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"Ouch! It's okay! You don't have to worry about me!" Xia Yumo shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and then suddenly suggested: "Why don't we go to the school's playground to practice dancing! Anyway, that place is so big, it takes up a lot of space. Small pieces will do nothing."

"Okay!" Su Nuanqing nodded hastily.

"Well, let's go there now!" After Xia Yumo finished speaking, she took Su Nuanqing's hand and quickly ran towards the school playground. She is really an actionist.

After arriving at the school playground, the first thing they saw was the huge green lawn, and then the red and white running track.

Looking along the long runway, Xia Yumo unexpectedly saw a running black figure.

That figure was unrestrained and unrestrained, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, unexpectedly outlining a faint halo.

But just as Xia Yumo was fascinated by watching, she was suddenly pushed by Su Nuanqing's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Xia Yumo turned her head to look at Su Nuanqing, and asked her with a little dissatisfaction.

"Mozi, I didn't expect you to be a nymphomaniac!" Su Nuanqing smirked, as if she had discovered something important.

"How could I!" Xia Yumo was caught by Su Nuanqing's words, so she quickly refuted.

"You still said no, I think your saliva is about to fall." Su Nuanqing curled her lips with a look of disbelief.

Xia Yumo didn't want to continue this topic with Su Nuanqing, so she quickly changed it: "Let's go to dance practice!"

After finishing speaking, Xia Yumo lowered her head and walked towards the southwest of the playground, just running in the opposite direction to that black figure.

Unexpectedly, just as she and Su Nuanqing walked to the place where they were going to practice dancing, that black figure quietly came behind her unknowingly.

"Xia-Yu-Mo."

The cold and playful male voice seemed to be the voice of Satan coming from hell, Xia Yumo couldn't help shivering in fright.