Chapter 172
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During the lunch break, Song Yaoyao walked upstairs with a thermos flask in her hand.
She bumped into someone and staggered a few steps. This time, she had learned her lesson and held onto the handrail in time.
"Little girl, are you trying to scam me?"
The young man's voice had a hint of a smile, but his tone was not serious.
Song Yaoyao looked up and was stunned.
"It's you?"
She opened her mouth. Wasn't this the man in the photo? Meng Qiqi's idol and the original body's Prince Charming.
"Hmm? So you're my fan. How about it? Do you want me to give you an autograph? "
Luo Xingguang raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him with interest.
She was not tall and looked young.
It would not be strange to say that she was a junior high school student.
"I'm not."
Song Yaoyao hugged the thermos flask and moved around him, intending to go upstairs.
Suddenly, the back of her collar was pulled. The young man grabbed her with a smile. "Classmate, lying is not a good habit."
"I really didn't!"
She puffed her cheeks and felt that this man was very narcissistic.
She decided that she would not accept this person's orders in the future! Let him be ugly!
"I don't believe that there is someone in your school who doesn't like me?" Luo Xingguang narrowed his eyes. "Are you embarrassed? It's okay, it's not embarrassing to like me. "
A handsome face suddenly enlarged.
Song Yaoyao's eyelids twitched and she punched him out of reflex.
"I —"
Before she could curse, she suddenly heard a scream.
"Ahhhh, oh my god! Luo Xingguang! It's Luo Xingguang! "
"Where, where? Wuwuwu, Luo Xingguang, I love you!! "
Luo Xingguang's face instantly darkened. He covered his painful cheek and turned to run, not forgetting to grab Song Yaoyao and run.
Poor Song Yaoyao's two short legs made her feel like a kite. The other end of the string was in Luo Xingguang's hands.
"Luo Xingguang! Luo Xingguang is there! Quick, chase after him! "
"F * ck, are these people crazy?"
Luo Xingguang ran forward and passed by an empty classroom. Suddenly, he pulled Song Yaoyao into the classroom and closed the door behind him.
At the same time, it was as if there was an earthquake outside. A group of girls whizzed past.
"Cough, cough, cough, you — Wuwuwu!"
Song Yaoyao was so tired that her face was red and her breathing was not smooth.
"Brat, keep your voice down!"
Luo Xingguang's face hurt terribly; he hissed softly and covered her mouth with his hand.
She didn't expect him to be so strong despite his short stature.
He lifted his long legs and kicked them against the wall, trapping Song Yaoyao in the middle.
He put his index finger against his lips. "I'll let you go if you promise not to scream, okay?"
Song Yaoyao nodded repeatedly, her eyelashes wet.
Luo Xingguang let his guard down, thinking that Song Yaoyao had agreed.
Little did he know that Song Yaoyao hated it when people threatened her. Also, because of her body condition in her previous life, she hated strenuous exercise the most.
The feeling of having difficulty breathing was simply too annoying.
She patted her chest to catch her breath.
Luo Xingguang rubbed his cheeks in annoyance. "Brat, do you know how much my face is worth? If you hurt it and affect my work, you'll have to pay for it, understand? "
Song Yaoyao looked at his face silently, licked her lips, and asked weakly, "How much does it cost to hit it?"
"Huh? Well … "Luo Xingguang rubbed his chin, thinking that he had scared Song Yaoyao. He raised his eyebrows proudly." It'll cost at least tens of thousands. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and saw Song Yaoyao pulling a towel from the side and wrapping it around her hand.
Luo Xingguang was stunned. "What are you — F * ck!!"
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