to school immediately after eating. I can't help but want to see what the afternoon game will be like."
Everyone laughed at his lack of appearance, but Chen Fenghe was a little surprised that such a weak-looking body could actually make the proud people of the special class look at him with infinite admiration.
"It's just right. I have nothing to do in the afternoon anyway. Let's go and see it together." When he arrived at Shengde High School in the morning, he hadn't actually seen much of the high jump competition when he heard on the radio that his nephew had won the championship. After all, he was invited by his sister. After all, he still wanted to see how far he had grown recently. Since it was fencing, he might as well stay and take a good look.
"Then let's go. It's almost one o'clock now. Go over and change the equipment. It's almost time." Rhodes likes to join in the fun and cheer up the atmosphere.
So, everyone surrounded Leng Yiyao and Chen Zhifan as they walked to school in a high mood. Chen Feng, who was standing on one side, glanced at Leng Yiyao and his nephew from time to time. For a long time, he smiled without saying a word.
Liao Sijie was walking behind, her brows slightly furrowed. Seeing her staring at Chen Fenghe, her friend next to her couldn't help but joke: "What's wrong? Are you feeling in love?"
Not to mention, Chen Fenghe was usually quiet and always had a good temper, but his uncle had a strong sense of presence and extraordinary masculine charm. Although it was much bigger than them, it didn't feel like an obstacle at all.
"What are you thinking about?" Liao Sijie stared with a speechless expression on her face.
"Then what do you mean you keep staring at other people's faces?" Her friend thought she didn't admit it and continued to joke.
"Tsk, don't you think his face looks familiar?" Liao Sijie frowned, "I always feel like I've seen him before somewhere."
My friend was about to say that this kind of old-fashioned excuse was only used when other people were trying to pick up girls, but after hesitating for a while, he also looked at Chen Fenghe. Not to mention, he had this feeling when they met at school. .
Logically speaking, if they had met such a person, they would definitely not forget it, but why did they just feel familiar but couldn't remember where they met...
Seeing his friend's hesitation, Liao Sijie's expression immediately changed: "Right! It looks familiar to you too, right?"
"When you say that... it's really a bit..." However, I'm not sure.
"When class starts tomorrow, I'll go ask him and see what his uncle does and why everyone looks familiar." Although Liao Sijie was very curious, she still had the most basic etiquette. Fenghe felt a little uncomfortable asking about this.
"Okay, okay." Her friend looked unhurried, "We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. Now I just want to see how Leng Yiyao looks in fencing protective gear. She must be so handsome!"
In fact—
It turned out to be exactly what he thought!
When Leng Yiyao put on a complete set of white protective gear and walked out, everyone in the audience shouted fiercely!
The four sports of the nobility are horse riding, hunting, gun burning, and fencing. First of all, hunting and gun-burning cannot be included in the sports meeting. The equestrian competition ended yesterday, so today's fencing competition attracted almost half of the school's audience!
Although Leng Yiyao signed up for fencing extracurricular activities, basically, except for a few people who met her by chance, most people didn't know her.
However, after the extremely abnormal women’s 3,000-meter long-distance running race in the morning, she immediately caused a sensation when she showed up—
"Look! It's her! I heard that my senior sister cried after she came back from running three thousand meters. She looked like she was being abused!"
"You're kidding! She ran nearly three minutes faster than the men's 3,000-meter record! This is simply inhumane!"
"Such a great figure! How did she do it?"
"Is she competing with an epee? It feels like it would be difficult for her to hold the epee!"
The sound of introductions and conversations simply formed a roar, surrounding the fencing hall from all directions.
The students from the visiting group from other schools sat there dumbfounded, wondering if they had gone to the wrong place. According to rumors, Shengde High School, which is extremely well-educated, would talk about someone so loudly
The key thing is that the other party put on the mask with a straight face. Just this indifferent attitude makes people's hearts beat unbearably.
Leng Yiyao glanced at the opponent in front of her through the mask, a very tall girl. Compared with ordinary high school students, the figure of the other party is closer to that of an adult woman, and the muscles all over the body are also very well-proportioned, and she looks a bit like the toned body of Laura from the military academy.
The two sides walked to the competition area and the referee signaled for each other to salute.
Leng Yiyao raised his heavy sword and his eyebrows slowly darkened.
The shouts and discussions around her seemed to disappear away from her in an instant, and little by little, all she could hear was her own breathing.
In fact, she didn't spend much time with this kind of heavy sword. Compared with scimitars and firearms that can directly kill people, she prefers the latter. However, since everyone thinks she is suitable for this kind of thing, she doesn't care.
After the ceremony, the two stood in their own limited area and slowly prepared themselves.
Chen Fenghe stood in the stands and glanced. When the influence of the two people was reflected on the huge electronic screen without any stagnation, Leng Yiyao had already raised his sword to attack!
She used her left hand. The opponent had probably never faced such an attack before. When defending, the angle was slightly slanted, making it impossible to avoid it.
One hit!
The monitor on the stage lights up and the referee announces a valid score!
The people in the special class below immediately clapped happily.
To be honest, the beauty of the epee is not the moment when the score is scored, but every move of the athlete in the flowing water, a thrust, a bend, a lift of the sword. When the sword tip touches the opponent's scoring area, there is an excited cheer. It can almost move the entire audience!
The white protective gear shows off Leng Yiyao's charm. Not the kind of weak beauty, but the kind of incomparable power!
The opponent was clearly much colder than Yiyao in terms of height, weight, and competition experience, but when she stood there, it was like an insurmountable mountain!
Every attack was made from a tricky angle, leaving no chance for the opponent to defend at all!
quick!
So fast that I can’t even breathe!
ruthless!
It was so hard that the place she stabbed looked like a brand, red, swollen and hot!
allow!
As far as her eyes can see, as long as she wants to, there is no area that she cannot attack!
What does it mean to be on the verge of despair
When you encounter a strong opponent, you can slowly find the frequency that suits you through each game, and then patiently observe, and break the opponent's victory posture in one fell swoop, but now
No matter how hard he attacks, Leng Yiyao always seems to be able to do it with ease. Even though he doesn't move like a professional epee player, he can always avoid all her attacks quickly.
In the audience, Rhodes and other people in the special class suddenly sighed in unison: "What is the fear of being dominated by Leng Yiyao? Now, we feel it sincerely."
Unlike running, it is a race measured by time. And when the epee competition is in front of us, the contrast between power and insignificance suddenly becomes more and more conspicuous.
Leng Yiyao's left hand was more flexible than anyone else's right hand, and the beauty of her elegance and explosive power when attacking almost took away everyone's voice.
After a normal game, except for the monitor and the referee's announcement, the whole place was eerily quiet!
When the display suddenly showed that Leng Yiyao had won the match, everyone was still stunned and didn't react.
This, this is just the group stage.
The referee had probably never experienced such a strange silence. He stood at the midpoint and blew a whistle for both sides to salute. When the spectators came to their senses, the excited roar almost brought down the roof of the entire fencing hall!
"Fuck! I'm about to have a heart attack just looking at it!" Rhodes muttered from the side. Others laughed at him. He was speechless and turned to look at the men's group. Sure enough, Chen Zhifan was also there. Successfully promoted.
According to the rules of the competition, Leng Yiyao has to go through three rounds of competition before entering the finals.
She stepped off the field, waited for the next round, and was almost immediately surrounded by her classmates.
"This is good, this is good! It looks much better than long-distance running in the morning! However, I never knew that you compete with your left hand!" Liao Sijie rushed to her side and gestured: "Super handsome!"
"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" Rhode shouted, looking at Liao Sijie with contempt: "What does it mean to be super handsome! Can you describe it as super handsome? He is clearly as handsome as the sky! He is as handsome as the universe!"
The entire special class listened to Rhodes playing alone, and their waists almost melted with laughter.
Leng Yiyao glanced at him, but he was not afraid. He made a gesture of going over to give her a shoulder and a slap on her back. He was disgusted by the "flattery look" on her face, so he kept her away to prevent him from getting close to Leng Yiyao.
There are fixed waiting seats for the contestants. They don't want to stay too long. They are chatting and joking. After a few jokes, the group of people return to their original positions honestly.
People in the audience next to me were all whispering: "This has completely refreshed my definition of handsome. It turns out that fencing for girls can be so exciting!"
"I thought she was extraordinary before, but now it seems like she is simply extraordinary!"
"Speaking of which, there are so many people in the special bar, and they all seem to have a good relationship with Miss Leng. I have never seen them be convinced by one person."
"So, see you soon!"
Everyone here at Shengde High School knows Leng Yiyao, a transfer student. However, since she made some noise when she first came to school, she has been very quiet since then. She was even so low-key that no one could notice her before and after she came to school. After school, what difference does it make to people in ordinary classes? Until now, it seems like it has exploded!
People!
What I fear most is comparison.
I used to think that the people in the special class were all so good that it was unreasonable, but now, when I look closer to Leng Yiyao, no one pays attention to others anymore. Instead, they all just stare at Leng Yiyao.
Inside the visiting group from the foreign school, there was a feeling of low pressure.
The white lotus with a palm print on his face carefully raised his head and looked at Leng Yiyao in the waiting area, with a flash of jealousy in his eyes.
The people nearby were asking people from Shengde High School.
When they heard that His Royal Highness and the marshal of the military had come to the school specifically to look for Leng Yiyao, the group of foreign students took a deep breath and no longer knew how to express their feelings.
I always feel that although everyone is in the same fencing gym at the moment, it seems that they are not in the same world!
There was no suspense in the fencing gym matches one after another. Leng Yiyao almost crushed her opponents in the next three matches.
The key is that her opponents can clearly feel that she has not been exposed to the epee for a particularly long time, and sometimes she is not familiar with some details of the epee. However, even so, they still caught each other's A hint of weakness. No matter how they attack, the opponent seems to be able to detect their intentions in advance. They can easily avoid them with a sidestep, a retreat, or a silhouette. The next moment, her heavy sword has fallen on them, without any trace. The power of turning things around!
When Leng Yiyao stood on the field of the women's epee final, her breathing changed.
Everyone was almost cautiously lying on the guardrail, wishing they could open their eyes wider and see more clearly.
But she looked down at her epee, smiled, and suddenly changed the epee from her left hand to her right!
"Ah!" There was a collective uproar from the audience!
"What do you mean! Are you looking down on your opponent? You don't use your more flexible left hand?" the person below shouted.
"Or is it for the sake of enjoyment, to make the game longer?" Because almost every game in the past was not longer than ten minutes. Leng Yiyao doesn’t want her opponent to look too ugly
All the people in the special class glanced at the opponent's player. Oops! The last championship player was the face of their school’s women’s epee!
"My sister Yao, you are trying to cause trouble." Rhodes shook his head again and again, realizing that he didn't understand the world of genius.
Only Chen Fenghe's eyes looked deep and deep for a long time, seeming to spark a smile.
At this moment, the referee signaled and both parties saluted. Leng Yiyao walked to the competition area with her opponent, raised her epee, and slowly held her breath.
The voices in the audience fell silent.
When the referee signaled the start of the game, the two men raised their swords almost at the same time and made a thrust!
At that moment, the sword blades were staggered, and it was a competition to see who was faster!
However, the left half of Leng Yiyao's body seemed to turn back out of thin air, in an extremely weird arc, while maintaining her body balance, the heavy sword in her right hand continued to move forward!
"Bang" -
The wireless frequency detector clearly showed that Leng Yiyao had successfully attacked!
"Rumble" -
People in the audience were so excited that they started stamping their feet! So damn shocking!
Leng Yiyao and her opponent returned to their original positions, watching each other's every move through their masks.
Logically speaking, Leng Yiyao has switched to her right hand. For ordinary people, this kind of attack will take the opponent's breath away than when she just used her left hand, but her offensive efficiency has not decreased but has increased!
Once again, both of them drew their swords at the same time. Leng Yiyao first struck in the direction of the opponent's arm. The opponent immediately switched from attack to defense, but before she could block her direction with the sword, Leng Yiyao suddenly changed direction and made a deep strike. Squatting down, he actually penetrated the opponent's peeping eyes!
"Pah, pah, pah—"
what to do! I feel like my hands are not enough!
powerful! It’s not just when you abuse food! But when facing the big devil, he can beat the big devil into a pitiable kind of pervert!
That was the captain of the women's fencing team who had continuously competed in the entire imperial capital and had never met an opponent. He was beaten so hard that he had no ability to fight back. It was clear that he tried his best every time to attack, fight, and test, but when Leng Yiyao took action, everything couldn't be easier.
The scores on the tip board are getting wider and wider!
It's almost like a massacre!
Suddenly there was a roar. In the men's group, Chen Zhifan had won the championship, but not many people paid attention.
Most people's eyes were still nervously glued to the women's group.
Leng Yiyao smiled helplessly, Chen Zhifan probably became the quietest champion today...
Leng Yiyao spent five minutes and 48 seconds in the rest of the game.
Just when Chen Zhifan walked to the women's competition area, the electronic screen showed that she had won the championship!
"Ahhh-" Everyone in the special class yelled like fools. Although they knew Leng Yiyao would not lose, the feeling of watching her win point by point was too exciting. It’s simply more exciting than watching an international competition!
Leng Yiyao shook hands with the other party in a friendly manner. The girl opposite was very magnanimous, "You are very strong, very powerful!"
"Fortunately, you're not bad either." At least, he was the only one who made her sweat so far.
The two nodded to each other and left the arena. Leng Yiyao casually opened her mask, and her hair, which had been covered for most of the afternoon, was slightly damp with sweat. As she raised her chin, it drew an arc in the air.
On the roof of the fencing hall, the sun slanted, reflecting her appearance at this moment particularly clearly and eye-catchingly, like a set of slow motion, flashing in front of everyone frame by frame...
What is sexy
It's not sensuality or nudity, but the low-key bewitchment that comes from the bones!
Everyone in the special class swallowed their saliva and wanted to cover their eyes.
What should I do? I was blinded by being handsome. Is the boss responsible
Rhodes was the first to rush up. As a fan, he handed over a bottle of mineral water without saying a word: "Sister Yao, what should I do? I feel like the whole school has been fanned by you!"
Really, he bet that the moment she took off her mask, there were sounds of swallowing in the audience.
Leng Yiyao ignored him and just unscrewed the bottle cap and drank water.
"But, seriously, why did you have to switch to your right hand in the final round?" He was still a little curious about the reason.
Leng Yiyao was looking up to drink water and had no time to pay attention to him. A clear answer came from behind her: "Because her left hand is indeed flexible, but her right hand is even more powerful than her left hand."
Everyone turned around and found that the person speaking was Chen Fenghe.
Chen Zhifan smiled and stood in the middle of the crowd without saying a word. Everyone stared at him for a moment, a little curious if it was true. Leng Yiyao drank half of the bottle of water, screwed the lid on, turned around, and smiled softly at Chen Fenghe: "Good eyesight."
She is indeed not just left-handed.
According to this body, its physical abilities are average, and her left hand is more coordinated than her right hand. However, she has always prepared an extra choice for herself over the years. Training physical skills is not difficult for her. The last opponent's defense was obviously different from other players. It would be more difficult for her to deal with it simply using her left hand, so she changed her mind temporarily.
"Your uncle is so observant!" Liao Sijie couldn't help but whisper in Chen Zhifan's ear. She was about to say something else, but Chen Fenghe suddenly looked down at the watch on his wrist: "It's getting late. I have to go, you guys have fun."
After that, he patted Chen Zhifan gently on the shoulder: "The afternoon game was very exciting, you did a good job."
Suddenly, everyone realized that Chen Zhifan also won the championship. Hey, it seemed like I was a little too unfavorable just now, so everyone turned their heads and went to congratulate Chen Zhifan.
Chen Zhifan's gentle face didn't show much emotion. He naturally knew that everyone didn't mean to be cold to him. Leng Yiyao's performance today was really outstanding. However, he was still slightly surprised to receive praise from his uncle. After all, my uncle never praises people easily.
"When I have time, I will have a good talk with your mother." After Chen Feng said this with a smile, he did not stay any longer, nodded lightly to everyone, and finally smiled at Leng Yiyao, turned around and left. .
Only Chen Zhifan was still stunned. What does it mean to have a good talk with his mother and agree to lead him into the world
"Chen Zhifan, your uncle is so handsome, what does he do?" A group of female classmates next to him were still asking, but he had already come back to his senses and returned to his usual appearance: "Well, it's nothing. It's not that there is another game. ?"
Liao Sijie’s 800-meter backstroke!
Yes!
We were so happy just now that we almost forgot about this.
Liao Sijie looked at Chen Zhifan with a troubled expression, letting her take the blame! What she clearly hates the most is swimming! Swimming!
"I remember that the competition was only thirty minutes away. Hurry up. It's still too late to go to the constant-temperature swimming pool!" In fact, no one was too interested in this project, but seeing Liao Sijie splashing around in the pool, I thought so. Another joyful scene immediately urged her to go quickly.
Leng Yiyao happened to go to change clothes at this time. When the group arrived at the swimming pool, they found that they were in the same sky as the fencing gym just now.
Here, the number of people does not exceed five hundred.
The men's group is over, and the preliminary round of the women's group has just begun.
Liao Sijie obviously didn't have much experience in backstroke, and the swimsuit she changed into was very ordinary, the most conservative black one.
As soon as the referee blew his whistle, he heard countless "pops" in his ears.
All the contestants jumped into the swimming pool, except for Liao Sijie!
"Hahaha! What is she doing?" Rhodes laughed at Chen Zhifan, who gave him a helpless look, "I guess she hasn't adjusted her mentality yet."
"It's only 800 meters in total. By the time she adjusts, everyone else will probably have finished swimming." Other students nearby were also holding their bellies and laughing. In fact, Liao Sijie can swim, but she just doesn't like this sport. Every time she flutters, , the teachers said that she had the potential to be a landlubber, the spray could wet everything around her, and one time, she even soaked the teacher all over! He squeezed his eyes tightly and refused to open them. He made a lot of jokes about this, each one more classic than the last. Another time, I bumped into someone else in the swimming pool and bumped into each other. A huge bulge formed on the back of my head!
What a joke maker!
Probably because the laughter in the special class was too arrogant, Liao Sijie puffed up her cheeks and stuck out her tongue at them. Finally, she bit the bullet and plunged into the swimming pool!
Not to mention, when she really spread her arms and started swimming, she was very fast! Although he was the last one to start, he caught up with the rest of the group within two minutes.
At the end of the 600 meters, she was taking a breath, and the swim lane next to her happened to be keeping pace with her.
The two of them swam faster and faster, almost surpassing the top three!
"Holy shit, are everyone possessed by the God of War today?" Rhodes wiped his eyes and found that he had seen it right. That Liao Sijie had actually tied for fourth place with others! How can it be!
"Why are you so surprised!" Leng Yiyao couldn't help but hit him on the head: "Come on!"
"Oh!" Not only Rhodes, but the whole class realized at this time that the words "come on" seemed to have not popped out of their mouths all day today. No, no, it was mainly because Leng Yiyao and Chen Zhifan were so abnormal in winning that they were embarrassed to shout cheers.
Now is the most critical time. If we don't shout "come on", when will we wait
Therefore, a group of special class students who usually feel unattainable in ordinary classes almost used up all their strength to support desperately: "Liao Sijie, come on! Liao Sijie, come on! Liao Sijie, come on!"
It was probably the sound of their cheers that Liao Sijie really heard. Her movements were getting faster and faster, and she was gradually faster than the swimmers in the lane next door by half a head, and then a head.
As she tried her best, the cheers and cheers from below became more and more frequent. People in other classes stopped working and cheered for the classmates in their own class while roaring!
Just when Liao Sijie was about to overtake the third place, the finish line was getting closer and closer!
For the first time, the tension that made everyone in the special class look solemn. The sound of cheers was so loud that they couldn't even hear what they were saying. At this moment, Liao suddenly Sijie made a movement, and then her body became crooked.
The atmosphere in the entire swimming pool was frozen. The next moment, Liao Sijie suddenly sank without any warning!
The referee's face turned pale with fright, thinking that his legs must have cramped under the water!
Liao Sijie started to flutter crazily!
With his hands swinging, the waves on the water surface were splashing loudly.
The first aid teacher was about to enter the water when he heard the sound of "plop-" entering the water!
At some point, Leng Yiyao took off her coat and jumped directly into the water!
Everyone in the special class reacted and rushed forward one by one.
Seeing everyone jumping down like dumplings, the teacher looked worried.
Leng Yiyao's swimming speed was not particularly fast, but the place where she entered the water was relatively close to Liao Sijie, and she quickly touched Liao Sijie's position. However, the little girl was afraid that the body's subconscious reaction would cause her body to lie down subconsciously when it came into contact with someone's body temperature.
The weight of a person is especially obvious in the water, especially when a person is still flopping desperately.
Leng Yiyao didn't catch it the first time, and was dragged under the water by Liao Sijie for a while. When she reacted, she realized that Liao Sijie's body was really twitching.
She felt calm and calmly tried to wrap her hands around the other person's body, but at the next moment, another pair of hands snatched him away.
Those hands...
It was very broad, very firm, and very favorable. Her heartbeat stopped, and she slowly opened her eyes under the water. Sure enough, she saw a blurry figure not far away in front of her.
It took a long time for Liao Sijie to be dragged to the bottom of the water, and the air was limited. She was about to struggle out of the water to breathe, but she saw the figure in front of her suddenly approaching. The next moment, his hands passed through the hair on the back of her head without any doubt, and pulled her Hold it tightly to your chest!
A warm and moist kiss suddenly came!
Slippery, warm, lingering, fierce, the touch on her lips was so obvious, she struggled slightly, but the other party's control became more and more powerful. The touch of her tongue seemed to make her whole body feel numb. This long-lost feeling made her a little helpless.
What followed was the breath from the mouth. She blinked and realized that this was the other party giving her some energy!
Leng Yiyao suddenly remembered that there were so many students from Shengde High School on the water above her head. She just wanted to push the man in front of her away and swat away the sultry smile from his mouth!
MMP, she can swim!
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Your marshal is so flirty, he is nothing like a human being!