Chapter 62
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"Hiss —"
Shen Xun grabbed Song Yaoyao's wrist awkwardly. "Song Yaoyao, are you f * cking serious?"
He grimaced in pain, and his eyelids twitched.
This stinky girl was aiming for his face. Didn't she know that she shouldn't hit someone's face?
Song Yaoyao, who was on top, tilted her head and looked at him quietly. "Why not?"
She turned her wrist slightly. Shen Xun didn't even know how she did it, but Song Yaoyao had already broken free from his grip.
Another punch came —
"Ugh …"
Shen Xun gritted his teeth. "If you hit my face again, I'm going to get angry!"
"Slap —"
Tsk …
Shen Xun frowned and reached out to grab Song Yaoyao. His idea was simple. He wanted to control her first.
He didn't really want to fight. If word got out that he bullied a girl who looked like she would be blown away by a gust of wind, wouldn't he be a laughing stock?
But who would have thought that in the next minute, the amused expression on Shen Xun's face disappeared and was replaced by a seriousness that had never been seen before.
She was like a little loach that couldn't be caught at all.
Moreover, she was very strong. Shen Xun couldn't control her —
Once, twice …
As Huo Ningxi watched, his gaze on Song Yaoyao gradually became serious.
So it wasn't an accident?
When Song Yaoyao kicked Shen Xun lightly, Shen Xun finally resigned himself to his fate.
"Stop, stop, stop! I admit defeat, I admit defeat! "
Shen Xun's confidence was shaken, and he raised his hands to surrender.
Not to mention that he didn't hit women, even if he really did, he might not be Song Yaoyao's opponent. This thought made him feel very complicated.
Huo Ningxi raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Xun deeply.
He didn't see any reluctance on his face.
Was he serious?
Song Yaoyao gasped for breath. Her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she didn't feel cold anymore.
"If you agree to a bet, you must accept your loss. From now on, you will be my little follower," she said with a straight face.
Shen Xun clutched his stomach and leaned against the wall with a bitter smile. "I couldn't tell, sister. Are you born with great strength?"
He was a 1.8m tall man, but he couldn't beat her.
Huo Ningxi looked at the two of them suspiciously. He still couldn't believe that Shen Xun would lose.
More likely, he didn't want to fight Song Yaoyao at all.
However, only after experiencing it personally would he know what kind of explosive power was hidden in this petite body.
Her reaction speed was astonishing, and she was a very stubborn and serious person. Since she had agreed to fight, then she must win.
Song Yaoyao walked upstairs. She was sweating just now, and now that the cold wind blew, she shivered from the cold.
She walked quickly. The moment she brushed past Huo Ningxi, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Huo Ningxi looked sideways and frowned. "Song Yaoyao, are you crying?"
Didn't she win?
Song Yaoyao hid her hands in her sleeves. She sniffled and flung his hand away fiercely. She said sullenly, "It's none of your business."
After saying that, her petite figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"She's crying?" As soon as he spoke, the wound on the corner of his mouth hurt. Shen Xun gasped and said, "Shouldn't I be the one crying?"
Huo Ningxi sneered. "Isn't it embarrassing that the almighty Liyang High School bully can't beat a little girl?"
He put his hands in his pockets. Seeing that the rain was getting lighter, he didn't want to go back to the classroom and walked down the stairs.
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